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The Broken
The Broken Born without a name and traumatized by death in the midst of her murderous so- called ‘father’ for ten long years she lays broken in an imperfect world where troubles linger in every corner, where happiness-to her- is a myth. She waits for the feeling of safety, when the nights aren’t her sisters’ cries and the mornings aren’t reminders of her brothers’ death but when will that moment come? Will she ever rest? She’s calling for it but will she ever get it? Can the broken be fixed when all hope is lost? (READ THIS FOR THEM, READ THIS FOR THE BROKEN) SNEEK PEEK ////////////////////////////////////////////// We find ourselves standing on the front door of the shackled house, the cop holding Richie and me. I shut my eyes as my ears listen for the door. Footsteps. His footsteps. They’re getting louder. No. Don’t. Please. Oh God, help me! Someone! Anyone! The door flings open. “Hello officer, what seems to be the—“ his eyes travel to us. An evil grin of victory then spreads on his face. “I’ve been looking for you.” He whispers as his eyes glare into mine; his pool of lust drowns me hinting me that soon my innocence and virginity will be gone. “Are you their father?” the cop asks sternly. My ears turn deaf hearing only one sound, an eerie sound of screeching emptiness. Their words float away and soon Richie and I step into the house, again. //////////////////////////////////////////////Lengkap
WEED & ROSE PETALS ( COMPLETED & NOT EDITED.)
I can't stick to one description just read and tell me how much it sucks✌. Copyright © 2019 All rights reserved no part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, including photocopying, recording or by any information storage and retrieval system without written permission of author,except where permitted by law. This book is a work of fiction. Names of characters,places and incidents are products of imagination or coincidence. It's make believe. I do not take credit in any photos used. Completely fictionalLengkap
𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄
"𝐎𝐡, 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞. 𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞. 𝐇𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐈'𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮." -𝐄𝐝𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐩𝐞 & 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐠𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐙𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐬 ✧⁂ ✧ 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐏𝐆-𝟏𝟑 [𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲]
All Just Words
Some people, some memories and some things will stay with you forever. They will leave their mark on your life. They could either chose to stay and linger around you hoping that you will acknowledge them or they can leave you trapped in your own personal circle of messed up emotions. No matter what people do or say to you, at the end of it all... They're All Just Words. ---------------------------------------------- NOT EDITED!!!! So please excuse my writing. I will go back and edit this properly when I can. Thank you for your patience. AVH xLengkap
ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴡɪꜱᴛᴇᴅ ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛꜱ (*Completed*)
"ᴀ ᴋɪꜱꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ?" 𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱... "𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐧 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚, 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐧 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫..𝗧𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗸𝗶𝘀𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗽𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗹𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄." 𝗜 𝘀𝗺𝗶𝗿𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝗱𝗿𝘂𝗻𝗸𝗲𝗻 𝗲𝘆𝗲𝘀. "𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬, 𝐏𝐚𝐩𝐢" 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐳𝐲. 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭... 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬... 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐲, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐛𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞...Lengkap
FINDING June
{Completed} When we got hurt as children, we went running to our parents, they would scold us and treat the wound until it was cured. As we become older, we realize that the wounds we show our parents are the ones that heal quickly because some wounds never completely heal. Rather they remain as unpleasant scars that serve as constant reminder of the trauma we endured, the strength that we possess and the love we have left to give. -------------------------- #1 in saving #4 in assault Word count: 35000+ Cover credits to me🤍 Started: March 13th, 23 Published: May 9th, 23 xxLengkap
Coffee Heart Avenue Series #2: It's Ending with a LOVE
Loving someone who doesn't love you back show us that unrequited love is extremely painful but it can also help us grow...... *************** This story is work of fiction, names, character, places and incidents are either a product of author's imagination or used fictiously. Any resemblance to actual people living or dead events or locales are entirely coincidential. This story is written in Taglish and has major major errors, typographical and grammarical. Please be considerate. I'm not fluent. NOTE: PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME!!!!Lengkap
In an iron cage called a new body
"Are you sure you were attentive while signing the contract? Were you sure that this day would be the same as the previous ones, because you followed what was happening? Strange, then you would have noticed how something is poured into your glass of water. Forget about former life and do not interfere with our work."Lengkap
The Broken Born without a name and traumatized by death in the midst of her murderous so- called ‘father’ for ten long years she lays broken in an imperfect world where troubles linger in every corner, where happiness-to her- is a myth. She waits for the feeling of safety, when the nights aren’t her sisters’ cries and the mornings aren’t reminders of her brothers’ death but when will that moment come? Will she ever rest? She’s calling for it but will she ever get it? Can the broken be fixed when all hope is lost? (READ THIS FOR THEM, READ THIS FOR THE BROKEN) SNEEK PEEK ////////////////////////////////////////////// We find ourselves standing on the front door of the shackled house, the cop holding Richie and me. I shut my eyes as my ears listen for the door. Footsteps. His footsteps. They’re getting louder. No. Don’t. Please. Oh God, help me! Someone! Anyone! The door flings open. “Hello officer, what seems to be the—“ his eyes travel to us. An evil grin of victory then spreads on his face. “I’ve been looking for you.” He whispers as his eyes glare into mine; his pool of lust drowns me hinting me that soon my innocence and virginity will be gone. “Are you their father?” the cop asks sternly. My ears turn deaf hearing only one sound, an eerie sound of screeching emptiness. Their words float away and soon Richie and I step into the house, again. //////////////////////////////////////////////
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