"Do ya like it?" he asked, eager to know her thoughts. She nodded, her eyes honestly drinking in every detail of the beautiful world just beyond her fingertips. "Imma gets us there one day, Saija," he spoke softly. She tried to hide it, but a smile formed on her face. "We gonna live in freedom one day... with fresh cool air... Where we can wake up whenever our hearts desire... okay? But until that day we gots to work and we gots to work hard. Hear?" She nodded, meeting his gaze, and he spoke his next words more sincerely. "Until we get the privilege to leave here we gots to live smart... This place is dangerous, Saija... Some these men wanna do ya harm, but as long as I'm here, I won't let that happen. But ya gots to heed my words... I don't boss around for no reason at all. Neither Arliss... We're protectin' ya. Hear?" A bob of her head was sufficient enough for now. He yearned for her to speak but realized he would have to get there another day. *** In a world where life is an uphill battle, Ronny's struggles have been especially daunting. Losing his mother at a young age and being abandoned by his father, Ronny found solace in the grueling but familiar work of the mines, a common fate for many under the oppressive regime in Endepur. Despite the hardships, Ronny quietly toiled away, always ready to lend a helping hand to his friends while keeping a low profile to avoid any trouble. However, his entire world is about to be turned upside down when he receives surprising news about a long-lost sister. This revelation completely blindsides him as he had no idea she even existed. ⛔️Trigger warning: this story contains mentions of abuse and sexual assault. This is also a spanking story and will contain the spanking of a minor; read at your own risk. Updated every Thursday 📝

Life has reinvented the definition of rock bottom so many times for twenty-six-year-old Sadie Blake. When her parents divorced she received a new stepfather, countless bruises and a major aversion to alcohol. With her stepfather she inherited a depressed mother, new siblings and a reckless stepsister. With her stepsister, an abandoned baby nephew and a lifetime of responsibility... Responsibility has never frightened Sadie. For so long it's been all she's known, thrown into situations outside her control and forced to just find a way to make it work. But the kind of responsibility and obligation Sadie has had to endure in her young life isn't sustainable for anyone, let alone a vulnerable teenage girl just trying to keep her family safe; and the repressed memories and overwhelming darkness lingering always in the back of her mind grow more menacing by the day, begging to be seen and felt, and threatening to consume her altogether. Through enlisting the help of a therapist, Sadie realises her list of regrets is a lot more comprehensive than she first thought, and topping that list are two very different but equally important people - Ruben Foster and Camden Jones - neither of which she has seen in over a decade, but who she comes to learn will be key to her positively moving forward in life with her eleven-year-old nephew. But the process of trudging through their respective shared pasts is proving a lot more challenging than she anticipated...

Kandell Anderson can not keep her job with her past hunting her. She had just recently worked at a coffee shop. With a low paying wage. After her friend April knocks her over the head. She finally goes on a job hunt, where she meets Axel Knight, Bachelor slash, womanizer slash, cold hearted beast She was broke He was broken {This story has not been Edited so please be with me on the grammar and spelling errors. English is not my first language after all} Thank you, please enjoy😄 × × × WARNING THIS BOOK IS UNEDITED × × ×

*The Green Mile Fanfiction* Roxanna James always wanted to be a writer but what she never wanted was to be working at Cold Mountain Penitentiary in E-Block when a collection of very unusual events take place...

Xelahni made it as far as the gas station before her foot gave out on her " yo you good ?" She jumped at the voice and nodded " you sure ? Yo foot look funny asl" she looked down at her foot and started crying because the pain started to hit her since her adrenaline went away . " I ..I think I sprung my ankle ." The guy nodded and went to pick her up and she flinched " I'm not gonna hurt you , what's ya name ?" She looked in his eyes " Pooh"he chuckled and nodded " okay Pooh lemme help you get to the hospital okay ?" She was hesitant but agreed anyways " I didn't get your name " he placed her in the front seat " you can call me p" she nodded and held her bag closely to her " when's the last time you showered ?" She shrugged because she genuinely didn't remember her parents never allowed her to bathe they always came in and wiped her down for their next customer. " well okay" They made it to the hospital in no time " aye can I get some help she gotta sprained ankle I think , her shit look funny" the nurse helped Xalahni out the car and into a wheelchair " okay we can take it from here" he nodded and disappeared.

"It was a mistake..." She told her mother, folding her hands into each other. "Marrying him..." Her mother said nothing, she simply sat there as her only daughter stood across from her, on the verge of collapsing from bruised ribs and cracked shins. "Mom." She wanted to reach out, softly tap her aging mother. Though that was the restriction of her life. The binding stereotype that she was gentle and slow to anger. In reality, what wanted to explode from her ribs was a scream of an animal, and the tears of repressed rage and fear. She wanted to throw her body onto the floor, but the thought made her damaged body ache more. There was no response from her mother. The deafening silence reminded her of her own quietness as her husband shouted at her, his fists bloody. He told her that she was only a tool for his amusement and a money-whore for her indigent family. She was nothing else but a tool for both parties. And she was starting to believe him. --------------------- Sarah Johnsen's life spirals from the normal gritty resilient fight to a serene wonderland. On the outside, she's married to a kind family with untold riches, but on the inside, her husband is the devil himself. Forcefully married at 18, Sarah was forced to kill her own dreams of becoming a doctor in order to bind her poor family to the rich bastards of Glendale by marrying their youngest; Oliver Grean. Their arrangement had the ability to brew the largest timespan of misery any of them has ever known. From lost toddlers to paid staged kidnappings, the binding of the two families, the Johnsen's and the Grean's created a mixture of chaos, confusion, sorrow, fear, grief, and dangerous rage. And there seems to be no haven to escape to. Or is there? (TW: Rape, molestation, abuse, kidnapping, abandonment, swearing, murder, drug use, suicide attempts/thoughts, necrophilia, fire; READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!) !-A series of lore for the Stratford Series (first installment is "Casanova")-! [Final Version]

Being alone? Check. Being afraid? Check. Being abused? Check times 3. Honestly, my life wasn't this bad before, not until I ended in foster care... SIKE! My life was always bad. From the moment I was born, I lived with an abusive father who blamed me for my mother's death, and even I couldn't disagree with him. Here are a few questions I am constantly asked: 'Do I do well in school?' No, are you kidding me? The only subject I'm good at is Visual Arts. 'Do I have a kind and caring family?' No, I don't think I do. 'Do I have anyone who cares about me?' No, I'm a loner and socially awkward. 'Do I have privileges?' No, if you haven't understood the message yet, I live in an abusive household. Now, you might ask if there are any questions the answer is yes. I'll give you some. 'Do I want to die?' Yes, I sometimes do. 'Do I feel alone in this world?' Yes, always. 'Do I get a beating every day?' Yes. *** This is Amara Williams, a 13 year-old with average grades and no friends. What happens when her only guardian, her dad, is dead? What happens when she finds out that she has five older brothers who are not only strict and demanding, but also protective assholes? More importantly, what happens when she finds out that she was taught lies from the moment she was born? Follow Amara as she digs deeper into her family history, uncovering the secrets and discovering the lies. ___ ⚠️ Trigger Warning ⚠️ There will be mentions of abuse, r@pe, self harm, death, and many other dark themes. I have given a warning now, and I will give a TW in each chapter when reading for safety reasons. However, I want all of my readers to know what to expect so that they can decided for themselves if they want to read. Read at your own discretion! ____ Highest Rankings: #1 in Rules: Oct. 18. 2020 #1 in Truth: Jan. 16. 2021 #1 in Alcohol: Jun. 18. 2021

(Completed; Edited) #Second Place in the Grand Dame Awards (14th February 2019) hosted by Majestic Inc. #Reader's Choice Award (23rd February 2020) in The Blossoming Story Awards. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Reminisce and cherish the past, cringe and shudder at the past. But never live in the past. The present is pleasant, like a gift full of surprises to you, and you better open it up before someone else snatches it away from you." °•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°• He was her childhood crush. She liked him very much; in fact, she thought she was in love. But boy was she wrong! Even though he knew how much she fancied him all along, he only kept bullying her time and again. So now, she hates him with every ounce of her blood. But the twist is, he's head over heals for her now. Ruby Shaw is someone who hates her home town and would rather stay somewhere else than her old house. But she has to come back home after almost five years; back to the place which contributed only bad memories for her. When she runs into him again after so many years, would she be able to suppress her long lost feelings and force them to remain dormant? Would she let him conquer her even though she remains so adamant to stay UNCONQUERED? •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•° "We both were crying. He was crying because he knew he was fucked up. I was crying because he was the one who fucked me up." *************** [Previously known as "I'm Over You"] WARNING: Contains usage of strong language and triggering content. Read at your own risk.

"Books and words are all I have left..." This world is filled with horror, fear, anger, hatred, wonder, awe, happiness, appreciation... Outside, the faces we put up, the paint we lay, thick and bright - all those cover those mud filled hole that we all hide. Sometimes, we all need a break. But how can you show it if you're afraid? If you don't want to hurt others? If you just don't want to make the world worst? This is just a story - letters - from one to herself during the darkest times, trying to bring out a glimmer of hope. During high school and the expectations of reality and the way the world works now.

A young woman who was suicidal since a long time finally once attempted it but saved by the CEO of Chase Industries ltd. Though little did he know, he was walking into the unchartered territory of hallucinations and other past traumas. Would their love be her reincarnation or his own destruction? Or will he finally make his peace with his own traumas? Follow the heart touching story of the two lovers battling mental health issues as they seek companionship in each other. ______________________________________________________ "Don't worry princess... You're not alone. No matter how many ghosts may come and haunt you; I'll still fight them all to come hold you even in the afterlife. You're my everything - the beginning, the end and the in-between!" ________________________________________________________ Depression, mention of suicide and mental trauma is basically the foundation of this book. Please be careful of the trigger warnings. Wish you the best though! :) This story contains: Sexual content Violence Rape and abuse Depression Suicidal attempts But more importantly, lots of love! * Awareness for mental health issues is must. * "There is hope, even if your brain tells you there isn't." ~John Green