Addiction Stories

One last chance...... That's what she told herself again and again, because if your own family doesn't love you... you start hating yourself. Pale skin, blond almost white hair.... people will instantly start questioning because she looks nothing like her family. First it started with family members, then her own parents and then her siblings. She's breaking and no one sees it. All she has is the voices in her head, the drugs and the pain of being abandoned by the very people who were supposed to love her no matter what.

Ella is falling apart trying to live a "perfect" high school life. Then she meets Ren, who can see past her scars. Suddenly perfection isn't her only option. ***** Ella Volkov is a gifted music student, but she's depressed and starting to crack under the pressure of high school. Her overbearing father won't even let her choose what instrument she plays. Then she finds herself alone at a party with Ren, her best friend's crush. She'd always thought he was rude, but after that night he's all Ella can think about. Now she's trapped. If Ella dates Ren, it will ruin her friendship with Jenny. But if she stays true to Jenny, she's losing the one person who can see past her scars. It's up to Ella to decide if she will forge her own path, or stay in the "perfect" box designed for her... Content and/or Trigger Warning: depression, anxiety, self-harm, violence, sexual assault. [[word count: 50,000-100,000 words]]

𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟏 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 ─────୨ৎ───── 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎 feels invisible. As the daughter of the Royal Academy's football coach, everyone assumes they know her, but no one truly does. Beneath her fake exterior lies a girl drowning in secrets, desperate for someone to see past the facade. Then 𝐀𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐍 '𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐄' 𝐎'𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐑 the academy's new star footballer, steps into her life and starts to notice the cracks in her armour. Connie has his own struggles. With a father who's relentlessly pushing him to become a football star, he's constantly fighting to meet expectations he isn't sure he can fulfill. The last thing he expects and needs is to find himself distracted and drawn to a certain curly haired blonde. ─────୨ৎ───── When I park in front of her house, I speak up before she can say goodbye. "I know you're going through something." The words come out rougher than I intend. "You try to hide it, but I see right through you, Carmen Castro." "Aaron..." Her eyes drop to her hands, her fingers twisting together. "You don't have to tell me anything. But I need you to know that I'm here for you. Whenever you need me. Okay? You can text me, call me, whatever. I'll drop everything." Her eyes flicker up to meet mine. She looks... scared. Not of me. But of something else. "Please?" I add, my voice breaking. I was never one to beg but ever since meeting Carmen, I've been a fucking beggar. She swallows hard and nods her head slowly. "Okay." Then, gives me a weak smile before slipping out of the car. [ 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ] #1 mental health #1 addiction #1 awareness #1 academy #1 teen love #1 drugs #2 rehab #2 healing #3 sportsromance

Sad poems that maybe you can relate to *Disclaimer- some poems were written from when I was 15 X_X

Blake Swan the anti-social goth step daughter to Charlie Swan. Blake Swan is a supposed cult leader. She is friends with Sam Uley and knows of the supernatural world. Blake is an addict and alchohlic when she partys. She is a witch. What happens when Sam Uley shifts and finds out about Blake? What happens when he imprints on Blake? What happens when Aly, Blake's friend is taken by suicide?What will Blake tell her best friends(They don't know Aly's dead) Sam Uley x Blake Swan I am making Sam 17 in this and Blake is 16 Sam and Leah never dated and Emily never existed

Not a love story for weaklings. Kidnapped by a mafia king who rules in tailored suits and quiet brutality, she becomes his most forbidden possession. He's lethal, calculated, dripping in power and luxury. She's sharp-tongued, untouchable, and refuses to bend. What starts as hatred turns into obsession. What begins as captivity blurs into temptation. Every stolen glance is a war. Every touch is a sin. Captive to obsession. A dark romance where luxury meets danger, and love is the most ruthless crime of all. Will they destroy each other's worlds or will they together be the destruction of the whole world?

I've never noticed how beautiful she was before; her laugh, her voice, her smile, her eyes- until last night. I fell asleep and fell for her, and I woke up torn; I love having her as a friend, but now I like the idea of being more, more. It's. Too. Much. I can't keep my thoughts in my head, I need an outlet- I need to write this down.

Flames ignite. Friendships shatter. Destruction follows. In a world where the roar of engines and the thrill of speed bind them, two friends race through life's unpredictable lanes. Adrenaline fuels their passion, but when addiction strikes, it threatens to tear them apart. A fierce fight leaves deep scars, and as flames ignite an explosive brawl, their bond is put to the ultimate test! Will the bonds of their friendship withstand the blazing trials, or will they be lost forever?

When the last secret is exposed and the final debt called due, can anything be salvaged from the wreckage? Or is some love, once poisoned, only meant to destroy?

"When I Stopped Hating You" tells the story of Jay and Spike, two guys who seem to be unable to stand each other. Jay, an introverted and somewhat grumpy Russian guy, and Spike, a Spanish guy with an aggressive attitude and a heart sweeter than he lets on. They've always had a rivalry, but when things start to change, Jay finds himself questioning everything he's always thought about Spike. Amidst clashes, misunderstandings, and a friendship that seems impossible, both of them realize that the line between hate and affection isn't as clear-cut as they once thought.

[{قـــژ زەردەکـــەم}] JEON JUNGKOOK : لێم دوربە من بۆ تۆ نیم تێکەڵم مەکە لەگەڵ هەڵەکانتا! : هەموو ئەوەی ڕوویدا ئەوەبوو کە ئاشقت بووم ئەو هەڵەیە چییە کە دڵم کردیەتی. : تۆ ئاشقی دڵێک بوویتە کە هەتا ماویت بۆت لێنادات! ._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._. جـۆڕی چـیـرۆڪ: هـەسـت جـوڵـێن، خـەمـبـار، ئـاڵـۆز، چـێـژ بـەخـش. نـوسـەر: ڤـیـڪتـۆریـا.🌝 *تـێـبـیـنـی: مـافـی نـووسـیـن هـەمـووی بـۆ خـۆم دەگـەڕێـتـەوە، بـیـرۆکـە و بـەرهـەمـی خـۆمـە، کـەڤـەر و دیـزایـنـەکـەی هـیـن خـۆمـە، کـۆپـی کـردن یـان بـردنـی بـیـرۆکـەکـەم بـە هـەمـوو شـێـوەیـەک قـەدەغـەیە!!!🚫✋🏻

There is evil hidden below Hawkins. It comes and hides away, but never truly leaves. It kills, takes, hurts those who least deserve it. But it also brings people together. It creates strong fighters. And sometimes, it writes love stories. Somehow, Skylar Brown is a victim of all. Max Mayfield x f!oc

MAHNOOR SIKANDAR She was an untamed fire - And ZEHAAN SHAH ZAMAAN He, on the other hand, was calm like the ocean after a storm-Majestic. Where she led with fire, he guided with patience. They were opposites-not in cliché, but in essence. In a twist of divine irony, their paths collided . And yet, fate is patient. In time, something strange and unspoken began to grow- Respect. Understanding. Then something deeper. Not a fairytale. But something real. So they were tied, yes- She learned to rest her flames beside his ocean. He learned to carry her fire without fear. Not because fate demanded it, But because LOVE chose to grow...

In this city, you don't play the game. The game plays you." To the elite of Manhattan, Brenda Banks is a porcelain doll-the billionaire heiress who has it all, yet struggles with a "fragile" disposition. But the local gossip columns don't know the truth: Brenda is a woman living on a razor's edge, fueled by a dangerous addiction to the very pills that are poisoning the city streets. One woman. Two lives. Zero inhibitions. When the sun goes down, the socialite vanishes. In her place stands Lady Luck, a vigilante draped in emerald silk and a translucent green veil. She doesn't fight for justice; she fights for the rush. Each raid on a drug den, each blade pressed to a throat, is a high more powerful than any chemical-a desperate attempt to feel alive in a world that wants her sedated. The hunter becomes the lover. Chief Thomas Hardy is the only man who knows Brenda's scars. He's the protector who pulls her back from the edge during the day, never realizing he's hunting her at night. But as the "Omega Strain" hits the streets, their cat-and-mouse game turns into a carnal collision. When the mask falls and the secrets are stripped away, Brenda and Hardy are forced into a final, lethal gamble. In a world of vice, violence, and forbidden desire, the stakes are simple: Win it all, or lose your soul.

Aboutme 🌿.......here I will let you all know what is dopamine addiction and romantic escape .... fantasy world and many more 🍃 and how dealt with that !!

A collection of honest poems that might not be so sweet to read. I focus on the human experience, uncensored and unprecedented. These poems refuse to be softened and filtered. Everything I was once told to swallow quietly - not anymore. No sugarcoating. No sugar. Just me, my sugarless tea and my words.

🔥 The Last Breath 🔥 When empires burn, love becomes the deadliest weapon. Park Junwoo built his empire with blood, fire, and sin. Ruthless, untouchable, feared-until a single betrayal shattered everything. Now the king of the underworld is ready to reclaim his throne, and nothing will stand in his way. But when passion collides with vengeance, the lines between desire and destruction blur. One wrong move, one stolen kiss, one whispered secret-and the empire might fall again, this time taking Junwoo with it. He's the sin you can't resist. He's the crime you'll never confess to. And once he claims you... you'll never escape. "The Last Breath" - a story of power, passion, and the fire that refuses to die.

𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐈𝐄 𝐋𝐘𝐍𝐂𝐇 wants to escape. She wants to pack up and run far far away. Away from cork, away from her deadbeat father and away from all the noise. But it's not that simple. With 4 kids to look after, and an addict twin brother she refuses to let slip through the cracks, shes drowning in responsibility. She uses track as an outlet for all her pent up emotion, and damn was she good. Competing for Ireland Youth's on occasion. Gracie has endless potential, but limited motivation. She felt as if her life was worthless, that she was put in this life to survive and protect and not to live nor thrive. 𝐊𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃 was done. He knew there was no escaping his surname and the history it was soaked in. No matter how hard he fights he just can't seem to outrun the shadow cast over all the good he has inside him. Battling wars constantly in his head, the only time it all went quiet was on the pitch. Just him, his team and a rugby ball. 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 grew up alongside eachother, they knew things about one another that no-one else did. But sometimes the present makes it hard to remember the past.

Ten years later. Willow Gray had spent an entire decade actively avoiding Hermione Granger. In that time, she built a life she was content with: one rooted in sobriety and in honoring her sister's memory. But when Hermione stumbles into a quiet bookstore in London, Willow finds herself confronted with everything she has spent years trying to escape. What begins as a simple interaction becomes an unavoidable proximity, despite Willow's restraint. Hermione's curiosity gets the better of her; she can't understand how she never once crossed paths with Willow at school. That curiosity slowly deepens into something neither of them anticipated, forcing Willow to navigate the growing weight of her feelings while keeping Hermione in the dark, bound by the terms of an Unbreakable Vow. When healing has meant restraint, what does love demand? *I DO NOT OWN HERMIONE GRANGER OR ANY ASPECT OF THE WIZARDING WORLD. ANY REFERENCES TO RELATED CONTENT ARE NOT CLAIMED AS MY OWN. ALL RIGHTS BELONG TO J.K. ROWLING.*

"هو لم يكن منقذي، بل من دفعني للهاوية لأتعلم الطيران." The three mistakes are your body, your lips and nicotine. ཫདྷཀྵཎ⊹؍𝟏𝟗𝟗˖𝄒. حدَقْ بِها تحتْ رموشهْ الكّثيفة ثمَ نَبِس بنبرةٍ هامسةٍ وهُو يُداعبْ شحمةَ اذنهاَ " أَتعْلمينْ أَكثَر ماأُدْمِنْ أُورُورَا ؟؟" ، زَفرتْ هيِ ببرودْ تحدقْ بالجَالسيِنْ ثمَ حَولتْ نظَرهَا لَه " ومَا دَخْليِ ؟؟ " أطلقْ ضحكةٍ قَصيرة بينمَا تفاحةُ آدمْ خاصتهْ تتحركْ " أحقًا لاتعلمينْ ؟؟ " قلبتْ عينيهَا بِسخرِيةٍ " يبدوُ انِ شيئا ما أثَر علَى رأسكْ دمِ.. " لمْ تكملْ كلماتهَا بل شعرت بشفتاهْ ضدَ خاصتهاَ بَينمَا يدهْ تضغطْ خصرهَا " إنَها نِيكوتينْ وشفتَيكيِ . " ______________ أن تسيري في الغابة المظلمة، لا يعني أنكِ لن تجدي الذئب. بل يعني أنكِ تعرفين طريقه. ​سلة أورورا بلاكوود لم تكن تحمل خبزاً، بل كانت تحمل السر المميت لمقتل والدتها. ​حين تلتقي ديميتري، تشعر بالغابة حولها تُطبق. يده دافئة، وأنيابه حقيقية. هو ليس غريباً، بل هو الذئب الذي طالما سمعت عنه. يتنكر في ثياب المنقذ، ليقودها خطوة بخطوة إلى الهاوية. ​السؤال ليس: كيف ستنجو أورورا من الذئب؟ ​السؤال هو: هل أورورا هي الفريسة، أم أنها هي الرداء الأحمر الذي جاء ليسرق الفراء من الذئب ذاته؟ ​في علاقة تتجاوز الحب، لا يوجد خلاص. يوجد فقط جوع مت