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Electric_Revenge

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'Alright ladies and gentleman, this is a robbery and if you want to make it out alive I suggest you get against that wall right fucking now!'

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I've got ADHD, problems socializing AND anger issues.
Why did I have to get caught up in this?

I was supposed to be giving my friend her cup of coffee then going to a day at my college campus.

I'm meant to be a doctor, not a hostage.

I'm meant to fall in love, have kids, a career, all that stuff.

I wanted to believe that there was someone for everyone but in a planet, in this town with so many people what was the changes you actually meet that person?

One in a million.All Rights Reserved

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The Handsome three ( COMPLETED) by ceblack

"Hey! She already said she was sorry. What more do you want?!" I screamed loudly in his face. His face turned from angry to shocked. No one had ever yelled at him that way at school before. He narrowed his eyes at me."She ruined a very expensive shirt so she needs to be punished for it," he responded, his green eyes lit with hate and anger. "So?! You probably have a million other shirts just like it. You spoiled rich boys have no respect for others. You think you're better than everyone else. Well, let me tell you, you are the worst of the worst." I said. I couldn't believe what I had just said. I realized I had given myself a death sentence as the words flew out my mouth. Duke was quiet for a few moments then he finally replied. "You better watch what you say girly," he said as he brushed past my shoulder. His two buddies following him from behind. I couldn't believe what I just did. It felt so invigorating. I felt as though I had an adrenalin rush. I knew that this feeling would not last for long though because I just gave the H3 a new target. Me. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Rosette just wanted to have a nice and quiet high school life, however, high school life at Highland High Private school is anything but nice and quiet. Rosette was able to go to this school because she received a scholarship however, the school is run by three rich boys named the H3 (Handsome three). They go around just bullying everybody and anybody who makes them mad. What is worse is when a person is targeted at the school the whole school bully's them as well. One day Rosette decided it was enough and confronted Duke, the leader of the H3. After that, her whole life began to change.

Everyones Obsessed* by Cie1_5

The past carries an unjust history. Immoral actions mark the present. The future holds untold consequences. Bad things happen to good people, and good people do bad things. | | || ||| ||||| |||||||| ||||||||||||| You, of all people, should understand the obsession. Whether it's the endless hours lost to a screen, the compulsion to scroll through forums, the need for that next high, the haunting grip of past trauma, the fixation on someone unattainable, the pursuit of a fleeting feeling, or even the inexplicable attachment to something as simple as frogs-obsession has woven itself into every corner of your life. •__ •_ •• •_• •_• • •••• / ••_ • •_• I have done terrible things because I let obsession take over me. It wasn't always that way. It started as a lie; it became true one day. I told myself I was in control and could stop anytime, but I only lied to myself. I was powerless. I never wanted to hurt anyone; I hurt him and myself. Now, I'm left with the wreckage of my choices. I wonder if there's any way to get things back to how they were before. Xgbs bqf zpv patfttfc xisg? To us, they are just another random person: the letters carved on the table, the artist of old graffiti, the person who also walked into the restroom, the reason the trash is full, or the garbage thrower on the side of the streets. But to them, they're the main fucking character in their own story, and each mark, item, digital trace, and photo they have makes a fragment of their existence. We may never know their face or name, but the traces they left remind us that everyone's lives intersect, creating a vast web of connections; unnoticed or not, they are never truly invisible. Dy32Al43Dy44|Dy11Al99Dy33|Dy44Dy87Dy22|Dy01Dy87|Dy87Al11Dy01Dy33Dy01Dy01Dy33Al21|Dy32Dy55Al01Al43|Dy21Al99Dy11Dy21Dy65Dy55Al77Dy43|Dy21Dy87Al21Dy33Dy01/

The billionaires Florist by neverance11

Starr wasn't impressed by his wealth or his ego,after her ex she just wanted to be left alone in the quiet life she'd grown used to. To everyone else she was the perfect happy but stubborn girl, but on the inside she was a broken trampled rose. Lucien had everything he wanted Girls money fame. He was the CEO of Kings enterprise, one of the biggest companies from around the world. It gained him billions of dollars , what else could he ever want other then money? But when his steel eyes meet a pair of brown ones on the street , he need to know who they belonged to. He though his attraction to her was just curiosity, that he only wanted to know more about the mysterious girl who owned the flower shop. But it turns out it was a hole fuck load more. ///////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• "What do you want"I say as he opens the door. Stepping inside and locking it "You really should show me more respect "he smiles as he stalks towards me, he was a predator in every way. "Why"I whiser my hands out before me as my back hit the wall my confidence being replaced with fear of reliving a nightmare. His arm smash into the wall behind me, anxiety filling the pit in my stomach so I flinch "Because I can ruin you..."he whispers , his breath hitting my neck and ear. This wasn't like the man from a few nights ago tho , this was more meaningful. "It's already been done"I whisper shakily but I regret my statement as he looks me dead in the eyes, my mind wandering everywhere I keep thinking what am I doing? His eyes turn cold as he looks at me , his eyes switching mine to my lips. "Who"he whispered before kissing my waiting lips , my hands at first trying to push him away but eventually fall victim onto his chest. ---------------------- Book 1

His Surrogate || COMPLETED [EDITED] by Derachi20

Have you ever been in a situation where a one night stand mistake changes your entire life? *** "And what if I remember you or what happened that very day, that doesn't prove I'm responsible for that life growing inside you." He said, glaring down at me. I seriously can't believe this punk! "Are you trying to say I'm some slut?" "I don't know, you tell me." He said, still glaring down at me. I felt my rage rushing into my head, blocking my sense of reasoning at this moment. "You really have some nerve to refer to me as some slut, but no matter how hard you try to put or twist it to your story. It still doesn't change the fact and truth of this situation. You are responsible for this baby!" I yelled in anger. I saw a surprise look flash through his face, but he immediately covered it up and took a step back. Resting his hip on his desk, and putting both hands into his pants pocket. "Fine. How much will it take you to remove that, and after removing it?" He asked. My eyes went wide when I understood what he was talking about. He's not only an egoistic punk, but a very heartless human being. "You must be going out of your mind if you think I'll abort this child!" I half yelled at him in anger, but it seemed like my words weren't making much of an impact on him. "Why are you trying to make things more difficult for yourself? You know that night was a mistake, so why are you trying to make it such a big deal to ruin my reputation?" He said, angry. I felt hurt by his words. It was all a mistake, but it created another life growing inside me. Why do I even feel hurt? I'm not meant to be.. *** This book completed version is available on Amazon. https://www.amazon.com/His-Surrogate-Heartbreak-pregnant-surrogacy-ebook/dp/B0D7SWRD4L/ref=sr_1_1?crid=1D978HK16N5GU&dib=eyJ2IjoiMSJ9.n3u7OtM5D9DGktqVEQHViw.rizlbZnq74jWRky4eCjm4Gd9B6Au_0_tnAKY2DWr4Iw&dib_tag=se&keywords=Books+by+Theodora+Chijioke&qid=1719145082&sprefix=books+by+theodora+chijioke+%2Caps%2C1662&sr=8-1

𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐍 | 𝟏𝟖+ by ivyandisles

[COMPLETED] "Love can be cruel," he mutters. "I thought it would be the reason I would propose, but it's not. Love never wins, does it?" Cruel. Devious. Twisted love. Love can play games, and we just happen to be the pawns. We play our moves strategically like a game of chess, until it comes to this moment. We can let the world separate us, stop us, pull us apart. We can let this old love between us fray at the edges. If love is a game, then Cato and I are destined to lose. "You're right," I whisper. "But love still exists. Even for a moment." His knuckles brush against my waist, before he decides to pull me flush against his chest. We're close, and burning, and his breath feels like electricity on my skin. In his green eyes, I see remnants of the heavens, the northern auroras flashing illuminating inside of them. He holds a new world inside of him, and I long to be the first to discover it. Cato's nose brushes up against mine, the space between our mouths fading like stardust. "Even for a moment," he murmurs my words against me. At once, our tensions release. ─── ·𖥸· ─── One half of her heart belongs to the man from the stars. The other belongs to the man of smoke and ash. Maureen Harradan lives at the bottom tiers of society. Scorned by anyone above her, she finds her fate entwining with Cato Leveque, a wealthy astronaut returning to Earth with new discoveries and secrets. When rumours spread of Cato's uncertain scientific plans, Maureen finds herself working alongside Thomas Smyth, who runs one of the most powerful criminal operations in the city. She must choose which man to believe, and put her entire reputation on the line while running from an unwanted past. Will Maureen's heart choose to follow the man of the stars? Or will she find peace from the criminal of the streets? ─── ·𖥸· ─── Started February 22, 2022 Completed July 9, 2022. 90,000+ words

Dark Passions by BlondePower10

I have a stalker. I know everyone eventually has one and some are solved over time or through restraining orders. But let's take a moment and imagine this scenario; restraining orders, or anything in that nature, wouldn't solve the problem. There was nothing you can do to be free. This stalker can bounce up and over law boundaries, manipulates others, and the deceiving appearance makes others call you a liar. Even without those, this man is beyond what I now call normal. He's cruel and vindictive, and he puts criminals away for a living. He isn't the average stalker; he's smart. And when I say smart, well, that's something you'll have to see for yourself. I walked right into this dark rift, and for the longest time there was no way out. Until I discovered his one flaw. And that may just happen to be his downfall.

Maybe Us. (Vance Hopper x FEM! Reader) by heorri

You had been attending the same school for over 15 years, obviously because you were born in the small town in North Carolina. You were living a pretty normal life, till all of the abductions started happening in 1977. But lets go back a bit. Lets go back to the year 1976. You had been on a night shift on November 18th, 1976. There were many more people than your previous shift. Really the only people there were dropouts, druggies, drug dealers, freaks, and alcoholics. All around the ages 14-22. Everybody was pretty chill with eachother, except for a few people, but that was just the minority. You had been zoned out while staring at the clock, then suddenly heard a DING! Some kid wanted to buy some cigarettes again. You looked at him and he said "Jesus kid, you in a mental insitute or something? Snap out of it." you ringed him up after he asked you for a pack of camels, and then looked at a familiar guy playing pinball. The same blonde that got over 100,000 his last time he came. Everybody started hyping him up, so he's trying to beat 100,000. You remember the mess you had to clean up after some kid accidently knocked over a bunch of beer. You like to not think about how it ruined your favorite pair of shoes. He messed up again, and kicked the machine. You yelled out to him "That thing costs money you know." then he looked at you. His face almost looked angelic. But he had been the jerk of your highschool, so he couldn't be that angelic. He looked away and picked at his pockets. He pulled out nothing. He started walking up to you and started asking for a dime. "Come on, I feed you guys this money all the damn time. Plus you will just get it back." "Then maybe don't waste all your money on pinball. We've gained around $200 with you coming here almost everyday. Thanks for that." and then you smiled while picking up your book. He looked at you in anger, then you looked back up at him. He looked like he was in a bad mood. "Here's a dime." you said handing him a dime.

Calling in a Favour | Gerard Way x OC by GeorgiTheBookworm

I didn't say anything, and he didn't either. We just stared at each other for a bit. This is really awkward. Oh well, I could look at his beautiful hazel eyes forever. "Are, you ok?" He said. I blinked "Do- do you want me to come back later?" He said, pointing toward the door "Oh, no... sorry. What would you like?" "Errr... What do you recommend?" "Preferably, something easy to make. Of course, I could make something extravagant because I'm so bored..." Gerard just smiled at me "Whichever you prefer, cupcake" ___ Vega Totivna works in an LA Starbucks. The meagre wage, and working alongside her 'best friend' and ex-boyfriend's mistress hold no perks. That is, until her favourite musician walks into her life and doesn't leave. ___ This is my first MCR FanFic This story starts shortly after Gerard Way's Birthday of 2015 (so about the time that I started writing this)

Echo of the Past by KiyuMiyuu

A few months ago, I bought a mug with gold gilt. On sale. Not a gift either nor because of an occasion to remember by it. Just plain, pretty mug for 15PLN. I drank my coffee from it since. I spat loose tea leaves into it. It never felt particularly significant. An ordinary object. Only when I lost it, I realised its true value. I sat comfortably at my desk one evening. Looking at my phone, I reached to take my song-text notebook. Trivial situation. My clumsy fingers were unable to avoid the mug. They allowed it to topple over, to slip from the desktop. Even though I did not see the split-second occurrence, I felt the pressure of unease. My head painted the trajectory of the fall on its own, the shattering, spillage. The loss. For a millisecond I still had hope, that I would be able to catch the mug, that I would be able to avoid what was about to happen. But I knew I was headed for failure. I don't have any superpowers. I only scalded my fingers. I looked at the mug's new shape for a long while, at the shattered pieces. At the spilling liquid. Our adventure came to an end. Irrevocably. I won't be drinking coffee from it anymore, nor spit tea leaves into it. Well. I shouldn't be sad, it was just a regular mug, just like thousands of others. I grew to like it, it kept me company throughout hundreds of warm drinks. I lost it. I hate this feeling the most. In the moment when I am losing something, I stop in my tracks, I hold my breath. It is always a very intense moment. A short one, but one that gives me the tight unpleasant feeling in my stomach. The feeling of loss is always accompanied by hope. Silly and naïve. Making me believe so strongly, that I can make it. That I will still be able to catch the mug mid-flight. When the feeling is entering the body, crawling into me I realise, how important it was to me. Whether it's Nivan or a stupid mug with gold gilt.

Chances Of Truth ☑️ by zZohana3

"It's too much to remember everything and everyone, all pain and hurt is killing me day by day little by little. I wish I could remove all the pain and move on in my life. I wish I could find an eraser or Better a delete button, so that I could start from beginning, without any misery or pain." ......................................................................................... "Hey Eva, you know you can trust me, right? " He asked me again cupping my cheeks, I can't let him continue this. It had to stop now or it would be too late. I can't risk everyone's life specially his. If hurting him means, him being alive then I would do it without thinking. Again and again. "Eva are you even listening to me?" Noah asked moving his face closer. From this close I can even see the scar which he told me about, its just below the border line of his hair, it can be easily conceal but from this close its more real. His eyes, they are magical. I would love to look at them all the time and never get tired of looking at in them. No, I cannot do this to him, I can't be selfish, I have to do something this time. "No" I answer and walked away from him. .............................................................

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The Handsome three ( COMPLETED)

"Hey! She already said she was sorry. What more do you want?!" I screamed loudly in his face. His face turned from angry to shocked. No one had ever yelled at him that way at school before. He narrowed his eyes at me."She ruined a very expensive shirt so she needs to be punished for it," he responded, his green eyes lit with hate and anger. "So?! You probably have a million other shirts just like it. You spoiled rich boys have no respect for others. You think you're better than everyone else. Well, let me tell you, you are the worst of the worst." I said. I couldn't believe what I had just said. I realized I had given myself a death sentence as the words flew out my mouth. Duke was quiet for a few moments then he finally replied. "You better watch what you say girly," he said as he brushed past my shoulder. His two buddies following him from behind. I couldn't believe what I just did. It felt so invigorating. I felt as though I had an adrenalin rush. I knew that this feeling would not last for long though because I just gave the H3 a new target. Me. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Rosette just wanted to have a nice and quiet high school life, however, high school life at Highland High Private school is anything but nice and quiet. Rosette was able to go to this school because she received a scholarship however, the school is run by three rich boys named the H3 (Handsome three). They go around just bullying everybody and anybody who makes them mad. What is worse is when a person is targeted at the school the whole school bully's them as well. One day Rosette decided it was enough and confronted Duke, the leader of the H3. After that, her whole life began to change.