Novel & Cerita Abo Fiction

But he wasn't! He wasn't a saviour at all. He was a coward and a Bully. He moulded me into a woman haunted by fear. I was living every day in fear of him. I am the woman who's going to be looking over her shoulder for the rest of her life..ALL BECAUSE OF HIM!! I FELL IN LOVE WITH THE WRONG MAN..THE ABUSIVE MAN!! ~~~~~~~ I walked out of the Gas station with a new phone in hand,a phone that couldn't be traced. I dialed Claire's number,the number that I had memorised if this exact reason. Thankfully she answered after 3 rings, just hearing her voice had the hot tears rolling down my cheeks.

Abiola's POV Walking through the overly crowded and overly busy streets of Aberdeen, walking past people you might have passed before more than a thousand times but can't remember. Everyone too busy with either their phones or other things. I have no destination of where I'm going just decided to take a stroll and I found my self in town so I'm just walking around taking busy routes... "oops, sorry, " Someone said to me as they bumped into me

Not even the door was clean! My mom was a perfectionist from head to toe so she would die of a heart attack when she saw what had been done to her house, I felt powerless, full of anger, surprised and scared. Everything at once! She was on the verge of a nervous breakdown. The author had to be completely insane, he was not at all funny or romantic. I wished I had him in front of me to slap him.

Love- bye love. I smiled, Mrs A should really stop cooking with supervision. Me- where are you? J oaf- where you don't wanna be. Me- at home? In the toilet? J oaf- idiot. I'm at the mall. Me- oh poor you. Idiot. J oaf- Hippo Me- Buffalo J oaf- Alligator. Me- Hyena J oaf- Ostrich Me- would you leave me you oaf. J oaf- you started it.

Once Abused. Now loved. Chapter 48. Rogue. I had no reason to go cover-up. My blood could resist the venom in the rogue blood and that keeps me at an advantage above others. That's also the reason the rogues would slit my throat in a heartbeat if they could.

Tabitha rattles my door handle and instantly Abaddon slips out of my body, grabbing for his jacket and fumbling around with a condom. "I'm watching a film, Tabs, sorry, I'll turn it down." I call out, switching my TV on to support my lie, but my eyes are on Abaddon, more specifically on his back. The rough feeling suddenly makes sense now I can see the angry scar tissue that covers his skin. "Whatever, just don't get pregnant and if Mum and Dad find out, I didn't know a thing." She stomps back to her room and her music gets louder.

I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.

Curse you! After witnessing the auctioning off of those poor, defenceless wolves, I almost sprang up in rage, but my father grabbed my arm and warned me not to. What I witnessed has made me so furious! I can't believe they have the gall to use these individuals as subjects and then sell them to the same kind of people who buy them only to be grossed out by them. Helping them out of this jam is my ultimate goal. They should not be handled in this manner. Right now, all I could think was, "Oh God, those slaves are uninteresting; nothing is good to any of them; I need to save my sister Stella first.

Omniscient POV “Ah, man... I’m beat.” Joseph tossed his backpack onto the living room sofa, the thud echoing in the quiet house. He unknotted his tie with a weary sigh, the exhaustion of the first day of senior year written across his face. “Damn. Since when did school get so boring? I wasn't expecting senior year to be this dry,” he added, collapsing into the cushions. Trish followed him in, a faint smirk playing on her lips. “That’s because your mindset has changed, Joseph. You’re no longer trying to get wild to maintain your status. You’re no longer trying to be the ‘King of Mthland High.’”

As I left my audience with the King of idiots my head was spinning. I had way more questions than answers and I had no idea when, or if, I’d ever get a real explanation. Clearly Mr ‘Obey Me’ didn’t think I was worth giving any answers to, and there was no way I was going to try and ask my escort as I was sure he considered it ‘not my business’. Of course, why would the direction of my life be my business? I hated werewolves.