Freak Novels & Stories

If having the best sex with someone who probably my stalker is considered crazy then I want to be crazy . Fuck my ass!"I half screamed.

"Yeah, I did. So back off. My husband wouldn't be cool with this." His face dropped. Like actually glitched. Just stood there, stunned. Dana, clutching her baby bump like it meant something, put on her soft, tragic voice. "Claire, you don't have to punish yourself by marrying a freak just because you're jealous I married Michael. I won't feel right about it if you do this." I frowned. Classic Dana—fake sweet with a side of snake. "What freak? My husband is not a freak." She stepped closer, eyes scanning my outfit. Her smile dropped, jaw tightened.

FRIGHTEN. To make someone afraid or anxious; to cause fear in a profound or sudden way. Following Liam’s confession, Dylan was engulfed by an intense, destructive BPD episode. The betrayal triggered a full 'split,' turning his world instantly from black-and-white to a terrifying monochrome of hatred and self-loathing. Anna was forced to confront the violent reality of his illness, stepping fully into the role of psychiatrist to de-escalate a situation that was genuinely frightening, all while wrestling with the overwhelming knowledge of his pain.

It’s the way we seek closure. I’m surprised by the number of apps on Aunt Kim’s phone. She seems to really be a fan of playing games like Candy Crush. She has a F******k and I*******m page as well, and along with following me and Louisa, the only other people she follows are horse or animal accounts.

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Warning⚠⚠: this chapter is a bit emotional My mom has been behaving very strange lately, receiving strange calls and crying after receiving those calls. I have tried asking her what it was but as usual, she doesn't open up. "mom I am fade up with all these shit, can you stop crying and tell me what the hell is wrong with you" I said "language", she said Oops!! even in a bad condition she still care about my language. so funny I said sarcastically

Trick To say I'm nervous is an understatement. No matter if I've done something wrong or not, knowing I have to explain myself to what amounts to a group of judgmental assholes is never a fun thing to do. My foot taps uncontrollably on the floor, and I pull my phone out of my pocket, gazing at the picture me, Hadley, and Riley took on Halloween. It's the only thing that calms me down some days, and I feel like I have a fucking target on my back, especially at places like this.

he complimented, "but you forget one thing." "What?" I asked nervously. "I'm quite a lot bigger than you." Using his abnormally long legs, he drove an entire tsunami over me, which pulled me under the surface. It surprised me so much that I forgot to take a breath before I was submerged, but I soon resurfaced gasping for air. He was smiling at me, tilting his head to one side.

his voice jerked me back to reality. "hmm can I get your order"I said trying to sound confident, his voice sent me to planet zecury,I don't even know if it exists. "Two pot pies and one smoothie" he said back, with his eyes fixed on me. For the first time I saw genuine admiration and not the usual look of lust I was used to.

She'd orgasmed more than she ever had in the past few days, and she had learnt her sexual likes and dislikes, so why was she feeling down? “You okay, Jaz?” Fola, her best friend and Gabe's brother, asked. She yawned. “Yeah. I'm fine.” He walked over to her and engulfed her in a hug. “Just tell me if you want anything, okay? Or do you need anything taken care of.” She laughed. “What if I want to have you beat someone up for me?” “I would. If you actually ask for someone to be beaten up, then he or she deserves it.”