Oc Trauma Ideas

The lives of five Miami based strippers are altered when they get entangled in the aberrant murder of one of them—leading to the unraveling of secrets, and a past filled with drugs, trauma and deception.

Man dies. His last act in the previous life generates him an absurd amount of karma. He meets a god, and it reborns him in a crossworld of Larry Potter and DxD. He gets a gift, one that can only be fully explored with the knowledge that he learned in his previous profession in the previous world. The keeping of knowledge is also a gift. And with that, his karma is spent. Thrown in the world with a 'good luck' and a slap in the back, he fights to survive until the start of canons. The time until that, 1000 years. Yeah… Now read about some of his adventures in this crossed over world, beginning already in HP canon. English is not my main language, so you will find some strange stuff, like the mix of North American and the Queen’s English. Disclaimer: All characters that you recognize from the franchise of Larry Potter and DxD are propriety of its respective creators and I only wish that they were mine. But they are not. I only own the MC, the OCs, and the ideas that generated the non canon plot.

I stared wide-eyed at the body in front of me. A girl. She was probably at seventeen years old wearing a school uniform. Like what I wear. Her body is contorted in an angle I couldn't quite describe but I know would be painful. Her face is covered with her long dry hair and her own blood. The thing that made me wide-eyed is.... I am that girl. ******************* This is the story of a wandering ghost as she also met one. And the two fell in love... The story and ideas is my own~ Don't plagiarize~ Enjoy!

"Everything of you is a non-existing dangerous drug, Natalia. And I'm addicted to it." He whispered in my ear. He brushed his nose on my neck and then my hair like he was smelling my body and my hair. I stopped breathing and started wiggling. "H-how do you know my name? W-Why am I here?" My voice came out as a mere whisper. "I couldn't stop thinking about you from the moment I laid my eyes on you. Fuck, you looked so fucking sexy in that outfit." He said in a husky tone. His hands fell on my waist and grabbed it so tightly that I could tell it would leave a mark. <3 If you start loving someone from deep down your heart, you will stop caring about the hurts, miseries, anguishes and traumas that he/she once caused in your life. You'll even be ready to sacrifice your own life for him/her. Love can change your miseries and traumas into peace and happiness, love can change an emotionless monster into a loverboy. If you don't want to love or don't want to be loved then love won't wait for your permission. You won't even realize 'where, when and how' you fell in love. Love can destroy you within a blink, love can be your biggest trauma and love can even kill you with no mercy. Natalia Rauf, a simple Bengali girl, lived in a town like many middle class decent families of Bangladesh. She had a beautiful and peaceful life with her family and friends. But her peace and happiness turned into miseries and traumas when the most wanted ruthless psycho killer from Italy came in her life. Stay with the adrenaline pumping, adventurous and romantic journey of a high school girl and a criminal till the end.

Anna, a poor rankless wolf, finds herself falling in love with Dante Rossi, the future Lycan King of the Black Pearl Pack. But their love is forbidden, as Dante's father has arranged a marriage for him with another woman. Despite the odds against them, Anna and Dante embark on a passionate love affair, vowing to flee the pack and start a new life together. But their plans are thwarted when Anna is abducted and tortured by Dante's father, leaving her deaf and mute. As Anna struggles to come to terms with her trauma, she begins to doubt Dante's loyalty and suspects him of cheating. Heartbroken and desperate, she turns to the Moon Goddess for help, and her wish is granted in a way she never expected. Now known as Lyza, Anna has a new identity and appearance. And Dante intends to claim her once more...

Being forged from the trauma that clings to your soul like an additional layer of sin has an elegance to it. When my father and I buried my sister, falling in love with her first love wasn't on the agenda. Don Alessandro Valentino has something I want. Something he refuses to depart with and no matter how much pain he inflicts upon me, I will never give up. I vowed to never let him win. I thought I had escaped his grasp, but his torment had only just begun. Despite everything, he still held the power to manipulate my heart and make me crave to be possessed by him. As secrets come to light and the truth is exposed, can I surrender the battle and surrender what I've been fighting for all along, without hesitation? --- He tore his lips away from mine, peering down at me, brushing the pad of his thumb along his lower lip—smearing my touch as far as it would travel. “You taste like mine.” He said in a cold and condescending tone. Then he left. He walked out of the wine cellar without a second glance over his shoulder as Riccardo locked the door behind them.

There's a prophecy – a prophecy holding the fate of two worlds. On the edge of Lilah's field, at the twelfth hour of the fall of twelve, the three kings will unite, a daisy will be lost, or the worlds will be gone. The Oracle tells me that I am bound to the prophecy. That I cannot alter or change it. That I’m destined to be greater than what I am, but I already knew that. I’ve known that since the age of five. Now, can you guess who needs to die? Death doesn’t bother me. I will let the world burn if it means achieving my goals – because with every lick of the whip; he tore my flesh raw, as his laughter rang through the mansion, and my screams disturbed the heavens. No one cared to help, no one listened – definitely not the Gods. So why should I? ._. Eldora. A world woven together by magic. Cloaked in darkness and chaos, sin and deceit. Where no one is innocent; where both hands - and teeth - drip with the blood of others. And there is her. A lone wolf, watching the world tear itself apart. Watching the chaos, the death, the destruction as she fights a far greater war, within her. What's right and wrong? What's considered good and evil? Where does she stand in this enteral mystery, we call a universe? Coated in darkness and pain, she questions the meaning of life and death, and her purpose in this world of infinite possibilities. She finds only one answer: REVENGE. *WARNING this story contains abuse, suicidal thoughts, intense trauma, and erotic scenes. Please do not read if this is heavily triggering for you!*

Celine often experiences heartbreak. The pain she experienced taught her not to open her heart easily to men. She prefers to live alone even though she must endure the pain whenever people question her about when to get married. When the figure of Zack, who also has the same past wounds, comes into her life, Celine becomes in a dilemma. Should she maintain her principle of being alone or try to give both of them a chance to heal each other's wounds and create a feeling called love? It is a story about the self-healing of a woman who struggles to overcome her past trauma and finally meets her true partner wonderfully.

"Remember your place, Olivia, You're my wife in name only. Don't get too comfortable," Lucas growls, his voice firm and commanding. "What's your problem, Lucas? I was just trying to be nice," Olivia retorts, her eyes flashing with anger. "You should respect the terms we agreed on, remember whose contract this is, Olivia. You should stick to it," Lucas snaps back, his voice cold and intimidating In a world of wealth and power, Olivia will stop at nothing to secure her inheritance - even if it means bringing home a stranger as her husband. With her family's shocking news ringing in her ear - “ get married or give up the company '' Olivia crosses paths with Lucas, a charismatic and enigmatic billionaire with demons of his own. As they navigate their pretend marriage, their initial hatred and distrust slowly give way to a forbidden attraction that they are not prepared to confront. But just as they begin to open up, deceitful lies and secrets threatened to tear them apart. Can they overcome the trauma of their past and confront the truth about their present? Or will they become strangers who never met each other? Dive in to find out……

“Pig,” I muttered under my breath. He took a deep pull of his pipe and breathed out. Even though his manner was easy, I could see something dangerous flash in his eyes. “Now, now. There’s no need for names. Once we get to know each other better, I’m sure you’ll find me quite irresistible. They all do.” He patted his lap, and he was back to his languid self. “Here. Why don’t you make yourself comfortable? I’m told I make a very pleasant seating arrangement. Careful, I might poke you in the middle.” _________ Clara Grey is a cursed werewolf. Her parents betrayed the Moonstone Pack and were killed when she was a child. Now she has nothing to look forward to in life except for being bullied by the horrible members of her pack. However, everything changes when vampires attack her city, and she meets the mysterious, but terrifyingly handsome Prince Deanneth of the Dark Shade pack. Not everything is as it seems with Prince Deanneth. He is a dark, twisted werewolf with a desire to possess Clara’s heart, soul, and mind. Clara Grey must not only battle the newly arisen threat of the Greater Vampires, but also the cruel manipulations of her new Alpha Deanneth Legiere. ________ Daily Update. This is NOT a story for faint-hearted. This is a story about dark hierarchical werewolf society containing explicit sexual content, menage, violence, abuse, trauma , drug and strong language. Definitely not suitable for readers who get triggered by these topics. Please read at your own risk.