My Struggle Series Novels & Stories

I can say that Grecia is not at all pleased by the movie due to its sad ending and she started sulking right away. I stood up from the couch with much difficulty as my body still hasn’t recovered from the unfamiliar rapid movements that I was told to learn yesterday. Although I didn’t feel much pain yesterday, getting up in the morning seemed so difficult that I felt like I had been run over by a truck multiple times. My whole body was sore and aching in the places that I have never felt before. I swear if Logan was there next to me when I woke up, I would have given him two purple eyes. I cursed him out so much in the morning but I also felt guilty for doing it since he was just trying to m

Ah, it looks like Frank has to change clothes because there is a blood stain on his shoulder because of his master's act. ** Aiora leaned his body on the back of the bed while stretching his legs. Her eyes were staring at today's television broadcast but her mind was not here. "Ah that bastard." Murmured Aiora annoyed thinking that this must be Ellthan doing that made her pregnant even though she had already taken birth control pills. Aiora groaned inwardly, frustrated by the fate of her model world and also about her job in a secret organization. It's all because of Ellthan, that bastard must have planned all this. Thought Aiora.

Panic set in as she struggled against them, discovering that the ropes dug deeper into her skin the more she fought back. Her memories came flooding in: she remembered beautiful Jasper, lovably sadistic Elara, and sweet Lily, the last with whom she had been only just... where could she be now? Mind spun with questions. Thrashed about, trying to get free. But the ropes were far too tight; they only seemed to tighten while she struggled. A tremendous gash appeared on her wrist, and blood began to trickle out, staining the sheets. Valarie gave a shout in pain and frustration; her voice was rough from shouting.

My chest burned with a sharp pain that seemed to tear me apart from the inside as I fought even harder. "You’re mine, Lilian. I know I can fix you, make you go back to normal." I tried to scream, but my muffled voice came out distorted, while it grew harder and harder to keep my mind clear. My mind wavered between the instinct to keep fighting and the certainty that it would be impossible to avoid what was about to happen. My hands trembled as my body continued to struggle; a loud buzzing drowned out the other sounds around me as I felt the fabric of my dress being dragged up my legs.

Based on Bill’s behavior, there was little chance that the girls would feel any loyalty to him and they had to look out for themselves. Julia got the hang of her wheelchair in no time. She worked hard to recover as quickly as possible, wanting to be strong enough to care for Camille, but she had no idea what she was doing. When she found out that Tyler had gone, she knew there was nothing left for the girl in their town. Meanwhile, she hadn’t been able to work her part-time waitressing job and she couldn’t foster, so her savings were draining fast. Finally, she knew she would have to talk to her last foster child. “We can’t stay here much longer.”

” She thought and still tried pushing him but he was stronger. “Let me go, sir, please.” Ashley said and he raised his hand, he smiled and touched her hair. “You are coming with me.” He said with a smile and pulled her with him. “I am not going with you, let me go.” She said and tried freeing herself but he was so strong. He laughed as he pulled her and Ashley kept struggling with him, he suddenly hit her and she stiffened.

Then my adrenaline kicked in and I started to struggle, trying to get out of his stronghold around my body. He carried my struggling form like nothing and walked in another direction, where a truck was parked. I struggled, kicked my legs, and tried to pull my hand from his tight grip, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't do anything. He didn't seem to shake a little from all my struggles. It looked like he had done these things a lot more before.

Pain exploded through my side, a sharp, searing sensation that stole my breath for a fraction of a second. I staggered, cursing under my breath. And that was all she needed. Vivian tackled me, and suddenly, we were on the ground, rolling through dirt and grime, locked in a vicious struggle. She fought dirty—her nails raking across my skin, fingers clawing at my throat, her strength fueled by sheer desperation. My vision darkened for a heartbeat as her grip tightened, cutting off my air.

He chuckled, still not letting me go. "Release me this instant! You disgust me!" I shrieked. He bit his bottom lip as his hungry eyes dipped lower to my heaving bosom that was now in view as a result of my struggle. I followed his line of vision, and to my horror, I saw that my black cotton bra was almost peeking into view. Fuck me! I struggled again, but he steadied me with his powerful hands. What do I do now? This bastard won't let me go!

He doesn't even budge , his overpowering strength keeps an iron clasp hold . " LET.ME.GO " struggling I hiss at him . " Why ?" " Because , why in the fuck you shouldn't?" I retort . " I love it when you struggle against me " his eyes darkening , with the same sadistic glint he always have around me , reaching up he trace my neck and I shudder " You should see your face , its so red ". I stop my struggle at once .If my struggle turns him on , then it's better for me to fighting against him and go limp .