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Atticus

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Time 52m

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He knew me from the moment I stepped through the broken window.

Studying me. 

Watching me. 

Changing me.

I was unaware of him at first; my life was too out of control to notice. The constant moving and lack of money after Mom divorced Dad was turning her into a different person. All she did was drink and she was now this angry person I didn't want to know. 

But once I stepped through the window inside that house, I could feel the peace surrounding me. Hugging my body as if it had arms. Protecting me. Loving me. It was like the house knew what I craved and it felt too good to question any of it. So I went back, day after day. I hungrily guzzled up the euphoria like a raging alcoholic, reaching for another drink. 

Just like my mother.All Rights Reserved

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Don't Forget Me In The Morning by BandsOrBust

When I was little, I was never healthy for a full day. When I would go to school, I would carry around an oxygen tank so that I could breathe properly. There was once where I had come close to death. At that time, my mother and father promised me that they wouldn't ever leave me. That is, until someone came in an murdered them while I was at school. When I was dropped off from the bus stop, I automatically knew something was wrong because my mother would always wait for me. When she wasn't there, I began to get worried. 'Had she forgotten?' Was the first thing I thought as I walked up the stairs and into my house. 'Mama? Papa?' I questioned walking into their room. As I made the first step in, I heard squishing under my feet as if the carpet was wet.

The Bad Boy Is Obsessed With Me ✔️ by DreamcatcherItis

"Go, I don't want to make you hate me for what I did." he says softly as a tear of drop dipped from his eyes. "What are you talking about?" I approached him. "Don't you know, it's fucking clear that you will not choose me." he sadly smiles. "Are you sure about that?" I ask him and turned him to face me. His eyes were now red by now. I hate seeing him like this. "Because, it's pretty clear that I have chosen you, bad boy...." I whisper with a smile.... --------- She has the ability to love. He doesn't. She wants the adventure. He wants to love. She is shy, beautiful, naive and new to everything that was going to begin in her life. But, He is the bad boy. What happens when these two collide with each other and then came to know that they are the only one who can help each other with their problems?? "He becomes possessive and obsessed with her but that is the first thing that scares her about everyone" Join them in their sweet, funny and possessive love story where everything is about to reveal.... Started on:- 8 April 2018 Completed on:- 30 April 2019 HIGHEST RANKING~ #1 in Obsessed(26 July 2018) HIGHEST RANKING~#6 in Hotboys(17 July 2018) Achievements:- #103 in teen fiction-28 July 2018 #90 in teen fiction-10 August 2018 #72 in teen fiction- 14 August 2018 #55 in teen fiction- 16 August 2018 #37 in teen fiction- 7 April 2019 WARNING:-This is going to be a clichè story!

The Deadman ✔ by whoscountinganyway

DIABOLIC SERIES 3 All my life I've lost my breath. It would happen over the simplest things, if I stretched too high to catch a ball, lifted something for too long, if I sneezed, if I talked. Other times I would loose my breath because I had a panic attack, or was yelling or being yelled at, if I was exerting myself on a physical level. Having the wind knocked out of me is a familiar feeling. But I didn't truly know what it felt like to loose the air in my lungs, loose the feeling that has kept my alive my entire life. I didn't loose it when I fell in love, I didn't loose it when I found out one drunken night with the girl I love would mean a baby, I didn't loose it when I found out that I'd actually be a father. No, I lost that when she told me that she doesn't love me. When she spit in my face how much she can't stand me, how I've ruined her life, that she doesn't want me in any aspect. I'm not her 'type' whatever that means, seeing as she quite willingly had sex with me. Her saying this made this ugly, lonely and depressing thought hit my diaphragm. Violet Thompson is carrying my child. And she despises me for it. The way I came to this conclusion was simple, Nonnie- -that's what I call her, since her middle name's Noel and I wanted something to call her that if I shouted it in the middle of a crowd, only she would turn to and know it's me- -told me that all she wants is someone there. A father for her baby, a physical presence. Not a mind, personality. Not a person. A body. A shell. I've been a dead man walking. And I was that shell, was just a body... until I found him.

Delirium: Crash & Burn by MaggieRugadza

" What's your name?" a deep gentle voice elevated above my head, like the voice of God. I looked up and met a pair of piercing blue eyes. He smiled, a small sexy grin, exposing his perfect teeth, his cheeks dipped inwards revealing small caves of dimples. His skin was tan and dusted lightly with freckles, his hair was dark and effortlessly messy as if he had just gotten out of bed. He too had a series of tattoos on his forearms, none of them connected, each tattoo separate. I couldn't help my eyes from roaming. He was strikingly handsome. •❅──────✧❅✦❅✧──────❅• A dark twist on a classic teen fiction. A story written through four very different perspectives. A world full of bad boys, parties, drugs, and lies. But it's more than the typical teen story. In this dark teen fiction each character has a complex and serious back story and each character has to overcome the lies, love, lust, and trauma that they face. A story about experiencing first times, overcoming hard times and finding your true self in due time. DISCLAIMER: This story includes themes of suicide, terrorism, drugs, and sex- Please read with that in mind. Note: This version on Wattpad is unedited and the first draft- I am currently doing the second and then I will do the third draft of this book. Hopefully one day it will be published- THIS IS NOT THE FINAL FINISHED BOOK.

★ ʙᴏᴜɴᴅᴀʀɪᴇs ʙʀᴏᴋᴇɴ ★ by Lexinator04

ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʀᴜᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ? ᴄᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜ sᴏʟᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍʏsᴛᴇʀʏ? Murder... The word that people despised. It brought not only loss but stands for death. One of the many things that scares humans; as their was really no way to control it... One of the many things that changed her life forever. ~ "Please don't leave me." I pleaded, looking down at my my limp mother. Her blood went around us, staining the floor. This is all my fault... If only I had locked the door that night. The intruders words rang through my head, over and over again; like a broken record. "This is all your fault." My father spit. Breaking anything in his path. That day the old him was gone, never to return. The nightmare of this day would haunt me in my sleep; as my life was never the same. Life was unfair, the world is a horrible place. It was like everything came crashing down at one moment. The only person I had left after that was my best friend... We slowly grew apart as he didn't know what went on behind the doors of my house. Years passed, as the day still made my life worse. Not having the money to move I was still stuck in the same house... By the same river. Soon anouther murrder happened, the same way as... My mother's. Suspicions spread though the small town. A twenty minute ride to there. I would live in town to if I had the money. That day when the decective came to the door; it was just fate. As I didn't know it then... But, he would save me. It... Was just something about the way he looked at me; that made my heart go a mile a minute. (ᴀʟʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs 3,000 ᴡᴏʀᴅs ʟᴏɴɢ ᴀᴛ ʟᴇᴀsᴛ... ɴᴏ ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀs ɴᴏᴛᴇs, ʙᴀsᴇᴅ ᴏɴ sᴏᴍᴇ ᴛʀᴜᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛs. ©® ʟᴇxɪɴᴀᴛᴏʀ04)

UNDER HIS CONTROL by Misiz_remy

"It's funny how a small, foolish belief can either bloom into something that brightens your life... or destroy it entirely. That's exactly what happened to me- the boy who everyone looked at as if he were bad luck, a curse, a sin that should've never existed in this already damned world. But what happens when you start believing it yourself? When you're forced to witness the terrifying sight of a corpse in the pitch- black darkness? It didn't end there. Because of that so-called bad luck... I met you. You became my bad luck. You became my eternal curse. ⚠️Content warning: This story explores dark and sensitive themes. Please note that these elements do not reflect my personal beliefs or values, and nothing here is meant to romanticise toxic or harmful behaviour. If such topics make you uncomfortable, I sincerely recommend not reading it. And also, This is my very first book, and English is not my first language. There might be some grammar or spelling mistakes here and there, so if you notice anything feel free to let me know! I'd be more than happy to fix them and improve. 💕 Thank you for giving this story a chance - your support means the world to me! ✨ New chapter every Saturday🫶🏼

Running from His Claim (Beauty and the Beast #2) by MissChi26

"I wish to ask you something." It took me a moment to make Warren out. He sat watching me. I sat up, still a little drowsy. "Shoot." He was instantly concerned. "What's the matter?" Oh, he took it to mean that. "No, I mean go ahead, ask me." "Oh. Would you forgive me any fault?" "What, you planning on killing Kyle?" He chuckled throatily, and I fell in love with the sound all over again. "Please be serious." "You know I would." He tipped my face up and his eyes bore into mine as if he was trying to read my very soul. "Any fault, Belle?" "Anything..." I affirmed, then teased, "except Prague." He rolled his eyes and sat back. "Tonight I watch over the forest. May I escort you home?" "Yeah, sure." I turned to pack up. Warren turned me back to him, slipped both hands into my hair possessively. And then his lips were on mine.

Everything Changes by Upallnight19

Aria had a simple life, she had her friends, her brother, and her parents. At the time she thought life couldn't get any better; minus the guy she was in love with was having a hard time noticing she's the one. But when tragedy strikes, she doesn't know how to deal with it. Losing someone close to her and the guilt that eats away at her heart. How do you deal with it? The life she had known was gone. The pain feels like drowning. Though putting your life together is hard when you keep finding out people aren't who they say they are. Who could possibly help her keep her head above water? Someone she least expected? Could he be the one to save her, before it all becomes too much? Ryder didn't leave much falsehood to rumors. A complete playboy. He didn't have much he cared about in life anymore, at least, other than his friends. They were the only ones who knew his dark secrets, the mystery that hid in his eyes. That's the way he liked it, usually keeping to himself, not giving a shit what anyone thought about him. When Aria walks in his life, things get shaken up. Now, life starts getting a little more interesting.

Boo, Inc. by MBlack9898

Welcome to Boo, Inc....Have you ever created a prosthetic head so convincing that you could chop it off in an Insta Live Stream, gaining a thousand followers overnight and a call to the cops? Have you ever dressed up as monsters to scare the living daylights out of a cheating boyfriend, all for a hundred dollars and a flood of social media hits? Have you ever stabbed someone to death for fun and dumped their body in the LA river? It all started with two kids named Boo. Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Boo-Z, short for Boo Alice Zook, but you can call me Boozy. High school in Cali was a wild ride, going from being a hotshot macro-influencer dancing in the streets to living in a wheelchair after a brutal hit and run. But my sexy-psycho-quasi-boyfriend, Boo Alexander, isn't ready to let me leave the industry just yet. Something's not quite right in my head, but Boo always has a solution for me. A caffeine cleanse, a line of coke, shots of apple cider vinegar with herbal tea - anything to keep my mind focused. I've basically hit the Sadomasochistic Jackpot. If I take a spin around the block in my wheelchair and down a six-pack, my passion for killing will reignite. Especially now that we're getting paid for it. Content warning: this story references themes that readers might find triggering, including drug use and sexual assault.

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Don't Forget Me In The Morning

When I was little, I was never healthy for a full day. When I would go to school, I would carry around an oxygen tank so that I could breathe properly. There was once where I had come close to death. At that time, my mother and father promised me that they wouldn't ever leave me. That is, until someone came in an murdered them while I was at school. When I was dropped off from the bus stop, I automatically knew something was wrong because my mother would always wait for me. When she wasn't there, I began to get worried. 'Had she forgotten?' Was the first thing I thought as I walked up the stairs and into my house. 'Mama? Papa?' I questioned walking into their room. As I made the first step in, I heard squishing under my feet as if the carpet was wet.