Damaged Stories

New York runs on noise, neon, and blood. Cassandra used to be the government's best cleanup-until they tried to erase her. Now she's a burned asset with nothing left but scars, insomnia, and a name she needs to clear. When Frank Castle sets his sights on a corrupt senator tied to a weapons pipeline, Cassandra steps into his crosshairs with one rule: the senator stays alive. Frank wants him dead. Cassandra needs him breathing. And in the rain-soaked, every second they argue is another second someone else decides to silence them both. Two hunters. One target. Opposite endgames. In a city where secrets are currency, survival is the only negotiation.

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Time has a strange way of taking things from us. Faces become distant. Voices become memories. Places change. Moments become stories we can no longer return to. And yet, not everything disappears. Some people remain-not in the way they once existed beside us, but somewhere within the quiet architecture of who we become. A thought, a feeling, a familiar song, a moment that suddenly belongs to another time. Perhaps memory is its own form of existence. So this is not a story, nor an attempt to preserve what once was. It is simply a record of what continues to exist after the moment itself has passed. The thoughts. The fragments. The echoes. The ordinary days in which the past quietly becomes present again. Because if time is measured by what it takes from us, perhaps memory is measured by what it cannot.

𝟏𝟖+| I was said to be 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞... 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞. I had heard it so much in my life that it had manifested into a truth that remained rock solid in my brain. It consumed every surface of my body and mind like a deadly cancer It had become a promise to myself. A reminder. A standard. It was a rule applied to every person in my life, except him... He was the same as I was; no matter how different our outside identities were. We were cut from the same cloth on the inside. There was no denying that he and I were both broken souls left in a broken world. Both craving an eternal slumber before we met, but his darkness played so well with mine that suddenly it began feeling more like light, warmth, goodness... a happy ending. "...𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝗳 𝗻𝗼 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗲𝗹𝘀𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝘀𝗮𝗶𝗱 𝗶𝘁 𝗯𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲... 𝗜 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂," --------------------------- Partying. That was the one thing Chandler did best, and everyone in town knew that. But when one of her parties get out of hand and the cops are called, she's in for a rude awakening as she comes face to face with the new guy in town: Officer Herrera. He's wasn't like the usual officers she dealt with, and she finds that out quite quickly as she gets dragged away to jail for the night. They both wish to never see each other again, but there was something stronger than their dislike for each other keeping them together. The stronger their dislike grows, the more attached they become, until the lines become so blurred that they can't tell the difference between hatred and love anymore. They could say they hated each other, but if anything, a small part of them knew it would turn into love. If that love would last once everything was revealed... It was only a matter of time before they found out. ----

Tess used to spend more hours than she’d care to admit playing her favorite computer game, using the nickname Angel. She could pretend her life was different, and she could pretend Arion was just a friend. But a girl needs more to keep her warm at night than pixels, and she traded her virtual heaven for a real-life hell. Now she’s on the run from a past she won’t talk about, and the only place she has to go is the doorstep of the friend she’s never actually met. When Angel disappeared from their nightly games, it nearly destroyed Arion. He threw himself into work and women, but he can’t help knowing the one-night stands will never compare to the angel who haunts his dreams. At first, when she shows up soaking wet and scared-shitless on his doorstep, he thinks his prayers have been answered. But the more Arion tries to keep Angel close, the more her fear drives her away. If they are ever going to have a chance for a future, they’ll first have to deal with the past that hasn’t forgotten her any more than she’s forgotten it–and Arion will have to learn how to let her go. No One’s Angel is a New Adult (NA) Contemporary Romance about a girl learning to fight back and a boy learning how to let go. (HEA ending and cliffhanger free.) **The first 6 chapters of this complete novel are posted here on wattpad for you to preview. The complete novel is available from most online retailers.**

Tiffany Goods is a 17 year old girl that is very sarcastic and isolates herself whenever possible to avoid being hurt. After a traumatic incident occurred at her previous school causing Survivers Guilt and PTSD, her parents move her to a new area hoping for a fresh start for her. In her new start she meets someone, who she finds generally takes an interest in what she's been through and is the first person she is able to open up to since the incident. But after months of friendship, her friend Anthony Cain makes a decision that could ruin her for good. Was this fresh start a good choice after all?

Young 17 year old Kilo is trapped alone in this world, filled to the brim with demons and monsters alike. His destiny led him to meet another, a 19 year old named Alexander. It takes time, but they gain trust over the weeks, becoming closer and closer. About as close as two people could get.

A collection of poems of a coffee addict. Highest Ranking:- #1 Escapist

A teenage girl with a troubled home life is slowly letting her life waste away. She struggles with abuse drug addiction self harm and alcoholism. When she is out one night she meets a the a boy who is more like a hero that she's always yearned for but can he save her from the one thing that has forever held her back ... Herself.(characters looking wise based on Evan peters and Kayla Scodelario

Justin Pearson. A few words comes to the ladies minds when they hear this oh so famous name. Drop dead handsome, filthy rich and quiet the charmer. But this fine man has a flaw. His refusal for commitment to anything other than family and business but he has reason to do so. Scarlet Miller. A stunning, long legged beauty who has made the brief acquaintance with Mr Pearson a while ago. She was the definition of beauty and brains. Graduate yet still working on her second year of training. Everything changes when she finds herself in trouble due to her fathers ill fate at the poker table. Her life is flipped upside down when Justin Pearson and her grow closer than either of them had expected. But he can't give her anything close to what she wants and Scarlett knows that very well. Something epic is bound to result when these two polar opposites colliding. --------------------------------------------------------- Warning: May contain mild language and mature content. Read at own risk.

A short poem of the dame with no name.

COMING SOON love. what's the hype about it anyway? people dedicate their lives to finding it in their "someone special" or their "soulmate". it's a feeling that everyone runs after. but what if love was a skill? what if it was mechanical, something you can learn? what if an app was there to tell you whether someone was a match or not? maybe it would be easier to love... but maybe, if the app that leads everyone's lives keeps telling you "Error: match not found", you might start to get discouraged. i understand. it hurts being wrong. but you can try again later, just like Hoseok did... on second thought, don't do what he did. he and y/n were so set on being together, even though they didn't match. the system has never been mistaken, and that's exactly why they went through so much pain. you two just didn't want to give up, did you... was it worth it? i guess you'll just have to keep reading to find out. status: rewriting published: loading finished: pending ©Taesthetic

Josephine has had enough of boys crazy games, so she makes a plan. A plan to kill them all. Will her friends be able to stop her madness? Or will she fall prey to the darkness creeping over her heart?

A Young greaser girl Nova Whitlock, On her own. She is told to be the Female Dallas winston but more lonesome. No one knows how she gets all the information she does and everyone knows not to quiestion it because She is The most dangerous Greaser. She came from a broken home and Continues to beg for Love without the words or the actions of it so no one knows thats all she wants, not even herself. She is on her own untill a generous man offers her a place to stay but thats how the rumors start. What Rumors? Read and Find Out

Dear Whoever This Might Concern or Cares, I am Damaged. Am Damaged. M Damaged. Damaged. Amaged. Maged. Aged. Ged. Ed. D. . That was all I was. A period? No I am Damaged. Ha, Damaged, funny when you think of it. But then my life changed when I moved to LA and now here I am two years later with my best friends, here, not alone, maybe I am not as damaged or maybe I was just faking it. Who knew. Lots of Love, Sydney Parker

Hugh is a family man who loves his wife and two children. But everything changes... Now Hugh only got one thing on his mind and that's revenge...

this story will be about a young girl name janique harris aka nique growing up in berlin germany being raised in a bad life and into a broken home. will janique make it out? or will things turn for the worst read to find out