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Weekly Contest #165
Fall From Grace *Trigger Warning: Contains substance abuse, physical abuse, death, and other content that could be sensitive to some. So much pain. It’s like someone physically drove their hand into my chest, grabbed my heart, and violently ripped it out. My whole body aches. I can’t breathe. My only solace right now is this cold floor and mildly damp rug. Laying on my side with half of my face on the linoleum, I can feel the tears roll from one eye to the other. And all I want is someone to blame. Because...
Shortlisted for Contest #157 ⭐️
TW: Domestic Abuse/Violence I was so young when I fell in love with him. Seventeen is too young to know anything for sure, really. And it’s definitely too young to see through the sheep’s clothing worn by the fiercest wolves. Looking at him now, even in the midst of him resting so peacefully, I can see there is an evilness to him. Even if I didn’t have evidence by way of bruises and shattered glass, I can still see it. His whole aura reeks of demons and violence and insecurity. There was a time when I thou...
Weekly Contest #155
He was a bad decision. No. He was worse than that. He was a train wreck decision that could only end in turmoil and disaster. But, Oh. My. God. The way he touched her made her feel like a woman again. His hands were soft and held her as if they were handling glass. There was a power behind his embrace that made her heart race in a way that only a dangerous encounter could. Strong. Masculine. Bad. And oh-so-good.  ...
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