A Little Life Trigger Warnings Novels & Stories

he says in a sad voice, I get what he means if this place wasn't kink-friendly we'll all have to hide a big part of ourselves behind closed doors. I once read a story, it's called littles academy, a world where everyone is either sub or dom, and littles are regular and real things, I loved that book and the author is awesome. But sadly outside of this company walls showing my little self would be a big mistake people would judge and talk badly about you.

She held a breath, another tear rolling down as I clicked on the trigger. “Don’t do it, Cristiano!” My father screamed, lunging forward and hitting the gun from my grasp. My arm burned in pain, the gunshot echoing across the room. The bullet bored a hole into my wall, missing her head. Matilda’s luck was as bright as the star. She breathed out in relief, regret, and disappointment flashing across her eyes. “I shouldn’t have let Lillian take you away.” She said in a low tone, wiping her tear from her chin. She stood from the sofa, helping my father from the floor.

I closed my eyes, trembling as tears escaped and fell into the food. "Happy birthday, Eleanor Shaw," I whispered to myself. "Keep moving forward—onward forever. Even if no one loves you, there's still light at the end of the tunnel. As Jeffrey said, you have enjoyed over 20 wonderful years of wealth and privilege. You've had it good." Just like that, I repeated words of comfort to myself as I wiped away my tears. I moved all my belongings that I had sorted out over the past two weeks in the living room.

"Will anyone actually watch this?" Another firework lit up the sky. Warm yellow light washed over my face. I took a deep breath and gave the camera a small smile. "If someone sees this… then, I wish you peace and a happy, long life." I waved at the lens and shut off the camera. [In the Next Life — January 2, 2024, 10:01 AM — Don't Say You Forgive Me, and Don't Ever Forgive Me] "Hailey! Wait! Hailey! Hailey!" William rushed behind me, his voice urgent as he grabbed my arm. "Didn't you say you were going for chemo? What are you doing with the money?"

I'll get rid of all of you, then I'll live the good life on my own. So her time in the basement hadn't made her crazy—she was more clear-headed than ever. But what she didn't know was that I could hear her thoughts. How could she possibly kill me now? - In my last life, Mike had died from poisoning. I suddenly remembered seeing a cabinet full of colorful vials in Phil's basement back then. He used to test them on me—sometimes I'd black out, and sometimes I'd feel an unnatural rush. Looking back now, those were his experiments in making poison.

After all, no matter how big a scene I made, I would still come crawling back in the end. Carrie: [Also, I've only been appearing with Gabe lately to make you jealous. I apologize. There's really nothing between us.] I tightened my grip on my phone. Carrie always seemed to believe that as long as she didn't cross the final line, none of her behavior with Gabe counted as betrayal. Carrie: [Cole, if you keep this up, are you planning to starve yourself—and your team?] I laughed. Then I recorded a video and sent it to her.

"That was all just a dream, Sebby. I won't hurt you. Everything will get better once we return home, okay? I promise you." I shook my head, gently peeling off the ropes I had cut loose. Taking out the gun I had pilfered earlier during the chaos, I aimed it at her thigh and pulled the trigger without any hesitation. A loud bang rang out, yet she didn't even look at the leg I had shot. Not a single sound of pain escaped her either. Just then, tiny droplets of liquid pattered onto my face. It had started to rain again. Luna finally caught up to us and shielded me under her umbrella.

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“They have a sex scandal? Well, that’s not news given the reputation of Brad.” “No, it’s more than a sex video. There’s... how do I say it. Never mind. I can’t find the proper word to describe it. Wait, I’ll send you the video. See it for yourself. Do you have any trauma in violence? Just a trigger warning, you will not like it definitely, okay?” I got so intrigued so I just said ‘okay’. Laurie sent me the video and I clicked on it faster than I ever did in my whole life.

“Damn. You really don’t do boring, huh?” Penny exhaled. “Just promise you won’t get yourself killed?” I forced a smirk. “Wouldn’t dream of it.” Even as I said the words, the nightmare’s warning echoed in the back of my mind. Something big was about to happen. And I had a feeling my life was never going to be the same again.