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I'm not great with descriptions, but the authors note and prologue should clear everything up. **currently up for whattys after that's over I'll be adding more chapters ♥️ including my miscarriage **top rankings #1 unhappy ending #1 not a happy ending #1 FWB #4 true story #5 true #9 childhood friends #13 friends with benefits #14 love hate relationship #15 friends to lovers #20 true love #20 love hate relationship

Five Star Reviews for Atlantis Academy: "Omg this book was amazing I couldn't put it down or stop reading. I carried it with me open on my phone while I did everything just to keep reading. I need more of all of this. Epic story, epic content, epic visuals, just epic. LOVE THIS!" "Once I got into this story, I did not stop reading it. This is a beautiful story about a very awkward girl who is riven with so much pain and angst and yet... this makes her who she is and shapes her into the person she will become. The world she finds herself awakened to is magical and yet filled with the all-too-familiar cliques and tribes of the very human people who inhabit it. One word to describe the story: beautiful!" "The story pulls you headlong to the end and leaves you wanting to shout "No! Not yet!" ...If there were 6 stars, I would have given it that." *** Humanity is one secret society away from extinction. The children of Atlantis use magic to keep us safe. If they make it through the Academy. Hi, I'm Lyric. And I'm kind of a mess. ADHD, that's me. I'm a high school drop-out, late everywhere I go, and one screw-up away from being homeless. I'm a loner, and I like it that way. Who needs friends when you have a Redwood forest nearby? Trees never bully me like the kids did at school. Or get drunk and throw things at my head. After my mom died, I figured life couldn't get much worse. I thought it might even get better. Ha. The universe has a great sense of humor. I should've listened to the rumors about evil spirits. About the angry, ancient magical creatures haunting our small Oregon Coast town. But did I? No. That was my first mistake. And it might be my last. 'Cause now I'm in a battle for my life. A whole new world has opened up... a magical world I don't understand. And the blood in my veins says I belong here. But I have to prove myself to save myself. And when have I ever done that?

Katie never imagined something like this could happen to her. She always thought she would live peacefully with her millionaire Dad and twin brother Kyle. Luke somehow turns out not to be Luke as unexpected events occur in her life. Her family gets captured, Dad's company was taken over by an enemy, but not the enemy we expected and she gets to meet people she never even thought off. Adventure. Teenromance. Family wars. Heart breaks. Is what to expect from our story, WHEN REALITY HITS PERFECT. Trust me guys the story is more fun than how it's been put cause I'm not really good at writing these things. ** "What's wrong?" He asked and I pointed straight ahead where light was pouring in. He still looked at me confused, not getting what I was saying. I sighed before opening my mouth "Run" and as soon as I said that the door was kicked open and we could hear them shouting. "Where are those little trouble makers?" they asked her but she shook her head telling them she had no idea where we were. One growled madly like an angry lion and yelled "You can run away little kiddies but you can't hide forever" and with that we heard gun shots and curses but little did they know, we were already out the door..... This story has a touch of violence and abusive words. Hope you love it. Every character and event happening is just my imaginationse, no copying my story

Letter ��������rs Series: Book 1 Dear Luke, Do you know how annoying friends can be? I Suppose you must, considering you live with your three best friends. Anyway, I don't want to do this, but my friends are making me. I don't want to bother you with my personal life, and honestly, the only reason I'm doing this is because I doubt you'll ever actually read these. Lyra's lucky number is two. Why? She has two parents. Neither care for her. She has two friends. They're the reason she doesn't cut. In the last two months things between Lyra and her parents have gone from bad to worse. It only took her friends two days to realize this. And it only took two weeks for them to come up with the Letter Project: She would draw two names out of the bag and choose one. Lyra will write two letters and after that she will have two weeks to decide whether she will continue to write the letters or not. She decides to continue, and that decision will change her life. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Warning: Will have self destructive thoughts near the end and triggering thoughts as well. Please be cautious if you are sensitive to possible reminders or causes of relapse. If you do cut, burn, or do any other kind of self harm, please, feel free to PM me if you ever need someone to talk to, or just someone who will listen. I may not personally know you, but I truly do care. I'm always available, (it's not like I have a life...) and would love to be there to remind you that yes, there may be people who insult you, and hurt you through out life, but there are also people like me who care, and would like to become your friend. I know how you feel, and even though I have never cut, there have also been times when I seriously considered it, as well as suicide. I'm always willing to listen, give advice, or just be a 'shoulder' to cry on.

KNOWN PREVIOUSLY AS HE RAPED ME...BECAUSE OF MATE PREVIEW: It's all but silent when it's over. I'm left alone in the woods. I don't have the strength to get up. So I curl into a ball, hugging my knees to my chest, sobbing, and yowling as I've never done before. Red hot blood seeps from between my thighs unto the leaves beneath me, taking my virtue along with it. A fowl reminder of the atrocious act just done to my once untouched body. In the very far distance, I hear a wolf howl into the night, the sound is haunting, sounding in as much agony as I am in. *.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.* Rape, Blood, Secrets, a Cult, Rituals, Sacrifice, Betrayal, Death, and a Tragic Love Triangle is the recipe for a new species yet to be discovered. Will one girl be able to handle all thrown her way? Or will she let the darkness consume her into the monster she is foretold to become? *.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.* WARNING: This book is Rated R for a reason, there are explicit sexual scenes, mature themes, and provocative language. There are also some difficult subjects I tackle in my book, so if you are not comfortable with these sorts of topics, I suggest you go no further than here. For all my past readers, welcome back!! To the new and improved version! Boy, do I have a rollercoaster of a journey for you to tag along on. Some names have been changed and the plot thickened, so get ready.

"What's it like?" Luke whispered, playing with her hands as they sat there in silence "Hmm?" She turned her head to see the tall boy next to her "Depression, what's it like?" She thought long and hard about her answer, "It's like drowning but... you can see everyone else around you... breathing" ••••• "I'm Fine" - the biggest lie a person has ever told. Courtney was Luke's best friend until she fell into depression and there was no one to catch her. Not until Mark came along and everything was okay, apart from Luke was being torn apart every time he saw them - but it was making her happy, the relationship, so he was 'Fine'. Mark brutally broke up with Courtney and now she won't talk to anyone. Courtney has depression again but it's worse - and Luke has to bring her out of it.

They lied to me. My own family. My so-called friends. All of them hiding the truth, that we're tied to the criminal underworld, a forte where my family, the Storms, are the undisputed kings. Then everything falls apart. My dad gets framed. My cousin ends up dead. And the boy I've had a childhood crush on-Nathaniel-turns out to be the one who could destroy me. At least Luke, the one person I shouldn't want, fights to keep me from breaking... but even he has secrets. But it's gets even worse, because now an organization is rising from the shadows, an organization that opposes everything my family stands for. And in a family of warmongers and sociopaths, I stood out as a glaring weakness. The most normal, the most vulnerable, and the most efficient way to end a dynasty that has ruled for centuries. Because what is a throne without an heir, and a crown without its king. So here I am, stuck in a game of blood and betrayal where the only way to survive is to stop being the fragile girl they thought I was. If I have to burn bridges, spill blood, and embrace the monster inside me, then so be it. Because this time, I'm not running from my darkness. I'm becoming it.

Highest ranked- #10 in action 2/16/2017 A promotion. That's all I wanted. I didn't want to run for my life. I didn't want to be kidnapped. I didn't want to face death. I didn't want to find out my whole life was a lie. I just wanted a bloody promotion. Guess fate had other plans? **** The cold air fanned over my face as I opened the door. The exit door lead to the back of the building so it was pitch black. I leaned against the wall trying to control myself. Blood was running down my arm and head. My hair was stuck to my face from all the sweat and blood. Everything was spinning around me and the ground seemed like it was shaking. Groaning I sat down and put my head on my knees. He knows who I am. He knows how I look like. He knows where I work so possible knows where I live. I am not safe anymore... no where. While I was in my own world I heard faint sounds behind me but I didn't bother to look or run away. The footsteps got closer and I was pretty sure it was Walker's men. I should run. I should try to fight. But what's the point in trying to run away? He would eventually find me and if he has his way he would most likely kill me. If this is my fate then why am I trying to fight it? I felt someone harshly grab my waist and pull me up and I complied. They dragged me down the alley and into the busy street. I heard the opening of a car and the next thing I knew I was being thrown into a car. My head hit the hard leather seat and the door shut behind me. Maybe this is how my life will end. Maybe I should just let it happen. Maybe I was destined to die alone as a no one. With that I let the darkness consume me.

"She's right! She's right! I don't cut in the right spot." My hold tightens on my wrist. The red blood oozes out of my wrist. I slide up and grab my bag and run out of the bathroom. I don't care if people can see the blood I just want to get out. I race for the doors and shove through people. I earn a lot of glares and glances that read "weirdo." I ignore and push. I run to my house and lock myself in my bathroom. I don't bother closing the front door cause I don't care if people come in to kill me. I grab my razor and cut deep cuts into my arm and wrists falling into a pool of my own blood. • • • Evangeline has a great life. Friends? Check! Good grades? Check! Loving family? Check! But what if she has secrets that nobody knows of? What if the only thing she can trust is her secret diary? What if slowly but surly she's dying inside? How can an innocent twelve year old deal with these problems? Will she keep on facing these problem till the day she breaks. Her school burns down forcing her into a different school to meet different people and she has to fit into a different lifestyle as well. Meet Evangeline. Now at 17 years of age in a new high school. Not all girls anymore. No uniform. Meet Drake. Your classic bad-boy. He just moved to Saint Abigail high school. He is assigned partners with the quiet, calm, unnoticed Evangeline. As time progresses he finds that she isn't as happy on the inside as she is on the outside. Can he save her? Or is it too late? • • • Some rude language. Depression and cutting. Don't say I didn't warn you. Okay, I wrote this at the start of this year (may 2016) and I had very poor writing skills. This book hasn't been edited and the whole idea is cliche so I wouldn't recommend you read it but I'm not stopping you, either. Read at your own risk. • • • Copyright © 2017 by -moonlust. All rights reserved.

Psychological Horror and Slow-burn Dark Romance. 18+ --------------------------- It's been five years since that fateful Friday night. I remember it like it was yesterday. The night I was kidnapped. I was held against my will. Tortured. Starved. Broken apart, piece by piece. All in the name of "curing" me. He didn't just steal my freedom. He rewrote the rules of pain, of fear - and then, somehow, of love. If you'd told me I'd fall for the man who ruined my life, I would've laughed in your face. But reality doesn't always follow logic. He's given me this journal and I'm going to write my story. This is my truth. My confession. My war cry. Because what he did to me deserves to be known. --------------------------- THIS BOOK CONTAINS TRAUMATIC CONTENT! TRIGGER WARNINGS: Kidnapping, assault, systemic abuse, mentions of Domestic Violence and childhood trauma, phobias, blood and gore, body horror, and mental illnesses including severe psychosis. READER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED! --------------------------- Original version: 2023-24 Rewrite started: Feb 2025 to present