A Little Life Trigger Warnings Mga Nobela at Kwento

**Trigger Warning** This chapter will touch on abuse. (Physical/Mental/Sexual) Please be advised. If you can’t read that…skip to chapter -614 I took another sip as she figured out how to go on. “No judgment.” I whispered when I saw the apprehension in her eyes.

“I lived all of this already.” His eyes sharpen, but he doesn’t speak. “I don’t mean metaphorically,” I say. “I don’t mean trauma flashbacks. I don’t mean dreams. I mean I lived an entire life up to six months from now.” He watches me carefully. Not scared. Not judging. Just listening. “I remember dying, I took my own life. I burned down the mansion while I was inside,” I say. “I held Lila’s body in my arms while the fire closed in. She was already dead.”

All rights reserved. ⊱⊶⊷⊶⊷⊰ TRIGGER WARNINGS! The following book contains imagery that some readers may find distressing. This book contains multiple explicit scenes that graphically simulate sexual assault, although every encounter is fully consensual. •Strong Language •Graphic Violence and Gore •Murder/Assassination •Torture •Gun Violence •Explicit Sexual Scenes This is a dark romance, which means love is messy, pain is part of the journey, and healing comes at a cost. Please take care of yourself while reading, and know that it’s okay to step away if anything becomes too overwhelming.

" I immediately run towards her, and I was about to push her... But... It's too late. I found our body lying on the road with blood. I tried to reach out her hand even though I cant hardly move my body and my eyes are getting blurry. "J...J...Joy... Joy... Wake...up. Wake up. Joy... Wake up." I shed tears. I keep patting her hands, but she's not responding to me anymore. My eyes are getting blurry that I want to close my eyes now. However, before I could close my eyes, I saw... The door of the car opened. From inside a woman come out. I didn't have a chance to see her face because I lost my consciousness. --- THE END. SEE YOU IN BOOK 2 :')

Sheila screamed in fear. Those appeared that morning when he was taking his bath. He knew it was a sign that the Alcon needs to get out of his body. He hadn't gotten the chance to use the pearls this morning because of what happened. He was glad he didn't use the pearl yet. It would at least speak some sense into his mother. "I'm dying. The Alcon is killing me and that woman you are trying to make the pack hate is the one I'm surviving on," he said bitterly.

I drove my car to a friend's auto repair shop for a routine inspection after my father, Nathan Ashley, finally returned it. He'd borrowed it for a month and even stuffed the trunk with boxes of local specialties from his hometown. A few minutes later, my friend slid out from beneath the car, his face drained of color. "Lyla, who did you piss off? Someone cut halfway through your brake line." A chill raced through my body as I pulled out my phone and called my father. "Dad, someone cut my brake line." The sound of poker chips clacking echoed through the phone. He answered without the slightest concern, "Oh. I had Lillian do it. That old junker of yours was falling apart anyway." My voice

Lani carefully knocked on the door and waited for his response. After working out that Scar hadn't heard her, Lani pushed gently on the door finding it to be unlocked. His room was empty and laid out the same way it had been before he came. The bedsheets were crisp and well made, it looked like he hadn't slept in them once. Lani, again, heard a crash come from the bathroom. She began to feel a familiar wave of fear flood her veins as she neared the door, fear she'd only felt in her childhood. Lani questioned herself as she stood at the door, should she really intrude on his life? They'd only known of each other a little under a week! Yet despite her questioning, Lani felt a deep desire to un

Did it make me just like them, that I was had stained my hands with there filthy blood, that I let them pollute my blood with hatred and pain. Should I not have left judgement to God? Doubt crept in, freezing me in place staring glassy eyed at Melanie Redford the girl I tricked myself into thinking was my friend, who I knew and trusted. "I- I d-d" Her pale lips trembled fumbling over the words on her tongue. "Do-n't want to, d-die. Ppp-please." Evan chuckled in her ear as she begged me for her life. Ah, death. I had almost forgotten, that place of absolute nothing.

Why was this guy so bent on ruining my life? I didn't know when I screamed. I hit my laps with so much force that I felt pain. Why did I have to meet him again? Somehow I wished I hadn't taken the job. I was in bondage and I wasn't allowed to speak up or else, my entire life is doomed. And I have to keep it up for years. My life sucks, really. I decided to stay in the car and wait till whenever he would finish with his woman friend. But aren't they scared of contracting diseases? Sleeping around with so many women is too risky. Doesn't he think about himself and the lives of others? Or maybe they're being tested regularly. Of course, why would the billionaire Levi Elrod go for someone that h

This is the story of a young man with a secret talent who plays good samaritan and finds himself at the center of a battle bigger than himself... but he won't be alone! At least that's part of the gist for now.😅 Now let's see how it goes… ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "The ghosts in my house wouldn't be so bad if they could just stop trying to cook" which will not appear in this form because it's allowed to work around them and so I did.