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Previously known as My Thunderstorm ♡♡♡ "How dare you look at the flowers and call them beautiful? How dare you admire the beauty around you while disregarding the magnificence that flows through your veins. Believe me when I say that you are royalty, thunderstorms are afraid of your power. So before you look in the mirror and think that you are anything less than artistry hear me. When your eyes meet your insecurities please let these words echo through. How dare You?" He says while looking into my eyes. ♡♡♡ This story isn't all cupcakes and rainbows. This is a dark romance with violence and abuse in it. If you don't have anything nice to say about my work then keep your mouth shut. ♡♡♡ Started: 19 February 2023 Finished:

~Completed~ Love, annoyance and magic. What could possibly go wrong when you have hot heads and those who would do anything to get what they want. Will love conquer and help the bully grow or will things continue as they are?

//i let death corrode me, though i was the one controlling it// -extended summary inside- Started: 20/11/2021 Ended: 03/01/2022 Published: 01/01/2022

[# 88 in TEEN FICTION on 14/3/18.] [#5 in angerissues on 10/05/2018] COMPLETED!!! No matter where you come from, your dreams are always valid. RULE 1: Never let anyone under estimate the power of your dreams. RULE 2: Always follow rule one. These were the only principles little Ria lived by. Her devoting and protective nature always came out as harsh and bitch-y. Everytime she felt threatened, her claws came out, ready to defend...to destroy. It's only you who knows the value of your dreams. So, what will she do when her exterminator walks into her life, ready to ruin everything she lives for. She fight's. A fight between two souls. ________________________________ "Who do you think you are?" she asked, bravery seeping through every syllable leaving her mouth. A devil carves fear, and when you don't give him that, he is agitated. "Your nightmare baby." he smirked as he leaned closer to her. They say never look into his eyes...he is evil. Don't cross paths with him...he is unforgiving. Never challenge him...he is destructive. But what did she do??? Every damn thing she wasn't supposed to! Add a punch to the already shaky equation and you'll find yourself amidst drama...teenage drama. Is it right to let these two souls collide? "I am not your damn servant whom you order around, get that straight through your thick skull!" with that she walked away like a pro if I may say so...leaving him staring at the place where she previously stood. When an ego is hurt, revenge is born. "Come on guys. . .we need to sort out some things," all his friends could do was watch; watch helplessly, as destruction planted it's ugly claws into their lives. A tale of destruction, misery, loyalty, friendship, trust and betrayal. "If you call yourself a dreamer, I call myself a dream-snatcher. You won't even know what hit you, little girl," he thought, as he smirked wickedly at her retreating figure. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Has mild cursing be warned!

The moment his eyes lands on her, he's all determined to make her his. He gets and keeps her against her will. But what he doesn't know is that, there's someone else out there, lurking in the shadows who has his eyes on her, and an ulterior motive too... What happens when two psychopaths cross paths? Who is going to win and who is going to lose? However, the person who suffers and loses the most is the innocent soul who never thought that her life would turn into a living hell. ⚠️ WARNING ⚠️: Mature content, Physical abuse, Self-harm, Sexual assault, Gross torture and many more.... Note: Draft version, will be edited soon.

❝𝙵𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚊𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚢❞

(TWs: gore, abuse, sexual abuse, cursing) Why does he still breathe? Why is he kept alive in this shadowed purgatory where time has no meaning, and screams are swallowed by the walls? His cell is a cage, his life a cruel experiment, and his mind a battlefield. Questions claw at him relentlessly: Who is he? What is he? Why does this torment exist? The walls bleed stories of others-lost souls whose cries still linger, haunting the air. His own voice has grown hoarse from endless screams, his body a canvas of scars, a map of suffering that tells no answers, only pain. Every day is a ritual of degradation, where faceless captors toy with his humanity, stripping him of it piece by agonizing piece. The only constant is the endless cycle of questions. Why him? Why the torture? What is their purpose? He clings to the faintest memories of a time before-fleeting images of warmth, love, a face he cannot quite recall. But even those are slipping away, devoured by the void growing inside him. In this relentless, suffocating darkness, where hope is a distant memory, only one question remains: When will the game end, and what will be left of him when it does?

"Been about you, since I met you and imma keep it that way" You're special to me. You're the only one who I wouldn't mind losing sleep for, the only one who I can never get tired of talking to, and the only one who crosses my mind constantly throughout the day. You're the only one who can make me smile without trying, bring down my mood without the intention to and affect my emotions with every action of yours. I can't explain with just words how much you mean to me, but you're the only one I'm afraid of losing and the one I want to keep in my life. So, please don't leave me. ~April 18, 2021 ~July 21, 2021 Rankings: #4 in mentaldisorder 9/16/2021 #6 in highschoolsweethearts 9/16/2021 #38 in urban 9/16/2021 #14 in blacklove 9/16/2021 #5 in angerissues 9/16/2021 #12 in urbanromance 9/16/2021 #3 in bwbm 9/16/2021 #20 in contemporarylit 9/16/2021 #29 in urbanstory 9/16/2021 #2 in africanamerican 9/16/2021

She's not the chosen one, she is the cursed one. His curse and his redemption. "No, we can't" my breath hitched as his thumb traced my lower lips making the world around me spin. "I'm your mate Luna, you are mine as much as I'm yours" He kept his head on mine closing his eyes before he crashed his lips on mine sealing our deal. He is my forbidden fruit. I'm his only hope. But we cannot be together, it'll only bring chaos and destruction. **** She who is born from the willing sacrifice of hundred souls who were in complete agony. She who is born to destroy the evil and to bring peace. She who is with the power to rule the world. She who is born with a destiny to fulfill. Throughout her life all Luna wanted was to feel loved and accepted. But what happens when she realizes that her destiny is to kill her own mate? Who will she choose her destiny or her mate? (More Blurb inside ✿) Curse Series : 1. True love's curse (Completed) 2. Curse of Agony (Completed) 3. The hatred Curse (Coming Soon) Each book is a standalone. ♪happy reading♪♪ Start: 12 August 2021 End: 05 November 2021

Long ago, there were cities where people had special abilities, far beyond what normal humans could do. For many generations, they protected their world from evil, standing strong and unbeatable. But one terrible mistake changed everything. Someone from within betrayed them, or maybe it was a spell gone wrong, or a promise broken. This mistake brought a powerful curse upon their people. The curse doomed the 20th generation of these guardians to die early and mysteriously, no matter how strong or special they were. Now, their children-the 21st generation-are left to deal with the heavy burden of their parents' past.