Painted Red
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I should rewrite it January
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I try to forget
I try to forget that I haven't killed innocents.
I try to forget that it was all of my fault and not hers.
I try, but I fail
And every night I groan in pain as she comes out, they think she's the monster.
But really.
It's me
I've painted the words out in red.
Everything I've ever done is
Painted Red
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"Maya Larson has been missing for years and now she shows up?"
"Don't forget to mention she shows up when hundreds of people have gone missing."
"Oh yeah and that she's covered in scars but doesn't remember anything."
"Alright agents, sounds like we have ourselves a tough case, but I'm determined to crack it."
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Repercussion (ORIGINAL DRAFT)
Formerly known as "The Woman They Called Alpha." NOTICE: This story has been completely rewritten. This is the original story, you can find the rewritten slightly less cringey rewrite on my profile. "I, Jacob Hospice, reject you, Hyria Grace, as my mate." 13 words, 12 spaces, 53 letters, and 1 broken heart. Hi, my name is Hyria Grace and this is the story of how I became one of the most feared, strongest, revered, cruelest, and ruthless Alphas in the world. She was an orphan. She was rejected. She was a White Wolf. She was the Omega. Hyria Grace He was a player. He broke himself. He was a Black Wolf. He was the Alpha. Jacob Hospice. Mates. Exes. Allies. Enemies. Mended. Broken. Love. Hate. When two complete opposites find out that they're mates, Jacob just rejects her. Just because she, and I quote, "wasn't strong enough." Then, Hyria runs away only to become the Alpha of one of the most ruthless packs in the world. She slowly begins to become numb, lose compassion and empathy for living beings, and becomes a ruthless leader with a grudge to reason with. And after six years, (making Hyria 21) and after Jacob had become alpha. Jacob had summoned Hyria and her pack to help with an out of hand rouge problem. Sparks fly and former mates meet. Oh, god, both packs are fucked. Will Hyria forgive Jacob? And will Jacob break down Hyria's walls? Most importantly, will Jacob ever be able to keep Hyria as his? Especially when she apparently has a new man in her life who claims to be her second chance mate? All rights reserved. I own everything except the pictures and base of the cover. #925 in WEREWOLF 8/7/17 #917 in WEREWOLF 8/11/17 #890 in WEREWOLF 8/12/17 #869 in WEREWOLF 8/15/17 #849 in WEREWOLF 8/16/17 #498 in WEREWOLF 8/20/17 #445 in WEREWOLF 9/14/17 #393 in WEREWOLF 9/15/17 #251 in WEREWOLF 9/16/17 #246 in WEREWOLF 9/17/17 #222 in WEREWOLF 9/26/17 #202 in WEREWOLF 9/27/17 #128 in WEREWOLF 9/28/17Kumpleto
Super?
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The Other Side
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Moving In
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That night...✓
"So?" He looked confused. "She's y- your-" I gulped. "My what Aurora?!" He exclaimed angrily. I jumped. "Don't raise your voice at me! She's your daughter! The one night stand created her!" I yelled but not loud enough for any one else to hear. "What the-" he paused and looked at Ivory. I watched him silently. He turned to me again. "Would you say something?" I asked getting nervous. "What do you want me to fucking say?" He asked. "I don't know....." I trailed off. Humans make mistakes..... right? Yes, so therefore three people made mistakes that night. Logan made the first mistake. He cheated on Aurora. Aurora made the next mistake. She drank to forget the mistake Logan made. Ethan, the school's bad boy made the last mistake. He slept with Aurora without a condom. You know what that means yea? You're right, a baby comes. Ivory comes. (Baby gender revealed 😑) Aurora didn't tell the bad boy she was pregnant for him. But now she has the baby and she has to tell him right? I mean it's the only sane thing to do DNA is one of the solutions of course but not when the child looks exactly like Ethan. 😉. The bad boy is obviously not the most sociable person so it wasn't easy of course. For heaven's sake he doesn't even know this girl. But y'all agree that it's not easy to remember a one night stand when you've had many? Well....he remembered actually. Let's get into the story peeps!!!! See you there 😊Kumpleto
Cross My Heart & Hope To Die (GO READ THE REWRITE)
Go read the rewrite instead!! It's better!!! - You work as an assasian, killing horrible people. It pays well, and it's SUPER fun. Though, one night, you get interupted while with an important target by someone oddly familar... You need to keep your cover and find out who that boy was... ☾︎ ☔︎✯✰✯✰✯✰✯✰✯✰✯✰✯☔︎ ☽︎ ❤︎Notes❤︎ : ❥︎The art isn't mine (if you know who made it tell me and I'll credit them) ❥︎Constructive Critism is always welcome on this story!!! ❥︎Requests or Ideas are welcome ❥︎Please don't leave any hateful/offensive comments (:Kumpleto
Unintentional Passion
Geovanni Have you ever gotten that feeling that somebody was watching you? And that person who was watching you wasn't normal. I have felt that way all of my life; but then again I felt as if I went missing nobody would even notice or care I was gone. I am 23 and just graduated from college. I was there an extra year because I had to take care of my family. I had to transfer back into the city and pick up the extra work because my mom died, and my dad became addicted to anything that would numb his pain. My little sister and brother would be lost without me here. But now I could care less. A cold breeze blew through my window waking me up from my thoughts. I looked over in the corner and saw that nothing was there. It was odd because I felt like someone well more like something was there. It had to be my imagination getting the best of me. I laid back in my bed and closed my eyes. Then all of a sudden I got the feeling I wasn't alone. But the really strange thing is that even if there was someone in here with me I felt safe. Jordan. I watched her as she slept. In fact I have been watching her since she was born. I have waited half a century to find that one person. I think I have finally settled on her. She was my choice. I know. After being in as many relationships as I have you know things. I felt my fangs tingle. Her blood smelled so sweet. Her heartbeat was steady and strong. I took my tongue and ran it across my fang. The temptation to indulge in her red liquid was far too strong. I let out a low growl and jumped out her window. I was ready for a hunt. "Did you see her Jordan?" "Yes, and tomorrow night you will turn her," "Why do I have to turn her?" "Ezra, you know once you turn them, they hate you," "I didn't hate pops," "You wanted to join though," "True, but first see if she wants to be turn before you jump to conclusions," I nodded my head, before me and Ezra took off to find some fresh blood for the night.
The experiment.
They used my vulnerability against me. They used that weapon, to make me accept their stupid idea. And I of course, accepted it, I didn't even know what they were going to do. They tugged and poked and even shoved their disgusting finger in your wound, just to see you cry. To see you change. No pitty in their eyes. They just continue. They drag you around with metal chains, hit you and turn you into a experiment. But I had enough of the tugging, the clawing, the moaning, the crying and pleading for them to stop, but simply feeding them with our pain. They turned me into something, that neither do they know what I am. Their afraid of me, of my reflexes, my strength. I killed a lot of them. They say I have a cold heart, that I don't feel nothing. That's why they call me: Death -----------------------------------------************************************--------------------------------------------- Death. A teen girl, pitch black hair, black eyes, white skin. Her height is 5'8. People are scared of her, not just because of her strength but because of they way she kills. She lived in this hell hole, where they take her to rooms. Examine. Fight. She knows she won't be able to entertain them for long. She decides to run. Soul. Brown hair as mud, blue eyes as the sky. Hight 6'2. Tanned and toned body. Death's best friend in the hell hole they're in, he's as cold as she is. But shows a bit of sympathy. Well... More than her at least. He's been there for her, ever since she entered this place of crap. They're the two most feared. As some people say, they're a perfect couple. Killing. Fighting. Cold hearted creatures. Also known as D and S. Why? That's what your going to find out, joining this adventure with D and S.Kumpleto
Forgotten Memory (Editing)
Forgetting something you know you're supposed to remember is very annoying, but what happens if that something or someone is important. Like let's say you forgot the guy your head of heels for and the supposed to be best friend that is apparently some psychopath trying to kill you. Oh and your living with the thought that the person you're supposed to be in love with is just a forgotten burnt memory which is tearing him apart to. It sucks severely because I can't even remember the damn day or my mother. I've lost everything I knew and loved. Let me start over. My name is Page and this is how I lost my memory and part of my life... What happens when hate and lies mix? Well let's just say things get dirtied red. (Is getting rewritten but feel free to read)Kumpleto
Tell Me It's Forever
"Hey," I get her attention as I sit closer to her. "We're doing everything we can to find this mob okay? You'll be out of this situation in no time." "And what if something bad happens," she looks at me wide eyed with those beautiful eyes of hers. Can never forget the colour. Hazel with little bits of green inside them. "Nothing bad will happen." "But something bad always happens to me. I have such a bad feeling about all this and my gut never lies to me," her voice cracks at the end. "It's life and death. Nothing ever good comes out of that." A lone tear slides down her cheek and she shuts both her eyes tightly, her palms squeezing the fuck out of her thighs. I quickly grab one of them so she can stop hurting herself and put pressure on my palm instead. "I need you to stop crying and go rest now. I think that would be best for you." "But..." "No buts. I know you're a strong independent woman that really needs to solve this and find out what's going on but stop okay? I'll take care of it." "Pinky swear?" She sniffs as she holds out her little finger and I find myself smiling at her. "Of course." I wrap my finger with hers. What happened next really surprised me. *** Liya Abrechtt, a popular girl at college, starting her career, straight A student, everyone loves her, her life is practically normal. Until it isn't. When her father gets his hands dirty in business, Liya later finds out that there's a gang hunting her down and out for blood due to her father's mistakes. She's the key aspect that they want and they'll do anything to have her. Lysander Arden, boss of the undercover team, working behalf of federal agents. He has one job and that is to protect her. Him and his team have been assigned to keeping the billionaires daughter safe from harms way. It shouldn't be too hard right? That is, until the agent himself completely falls for her and complications meet their way... *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes
Formerly known as "The Woman They Called Alpha." NOTICE: This story has been completely rewritten. This is the original story, you can find the rewritten slightly less cringey rewrite on my profile. "I, Jacob Hospice, reject you, Hyria Grace, as my mate." 13 words, 12 spaces, 53 letters, and 1 broken heart. Hi, my name is Hyria Grace and this is the story of how I became one of the most feared, strongest, revered, cruelest, and ruthless Alphas in the world. She was an orphan. She was rejected. She was a White Wolf. She was the Omega. Hyria Grace He was a player. He broke himself. He was a Black Wolf. He was the Alpha. Jacob Hospice. Mates. Exes. Allies. Enemies. Mended. Broken. Love. Hate. When two complete opposites find out that they're mates, Jacob just rejects her. Just because she, and I quote, "wasn't strong enough." Then, Hyria runs away only to become the Alpha of one of the most ruthless packs in the world. She slowly begins to become numb, lose compassion and empathy for living beings, and becomes a ruthless leader with a grudge to reason with. And after six years, (making Hyria 21) and after Jacob had become alpha. Jacob had summoned Hyria and her pack to help with an out of hand rouge problem. Sparks fly and former mates meet. Oh, god, both packs are fucked. Will Hyria forgive Jacob? And will Jacob break down Hyria's walls? Most importantly, will Jacob ever be able to keep Hyria as his? Especially when she apparently has a new man in her life who claims to be her second chance mate? All rights reserved. I own everything except the pictures and base of the cover. #925 in WEREWOLF 8/7/17 #917 in WEREWOLF 8/11/17 #890 in WEREWOLF 8/12/17 #869 in WEREWOLF 8/15/17 #849 in WEREWOLF 8/16/17 #498 in WEREWOLF 8/20/17 #445 in WEREWOLF 9/14/17 #393 in WEREWOLF 9/15/17 #251 in WEREWOLF 9/16/17 #246 in WEREWOLF 9/17/17 #222 in WEREWOLF 9/26/17 #202 in WEREWOLF 9/27/17 #128 in WEREWOLF 9/28/17
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