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TRIGGER WARNING: This story contains violence, abuse, dubious consent, stalking, murder, alcohol and drug use, bondage, and other scenes that may be triggering to some readers. Reader discretion is advised. NOTE: This story touches on some serious topics and do know that if you're going through the same or know someone who is going through this you and they are not alone. There is help out there just waiting for you to take it. Four Years Earlier [Brielle's POV] "We're here!"

“I was your friend, Ophelia.” “Now I’m your reminder.” She ended the message by detonating the old infirmary — once a secret research wing that tested experimental genome splicing on infants. The fire swallowed the courtyard. Ophelia stared at the flames, silent. Lilith stepped beside her. “She’s not just angry. She’s hurt. Broken.” Ophelia clenched her jaw. “So was I.” Carl touched her shoulder. “But you didn’t become a monster.” Ophelia didn’t answer.

A psychotic smile spread across his lips. "You monster! You've lost your senses!" I yelled, my vision blurred by my own tears, but he cackled instead, filling the quiet room with the echo of his voice. "You're right about one thing, I am a monster, the kind who lives under your bed and creeps up at night to watch you sleep, devouring you slowly. And trust me sweetheart," he leaned over, his heavy musk almost choking me. "I won't stop until I've stripped you of every innocence."

LIFE WITH MY LITTLE NAUGHTY WIFE MASTER JAVEN POV: Yesterday, having the first sex with my six years old IQ wife, I felt like she grew into seven years old, she bleed me out with tons of patience coaxing her and hearing her loud cries and complains about the pain she had gone through. I know I caused the pain but never expected to hurt her that much, "blame it to my ancestor!" they passed me the genes of having a huge tool.

"Now now brother lower your weapon or your precious little girl would die this instant. oh wait your not precious little girl would be better. after all she is the one who did all of this to us" "and how are you better huh? joining hands with the people who destroyed our life's but you only accuse Jude?" Kristopher was angry at Celine. She blames Jude but what about her? "Oh lover boy ! you really are faithful. how touching but lower your weapon or your not precious little girl would die" Kristopher looked at Jude standing in between her family whose guns were pointed at her and then at the gun lasers pointed at her. One move and she would die.The trap was a little too good to get out of

My favorite memory of my dad was here: I was six, proudly showing him the shiny blue crystal the ocean had gifted me. This trip was supposed to be just as magical. Instead, I stood frozen outside our room, listening to the unmistakable sounds of Alex and another woman. Their moans and grunts stabbed me like knives. I clamped my mouth shut, shaking my head in disbelief. I told myself it couldn’t be him. Maybe two lost strangers had stumbled into our room. Desperation kept me from walking away. But when I pushed the door open, the truth hit harder than I expected.

Maybe Erick’s warning you… before it’s too late. [WINONA 🍷🖕] Or he just had a tarot reading and got a psychic meltdown. [DIANNA] Then he should’ve sent a voice note, not a full episode of Pretty Little Liars. I glanced back at the package. The torn photo pieces now looked like a thrift-store puzzle, except the memories trapped inside them cut sharper than glass.

Bullies left me alone and I had never felt more appreciated in the eyes of a man. "Be careful, amor, make sure you drink responsibly and don't forget that these are not your class of people, Lia." Mother warned me for the upteenth time that night, as she fixed the choker on the neck of my rather tight, short, club dress. I heard father scoff from our small living room, where he sat marking employment opportunities off a newspaper. His reaction made me chuckle. "Let the poor girl go and have some fun, Lolita." He murmured.

Chapter 37 Warning WARNING! THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS (GORE, SEXUAL, SUICIDAL, DANGEROUS, EXPLICIT) SCENES AND WORDS NOT SUITABLE FOR PEOPLE BELOW 18 YEARS OLD. READ AT YOUR OWN RISKS! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

Mature content is ®®®®®®®®®®®®®®®®®®® not suitable for underage people. {WARNING: this chapter has some mature content, so read at your own risk?} 🔞🔞🔞🔥🔥🔥 Anna's POV I saw something blurry, but the scream and gunshot were real. All I saw was blood, and it was flowing from Blaze's chest. My breath hissed, and I felt suffocating. I was praying to God to let me wake up from this nightmare.