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The Fallen gypsy (On Hold)

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I welcomed the depths of the frozen tundra. My foot slipped on the ice and I plunged into the fringed cold water. I gave up after I had lost all of my hope. Allowing my body to be scummed into the dark depths. 

I had always loved the cold. I would lay in the cold snow for hours on end. Wearing a light blue sweatshirt that covered most of my small body. My sweatpants would always be covered by the baggy sweatshirt. My relatives thought I had gone completely and utterly insane. Except my older brother he would join me in my endless insanity. We where the two odd ones in the family besides my grandma. I was named North by my father who sadly passed away when I was seven. And that my friends this is where my story takes place a little bit before my fathers death.

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"They call us Freaks. They see us as freaks,.... But all I see is a broken soul....... A shattered heart..... And a shattered frame of mind."All Rights Reserved

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SERAPHIC BLISS by harshali1612

You used to love the fairytales , but it was the cold you were afraid of. Sharp cold shivers as you uncovered the cold body of little red riding hood's granny , sweeter trembles when the snow white awoke from the prince's kiss over her own pale and cold corpse . But by the high school prettier princesses walked among you .You saw the gulf between you and those perfect girls , and vowed to stop believing in the fairytales. But the stories were in you as deep as poison of the strongest kind. If prince charming was real , he would save you , but when you needed to be saved from the unfairness of the world would he come? Would he kiss the poison away ? would he save you from the high castle and your evil step mother ? Oh Rapunzel , if only he wasn't tangled in another mistress's limbs. There he was, you knight in shining armor. He saw YOU. And somewhere deep inside you, you knew it was too good to be true. But you let yourself swept after being let down your whole life , because he was the only strong enough to lift you. So now if you can live like this, say you love him, say thank you. Say, yes honey and get down on your knees and present your body for fucking. 'Kneel , darling. You were meant to be a damsel' they say What if you loved the feeling of Prince Charming's guts gushing blood on your hands? What if you finally had enough ? What if you found the light on the wrong side ? Yes, you were the damsel.....one meant to cause chaos and damage Welcome to the dark side of the fairytales (The sequel to nefarious bliss)

Black & White by ali_cher

A story, in which a typical teenage girl falls for the school's bad boy. Except, she's not that typical and he's not that much of a bad boy. *** "If I told you that I care about you, more than anyone in your life does, would you believe me?" He asked me, his jaw clenched. I could tell he was furious. Yet somehow, I wasn't scared of him. "No" I shook my head bravely. "If I told you,'' He tried again, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath before continuing.''That you make me so fucking mad, I want to punch a fucking wall. What would you say?" He had me trapped now, my back painfully colliding with the wall behind me. I gasped at the impact, looking up into his icy grey eyes. They were cold, emotionless. As always. "Do it!" I dared him with the last ounce of courage I had left in me. The sound of his fist smashing through the wall right next to my head, made my ears ring for a brief moment. I opened my mouth to speak again, shaking slightly, only for him to pull away and leave me standing there alone. ____ !!Warning!! This story contains strong language, mature scenes, alcohol and drug consumption, and sensitive topics like - eating disorders, bullying, mental health, etc. ___ HIGHEST RANKINGS: 1st in #ed, 1st in #badboysgirl, 8th in #victim, 9th in #rehabilitation, 13th in #youngadult

The legacy in her ruins by shinirahman

The smell of musk mixed with the smell of something exotic masked my every other senses. My feet was fixed on the floor while my whole body told me to run. My final instinct was of fight or flight. I prepared my body to be ready in a fighting stance, the final cry of war from a prey. He stood there, barely an inch away, staring at me with the most beautiful shade of green eyes I have ever seen. With my heart beating a million times, and with all the breath that he took away, I couldn't speak. This compromising position I was put in was completely foreign to me, but the demon in front of me was enjoying every bit of it. He tightened his grasp around my waist, pulling me closer to him. I hated myself for being unable to speak or move. We were standing too close to each other and his nose grazed my ears as he whispered, "My Izze... come with me. Away from all this." He gestured to the white pristine sequenced dress I was wearing. "You know dark looks better on you." He breathed into my ears. My breath was stuck in my throat that I almost felt like fainting. But unlike I thought the feeling wasn't due to my nervousness. No. It was because my heart was beating out of my chest and my capability to comprehend anything when he near me was zero to none. I simply wanted to abandon everything and be lured into a realm of demons and vampires.

Cold Water by adaline_meadows

[BWWM] I was only twelve years old when the world turned cold. The day my mom died in that car accident, I felt like someone had dumped a bucket of ice water over my heart. My dad, who had always been my hero, suddenly became a stranger, filled with rage and blame. He couldn't see that I was hurting, too; he only saw me as a reminder of his loss. The accusations cut deep. He said it was my fault for being there, for not doing something to save her. For being the reason she was in the car in the first place. In the years that followed, things only got worse. The abuse started gradually-a harsh word here, a shove there-but it escalated, leaving scars that I carried long after the physical pain faded. I was drowning in my own despair, struggling to keep my head above water while my father's anger raged like a storm around me. I only had a break from his anger when I started living with Aunt Dina-my mom's older sister. Well, that was because she found me nearly dead on my bed after I took a dozen pills. I was tired of living. I had hit rock bottom. The harsh whispers that followed me around and the stares at school. I pretended not to notice, like it didn't bother me. But it did. I was alone. Then came Athalia, a ray of sunshine cutting through my darkness. With her, I felt something I hadn't felt in years-happiness. She became my light through the darkness and my lifeline. ••••••••••• ● Warnings ⚠️ ~ Mention of suicide ~ Anxiety attacks ~ Rape attempt ~ Mention of self-harm ~ Depression

Love Misunderstood by SophieLeo03

I only ever met one man I'd call truly noble. He was a man who was misunderstood and worthy of the world, yet everyone saw him differently. That was until I saw his true colours. The more I caught his eye the more he noticed me. We would pass each other, I would always stare a little longer at his back, wondering his story. People used to move out of the hallways if they saw him approaching whereas people would come and talk to me. He kept to himself, I was never alone, he had no friends, I was friends with everyone, I never saw him talk to anyone I spoke to many. we were polar opposites. At least that's what I thought until that day in the library, that is where I will start this story. Everyone is different, I hate the word "different", I much prefer the word unique. Unique is the only way to describe him. This is not just a story about love, it is about helping two souls who act differently but are the same on the inside, it shows the messy parts that aren't shown in movies, the tragedy, and the comedy but most of all the sizzling romance between two broken people who became one. Who is this story about? Caden James. But this is not just his story, It is ours.

The Alpha King and the Slave by Cuddly_Food

**Warnig: Extremely Cliche!** I was known as a King, who didn't care. A King with a black heart, but I love you babe, and everytime I see you I just want to hold you in my arms and never let go because you're the girl that fills all the little dark places in my heart." He said in a husky voice. "You love me?" I ask. "Yes." "I love you so much Cole you don't understand." I said to him. "I do understand, you have the same effects on me as I do you." He said leaning in to lightly kiss me. Grabbing his hand, he lead me to the car. "You made me realize Cole," I said turning around to look at him. " I finally saw how I should be treated." When Anastasia was just 6 she was taken by her family, since then she has been beck and call for the alpha and his pack!But one day the alpha has to go to a meeting run by the king of the werewolf world bring Anastasia with him. Lots of things happen to Anastasia on this trip, she's lived with the devil for 11 years, can she open up to her mate?

Blood by ghostcore

Everything about him was mysterious. His eyes had a cold blue color that held many stories inside of them. They held dark hidden secrets that I wished to know about. I thought he was beautiful in his own dark mysterious way. Every time we shared a glance, I would feel a cold shiver running up my spine. I would rub my arms with my hands. I would take deep breaths as my eyes would pour into his. I would get nervous as he would watch me like if I was his prey. I was slowly falling for him. The boy that I thought was nothing but normal yet unique in his own way. I loved everything about him. He made me believe that he was perfect. We were perfect. In our small town there was a killer murdering for revenge. He killed for reasons. He named himself, Blood. After killing his victims, he would write a message on the wall with their blood. Never would I ever think that I would fall in love with a cold blooded killer. He said that I was his weakness. He said that he loved me. He was different with me. No matter what, I will always love him no matter what he did or who he was. His name was Elliot Evergreen.

The Beast's Kryptonite by Youreguiltypleasure

"Mine." His low growl of possession took my heart and the fate of my panties. They were soaked through with arousal. Damn it. I stroked his face as he sniffed the air. I prayed he couldn't smell my body's reaction to his. His hand slipped from my waist and traveled to the rip in my dress. "I can smell how much your body craves mine." My breath catches as his hand finds it home at the front of my panties. "Why don't you just submit yourself to me? Accept that you are mine and mine alone?" His hand was traveling lower, and he found my clit rubbing it through my underwear. I couldn't help but lean my head back and moan out at his skillful administration on my pussy."Moan, my name, my innocent mate. Tell everyone who is making you feel this pleasure."He had ripped my underwear off me and threw them across to hit another tree. He propped me up against the tree, causing me to hold onto his shoulders for support as his fingers took advantage of my spread legs, my dress completely exposing my pussy to him."Absolutely Ravishing." One of his thick fingers pumped its way into my hole, causing me to moan loudly into his ear. "Seth." ********* Seth Knight was not one for romance; everyone at Quillwood High School knew that. If you were a girl, you were in danger of being his next distraction. He would fuck a girl, the girl would fall in love, and he would leave. It was what had always happened. But there was a time before he had become a player. His old best friend, Belle Rivers, the innocent, sweet girl he had known since birth, kept the darkness at bay. Their mothers had been best friends since high school and conceived only months apart. They were destined to be. He was her protector, and she had kept him good, but when his dad died, the darkness crept into his heart, and the only one who could save him was forced to leave him. "Sample" (Mature scenes 18 +) {Highest rating # 29 in bestfriends ;) }

Saving The Broken by TheDevil1155

C̺͆O̺͆M̺͆P̺͆L̺͆E̺͆T̺͆E̺͆D̺͆ Started ~ February 13, 2021 Ended ~ April 3, 2021 ~ Re-write ~ May 28, 2021 End ~ August 18, 2021 *************** Disclaimer! This book might not make since at some points. This book does go a bit fast. There is NO HAPPY ENDING. *************** "Wait honey stop!" The lady yelled, but I wasn't gonna stop. I headed for the front door and before I could push it open I felt arms wrap around my waist "Stop" I kept thrashing in his arms "Come on stop, your gonna hurt yourself more" I didn't listen I just kept trying "Keep her arm as still as you can!" Someone yelled and I felt hands grab my right arm and then something prick my skin "Just stop!" Slowly I collapsed in their arms and my eyes shut. Not how this was meant to happen

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SERAPHIC BLISS

You used to love the fairytales , but it was the cold you were afraid of. Sharp cold shivers as you uncovered the cold body of little red riding hood's granny , sweeter trembles when the snow white awoke from the prince's kiss over her own pale and cold corpse . But by the high school prettier princesses walked among you .You saw the gulf between you and those perfect girls , and vowed to stop believing in the fairytales. But the stories were in you as deep as poison of the strongest kind. If prince charming was real , he would save you , but when you needed to be saved from the unfairness of the world would he come? Would he kiss the poison away ? would he save you from the high castle and your evil step mother ? Oh Rapunzel , if only he wasn't tangled in another mistress's limbs. There he was, you knight in shining armor. He saw YOU. And somewhere deep inside you, you knew it was too good to be true. But you let yourself swept after being let down your whole life , because he was the only strong enough to lift you. So now if you can live like this, say you love him, say thank you. Say, yes honey and get down on your knees and present your body for fucking. 'Kneel , darling. You were meant to be a damsel' they say What if you loved the feeling of Prince Charming's guts gushing blood on your hands? What if you finally had enough ? What if you found the light on the wrong side ? Yes, you were the damsel.....one meant to cause chaos and damage Welcome to the dark side of the fairytales (The sequel to nefarious bliss)