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My Special Ways: Flashbacks

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Parts 10
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Reads 34
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Parts 10
Time 11m

Mature

The sheet flew along with my pace. I came about a clothing room on the other side of the building. I walked up to the wardrobe lying aside the wall. A red dress and Keds lay on the inside. I slipped the clothing on, and I looked into a mirror. Melanie River, the girl who was burned at the stake, is back!All Rights Reserved

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Bite marks by bex101118

I struggled and lashed out at him hoping to cause some, any damage at all that might allow me to escape, instead his grip tightened and a whimper escaped without my consent. His touch burned, or at least I imagined it burning, sizzling my skin until it was burnt to a crisp. He clawed down the back of my dress, shredding the lace fabric to bits as if it was paper, it floated to the ground like confetti, I looked at it in disgust, as if it was celebrating my exposure. The cold air of the store room nipped at my bare back, contrasting between the burning fire his touch inflicted. I felt sick. He was now shoving himself closer to me until it was impossible for me to move. I could hardly even breath. I was seeing red and I couldn't even do anything. I felt so helpless. Tears welled up in my eyes and they threatened to spill. I shut them tight wishing I had just stayed at home. Suddenly the pressure released. I could breath. Once again I was shocked and didn't know what was happening until I opened my eyes and saw the rogue getting up and looking to my right. I hadn't even noticed the large figure standing protectively next to me and so I was staggering away from him too. Power radiated from him making me feel safe and scared at the same time.

DARK HORSE: REDEMPTION by TheQueen_of_Saba

Tasnim entered the room with a gentle 'Salam', but the silence was deafening. The pungent smell of cigar smoke assaulted her nostrils, making her wrinkle her nose in distaste. Where was it coming from? She hesitated, tempted to retreat to the kitchen, but the open balcony door drew her attention. Curiosity propelled her forward. She approached the door, intending to close it, assuming the smell originated from outside. But what she saw froze her in place. Her gaze locked onto the scene before her, confusion etched on her face. Disbelief clouded her mind, thoughts racing in disjointed fragments. What is happening? When? Why? How? The questions swirled, refusing to merge into a rational thought. Tasnim's eyes remained fixed, her body immobile, as if time itself had paused.

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Music to my Heart by taylormacuci

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Lost Until You Found Me by _NashiDragneel_

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Escaping This Ivy Nightmare by dorkiestduo

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Bite marks

I struggled and lashed out at him hoping to cause some, any damage at all that might allow me to escape, instead his grip tightened and a whimper escaped without my consent. His touch burned, or at least I imagined it burning, sizzling my skin until it was burnt to a crisp. He clawed down the back of my dress, shredding the lace fabric to bits as if it was paper, it floated to the ground like confetti, I looked at it in disgust, as if it was celebrating my exposure. The cold air of the store room nipped at my bare back, contrasting between the burning fire his touch inflicted. I felt sick. He was now shoving himself closer to me until it was impossible for me to move. I could hardly even breath. I was seeing red and I couldn't even do anything. I felt so helpless. Tears welled up in my eyes and they threatened to spill. I shut them tight wishing I had just stayed at home. Suddenly the pressure released. I could breath. Once again I was shocked and didn't know what was happening until I opened my eyes and saw the rogue getting up and looking to my right. I hadn't even noticed the large figure standing protectively next to me and so I was staggering away from him too. Power radiated from him making me feel safe and scared at the same time.