Just really cool

Ocean Goldreich is the sister I never had. Or at least, her brothers put that thing in my mind. I tried my best to look at her as my very own sister and it worked... for at least these whole year, until I met her again in Finland and somehow she looked even more perfect than I remember. And finally after all these years I gave in to my lust toward her. We crossed the lines with the promise that we will be back as brother and sister again afterward. Can I do that? The answer is bullshit. How can I look at her as my sister when all I can remember from her is our nights together. But she was so adamant to keep our relationship as best friends slash sister brother. Seriously, Ocean? Drew Roderick, I had a crush on him in all my teenage life. But he broke my heart again and again when he just looked at me as his little sister. And now, when I was over him (or I think I was), he came back to me and acted sweetly intimate romantic and whatever is far from the brotherly attitude. I tried to push him away, but I couldn't because the truth is I want him more than just a brother. Can we cross the line? The line that my brothers put is so thick between us. But, suddenly things in our life changed. Now I'm a mother of a little baby, Charlene. We have Charlene now. I can't let my lust override my brain. I have Char in stake. But why did Drew act like we are really a happy family? We are far from family. Just co-parenting a baby, right? Words {[150.000-200.000]}

- 𝐊𝐈𝐃 𝑎𝑛 𝑒𝑑𝑚𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑠𝑡 𝑏𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑛 𝑑𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒄𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒏𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒂 (𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒂𝒏) 𝒆𝒅𝒎𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒆 𝒙 𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝒐𝒄

A continuation of our Knight brothers series.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫- 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐎𝐟 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧

I live in a world where I am nameless. I live in a world where I do not matter except or unless I am owned by someone. I do not have rights, freedoms, joys, wishes, or aspirations. I am property. I was born and raised to belong to someone that will one day take me away like the fairy tale stories that I listened to everyday in the house I live in. I prayed every night that a handsome prince would come and take me to live in his castle just like in the books. I prayed that I would be a princess and have a kingdom just like in the books. But I was never told that the books were all lies. I was never told the true reason why I was a well sought after commodity. I was never told that I am not the only one like me. When I found out it was too late to save myself. To think and in less than 4 days I will be taken away from my current home and be in a home of my own. I sat on the simple wooden bed hoping that my owner was nice and kind. I hated to think about some of the stories that I heard about the other girls like me. I hated thinking about being exterminated because I made my owner unhappy. I thought to myself that I would try real hard to keep him happy. I remember the covenant of rules that would keep me and my owner happy. I would need to follow five rules. 1. Always obey my owner. 2. Always be available to my owner. 3. Never talk back. 4. Always agree with my owner. 5. I am not human so I cannot do human things. I wondered how pretty human women were. I was so nervous about my departure I nearly refused to leave my room. I could leave if there wasn’t anything wrong with me physically. I remember the den mother telling me not to do anything that would cause a refund or else I would be exterminated upon refund. My new owner had thirty days to return me. If he returned me and no one else was interested I would be exterminated. I would be killed because it would be thought that I was defective and no one would want a defective product.

ɪ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴀꜱᴋɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʀᴏᴜʙʟᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴄᴏɴꜱᴇQᴜᴇɴᴄᴇꜱ, ɴᴏᴛ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇɴ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ʟɪᴇꜱ, ʙᴜᴛ ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛꜱ ɪ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴋɪʟʟᴇᴅ ꜰᴏʀ. . . ꜱɪɴᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʏ ᴇᴠᴇʟʏɴ ᴅᴇᴛᴇʀɪɴɢ ᴡᴀꜱ ʙᴏʀɴ, ʜᴇʀ ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴇꜱꜱᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ʙɪɢɢᴇꜱᴛ ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴀᴅᴏʟꜰ ʜɪᴛʟᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪꜱ ʀᴜʟᴇ, ɴᴏᴡ ꜱʜᴇ ꜰɪɴᴅꜱ ʜᴇʀꜱᴇʟꜰ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴅɪꜰꜰɪᴄᴜʟᴛ ꜱɪᴛᴜᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʜᴇʀ ʟᴏɴɢᴛɪᴍᴇ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴏʏꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ, ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀɴᴅꜱᴏᴍᴇ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴡɪʟʟɪᴀᴍ, ᴅᴜᴋᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴡᴀʟᴇꜱ ᴀꜱᴋꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ʜᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ ʜɪꜱ ᴡɪꜰᴇ. ꜱʜᴇ ᴀɢʀᴇᴇꜱ ʙᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʀ ʟᴏᴏᴍꜱ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴛᴇɴꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ꜱʜᴇ'ꜱ ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛɪɴɢ. ᴇᴠᴇʟʏɴ ᴋɴᴏᴡꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜱʜᴇ ɪꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴛʀᴜʟʏ ꜱᴀꜰᴇ, ɴᴏᴛ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏɴꜱᴛᴇʀ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴇᴇʟ ɢʀɪᴘ ᴏɴ ɢᴇʀᴍᴀɴʏ ɪꜱ ᴛʀᴜʟʏ ᴅᴇꜰᴇᴀᴛᴇᴅ. ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏꜱᴛ ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ ᴘᴜʙʟɪꜱʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴡᴀᴛᴛᴘᴀᴅ 3/27/2021 Ranked 13 in LostandFound on 4/1/2021 Reached 1k reads on 10/5/2021

[COMPLETED] 'She is afraid yet so fearless, she is a child yet hides the power beneath her skin, she is so calm yet so dangerous, she seems foolish yet full of wisdom...' Note: this story is currently being edited because of its simple writing style. I was 14 when I wrote it

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