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FINALLY!! The BULLIED series has come to an end. I want to thank all those who supported me throughout this book and waited till the end… I love you all so much. I always said “I would never support rape” and this is me still saying that I do not support it. I had an idea and a plot, I was inspired by an article I found on Stockholm syndrome… that was why I found the Book 1 necessary to be written, so you can see the back story.

“I was mad at her at first. I hated her, but then I stopped because it wasn’t her fault. She couldn’t take any more.” “Do you have those same thoughts?” “I have had them a few times, but I wouldn’t do that. It would mean he wins. He was partly responsible for my mom ending her life. I refuse to let him make me do the same.” “If you ever get those thoughts, promise you will come to me?” She nods. “I promise.” I lie down on the bed. “Come here.” Gracie lies down next to me and rests her head on my chest. I slip my arm protectively around her. She snuggles into my side, takes my hand in hers and links our fingers.

Rachel stayed silent and let her sister cry to her heart content. Rachel was taken aback when she received a call from her sister, Raelianna crying. She panicked for a while before she could think rationally and told her sister to meet up in a restaurant, as for the reason why in the restaurant, it is because the walls have ears. When Rachel arrived in the private room, Raelianna was already there, and in front of her were some papers and pictures. Raelianna was already crying. There are mixed emotions in her eyes, despair, anguish, self-condemnation. Rachel walks forward and among the pictures, she saw her son with a girl whose appearance was a little similar to Lily when she was young. Ra

I can't stop thinking about everything, from the cave to Gabriel being my mate and then to saving the people. It is starting to become so depressing especially since I don't even have a clue where to find the moonstone. I have finished my mom's book and I haven't found anything useful again apart from the handwritten poem at the back. With everything worth sacrificing, I chose my own flesh. Out of the weak comes the strong And out of the strong comes the mighty. The purest of all. White as snow, pure as the blood in her veins. The war is coming. At the strike of the snow on the ground.

It was an end to everything. Xx____xX Layla was 18 when she moved out with her little brother from her Aunt's house. She wanted to do something for herself and her brother. But she kept failing. She thought she was her father's strong daughter but every time she took a step, she was proven wrong. The reason she moved out from her Aunt's house was also a trauma for her. The trauma she decided she won't discuss with anyone ever in her life. But it kept haunting her and suicide thought always kept running through her mind.

So maybe it’s time you start writing your next bestseller. Love, Jin She smiled. Her brother was so thoughtful. He was everything that Kimberly wasn’t. And her heart swelled with the love that her new family offered her. She opened the box and found a brand new Macbook Air. She couldn’t stop smiling. Jin was absolutely right. Writing would be the best thing for her to do whilst she stayed in Paris. She remembered the novel she started writing. Then she remembered, she can’t work on that again. She would make herself too heartbroken if she continued that story. Justin inspired that love story. But now, her love story with him faced an uncertain ending.

His voice hardens. "He will kill you and everyone I care about," late tears fallen. "He said once I'm married, he will get everything he owned. Seema was there; she didn't care and assumed I needed a husband like Devin. And so when I looked behind me, I saw piles of dead bodies. Bodies of Effie, your brothers, Athena, Ares, my parents... Everyone. And you." I paused, and I closed my eyes to erase that image. "Liam, it was horrifying... I couldn't. I couldn't bear to consider it in reality. Liam, I can't." I collapsed down and cried.

The Aducator said it herself, she was dead in which ever form that comes in and she could use any form to hurt Layla, she could use William. Layla realized that there was no way to fight death in this world. And even if they did fight, her army and she would be fighting her family. Layla pulled herself up in a sitting position and grabbed on of the books and pens that laid sprawled out on one of the library desks. She flipped to an open page and started to write. She wasn’t sure to who she was writing, but she just needed to tell someone what was happening to her, even if it was just a piece of paper. She wrote twelve pages full, every word she thought of now written down in someone else boo

there must be a reason two people in the space of twenty four hours had insinuated it. "Yes, but you already know my opinion on the boyfriend. I admit, I do prefer the other brother for you" she explained so calmly like her words weren’t out of line being that Seth was literally only down the corridor and up the stairs. “Ah yes but the only opinion that matters is mine” I retorted, She never liked Seth and the feeling was mutual in his eyes. They both hated each other with a passion and it was all for trivial reasons. She thinks Seth is no good for me and believes I deserve better. God I don’t even know what that means? Better how? I was a simple girl and if I didn’t deserve the boy classed

The doctor left after discussing something with Aziel in a low voice and I frowned since I did not want to be kept in the dark. After the doctor went out, Aziel came and sat next to me. He took one glance at my face and sighed. “ Fire away” he said, so I asked the question which was bugging me the most. “How come I ended up here?” I gestured to the hospital room. Aziel looked really guilty then. “Actually the car which hit you was driven by me” He said and I asked “Is that why you look so guilty?”. He took a hold of my hand and linked our fingers together. It was such an intimate gesture and he looked so vulnerable. “ That and the fact that I let you be kidnapped right under my nose. If I ha