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Most of them fear her... scratch that they all do except for one. She can make you shed tears. She makes you see all of your fears. He is different ... his emotions are blind or she thinks his are... or are her's? She can never love... or could she?
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Sick Love
𝑰 𝒓𝒂𝒏 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆. 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒚 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆, 𝒎𝒚 𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒚, 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒓. 𝑰 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝑰'𝒅 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒂 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒉 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒆? 𝑭𝒂𝒕𝒆'𝒔 𝒂 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒅. 𝑰 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝑰 𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒅, 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒑 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒚 𝒏𝒆𝒙𝒕 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆. 𝑨 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒄𝒆. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆, 𝑰 𝒘𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒉.
homicidal Liu x reader(Currently updating errors)
(WARNING A LOT OF MISSPELLING AND GRAMMER)) Your father and brother died in a shooting attack. Your mother tried making you happy but it was no use. You got bullied in school but don't really care. You suffer depression. When your mom found out she felt bad. Knowing that her help was nothing. So she killed herself.Police blamed you for her death. when you ran away. You met someone who will change your life. Forever.Concluída
When The Puppet Falls For The Puppeteer
Freedom. The state of not being held prisoner, not being controlled. At least, that's what the dictionary says. But to her, freedom was only a dream. The only thing she had ever wanted-just a day, just a breath outside the cage. Yet her strings were always pulled by someone else, and no matter how she fought, escape never came. Maybe that's what happens when you're trapped too long. You forget what freedom feels like. You stop craving the sky and start clinging to the bars. She was just a normal girl with normal dreams. Graduate high school. Leave this godforsaken town. Go to college. Build a life. A job, a marriage, children. Simple, ordinary dreams. But he-he was anything but ordinary. Not a boy scarred by life, not a victim molded by grief. No tragic story to explain him away. He was the darkness. And he had already decided. She wasn't going anywhere. Excerpt - "You really thought you could outrun me?" he asked sitting in, quite. Dangerous. "I have to leave!" I shouted, voice cracking "I can't breathe here anymore !" "You will breathe when I allow it" His words froze the blood in my body
Mila's Side | A MiSide Story
Different from every other one, and alone for such a long time. Reading the same books and novels and playing the same games, with no one else by her side. That is what Mila endured, yet what she tries to not draw attention to. But eventually, a player arrives at last to break the excruciating cycle of her loneliness. What does he want to do the moment he arrives? Leave. Just like every other player that had come before him. But there is no exit. There is no clear way out, and the clock is ticking. How will the player fare, trapped in this strange world, by Mila's side? How will she fare?
The Blackthorn Syndicate
I can't pinpoint the exact moment when I knew my fixation had turned into an obsession. All I knew was, I was never going to let her go. I might have taken her as collateral, to make sure her father did exactly what I wanted but things had changed. She was mine now.
Broken By Mafia
He wasn't always like this... was he? Was it a specific moment that led to where we are today? Was I too blind to see through his façade? Was I blind enough to overlook his sociopathic, sadistic tendencies? No answers, I have no answers. But it doesn't matter anymore. Neither of us are the same people we once were. It's too late for him and I. We can't turn around from the grave sins we've committed. He's the monster I loved once but now, he's the spawn of Satan himself. I was once the girl he supposedly loved but now... I'm just an object of his torments. "You really think you'll be able to leave me?" The sinister look in his eyes keep me alert. "No," I answer truthfully as the blood dripping down my skirt. "You will keep me alive till my heart bleeds for you. Until you break me completely and that's when I'll take my last breath that takes me away from the man who created hell on earth for me; and that's when I'll leave you, forever."Concluída
𝑰 𝒓𝒂𝒏 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆. 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒚 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆, 𝒎𝒚 𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒚, 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒓. 𝑰 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝑰'𝒅 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒂 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒉 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒆? 𝑭𝒂𝒕𝒆'𝒔 𝒂 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒅. 𝑰 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝑰 𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒅, 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒑 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒚 𝒏𝒆𝒙𝒕 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆. 𝑨 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒄𝒆. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆, 𝑰 𝒘𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒉.
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