A Little Life Trigger Warnings Novels & Stories

With a gesture she invites me to sit down and I do it again when I put the chair back in its place. “It's normal the exaltation you just had. But I want to explain something to you, can I,” she asks a little cautiously and I nod, “perfect. Allie, you won't always have the power to decide what will happen to you, sometimes life can be cruel and decide for you but what you do decide is how to face the situation” I look at my hands in my lap with my eyes fixed on my feet, while I play with a small thread hanging from my blouse.

“Never judge a book by its cover. Having a coworker like her is seriously the biggest stain on my life.” I ignored everyone’s mocking comments and simply smiled as I escorted Elijah and his group out. After everything I went through in my previous life, words like these meant nothing to me anymore.

CHAPTER 32 POISONED PATIENT WARNING! THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS LIGHT (SEXUAL, SUICIDAL, DANGEROUS, EXPLICIT) SCENES AND WORDS NOT SUITABLE FOR PEOPLE BELOW 18 YEARS OLD. READ AT YOUR OWN RISKS! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! JUST BEWARE! His eyes wandered around the room, trying to look for reasons and alibis. He was petrified of what would happen to him if this goes out of hand.

As if, all of a sudden, they just realised how much danger I was in, everyone in the room began to reprimand, warn and threaten Stephen and his mother all at once. "What has gotten into you biggie?" Amaka whimpered fearfully. "Stephen! You're going to stop this right now, or else–" Trigger began, but was cut short by the raving teenager. "Else what?! I am done listening to your bull crap, Trigger. This sick bitch–" "I am warning you for the last time, kiddo, get your weapon away from my woman." Mike's cold warning did not deter my nephew in any way. If anything, it only seemed to increase the adrenaline rush to end my life.

I sat on the bed staring at the cooler. I was hungry. I felt I could not deny The truth any longer. I had too many things pointing out I was not human anymore. If the cooler had the answer, I had to know. I needed the truth. I got out of bed, walking to the cooler, every Limb of my body shaking. I kneeled down next to the cooler, taking the lid off. There they were; 24; 8-ounce sized coffee cups of what I was sure to be blood. This was the same amount of blood that was in a human body.

I gasp as he smashes his fist in the coffee table causing the glass to break. "I'm gonna kill when I found out who did this," He said, he was not looking at me I smirk a little but instantly back to my afraid and confuse facade when he turns to face me again. "Give me the time I'll fix this huh? Don't leave me, Mina I am begging you," He said, I just bowed my head a little, he kisses my forehead before he left the room. I crossed my arms into my chest, smirking while listening to the newscaster's words. 'Livv Markov the son of the great Alejandro Markov issued to be smuggling illegal substances, prostitution and selling children'

*** When I woke up, Johan was sitting on the edge of the bed, shirtless and smoking. He heard me move and looked back. A check landed on the bed in front of me. I stared at it. He only said a few words. "I'm bored with you." Something inside me cracked. Like porcelain shattering, sharp pieces cut across my heart. Still, my voice came out calm. I even smiled. "I've got less than three months left. Couldn't you wait a little longer?" Johan frowned. "Yara Yelton, you should know your place."

I stared at the file, thinking of the unfamiliar perfume on Preston and of the comments calling him and Bethany a domestic couple. Yes. Rather than wait for him to throw me out, I might as well take some retirement money while he still felt a little guilty. On the third day of the shoot, I was adjusting my camera settings when the comments suddenly flooded the air. [Ahhh, the male lead and the heroine went to Northreach! The aurora! It's so beautiful!]

Theo was on the phone, speaking in a voice filled with concern. "Don't worry, son. Just rest and recover overseas. I've already spread the news about Hank kidnapping you. Your mom and I have everything ready. We'll feed it to him once he wakes up." The fear that I'd been reining in crashed into me like a tsunami. I knew the bottle of pesticide before me better than anything else. They were going to feed me the same thing that had killed me in my last life.

GIANNA I woke the next day with a start. It had taken the whole night for the reality of what Victoria had done to set in, and as is usual after one of our encounters, I'm left feeling like I'm suffering from PTSD. The therapist I'd been allowed to see before Becky put a stop to it when I was ten had been getting close to that diagnosis, I'm sure.