Novel & Cerita A Little Life Trigger Warnings

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.

TRIGGER WARNING! This series contains a lot of controversial subjects that may trigger or upset some readers. This is the clear warning that this book will cover many situations such as: Kidnap, Stockholm Syndrome, R*pe/ Sexual abuse, Death, Miscarriage, Abortion, Extreme Sexual content (both mentioned and described in detail) Cheating/ Affairs, LGBTQ relationships and a relationship between family HOWEVER it's not technically incest as they are NOT blood-related. If any of these subjects upset, trigger, distress or anger you then take this as a warning NOT TO CONTINUE READING.

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.

"There! You'll never be able to return to your family as long as you're alive with us. " "Absolutely not..." When I hear Mom, Dad, and Shanna's voices repeating in my ears, I close my eyes. "Your parents aren't going to look for you!" "You can't return to them!" "They're not going to look for you just yet." I shook my head and covered my ears. "Stop it! Stop it! " I yelled, but their voices sounded like music to me. "No one will ever love you again." "No one will acknowledge you yet." "As long as you're alive in hell, hahahaha!"

Before she went out of her room, she checked her phone, and her heart felt heavy when she saw Troye’s missed calls and texts. How could she face him after knowing her situation? She could no longer get married to him. Once she tells her family about her condition, the engagement will be canceled, and Troye will be very disappointed. Just when they were finally getting along well. How did things turn out this way? She was sure she regretted that one wasted night, but she did not expect to dread that day. If she had not been careless, she would not be in her current predicament. As she made her way downstairs, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee greeted her, mingling with the tantalizing scent

Luna's Pov I wake up every day dreading that I'm still breathing. A few times a day I find myself thinking"How am I still alive"? This a question I never find the answer to but maybe because... I'm a useless fool... A coward... A slut... A bitch... A dumb whore... At least that's what he tells me. As an eighteen-year-old girl, I am extremely underdeveloped physically and mentally. I can tell from looking at other girls in my neighborhood they all looked healthy while I was a bag of bones.

This was her house right? She noticed a snow globe next to a bookshelf as she picked it up and looked deep into it, she suddenly felt a memory flash in her head again. She dropped the snow globe back placing her hand on her head as she groaned in pain. Hardin turned to her, holding her hand and staring at her "What is it, June?" June's head throbbed as the memory flash overwhelmed her for a moment. She took a deep breath, trying to regain her composure. "I... I saw something, a fragment of a memory," she whispered.

CHAPTER FORTY-THREE MALAKAI * * Trigger Warning: This scene involves themes of homophobia, abuse, and brainwashing. Reader discretion is advised. This is pure fiction and does not depict the actions of any religious group. It's white everywhere. My head is hurting. My foggy brain can't even think of why I'm here. The only thing I feel is terror when I realize I am strapped to the bed. Is this a clinic? But... Why?