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Spoiled Rotten by Him

She's not deaf, not dumb; she can speak and even laugh. But what's the usefulness of talking when you can't explain your pain to people? What is the usefulness of smiling and laughing when you will later cry? Jean was a very beautiful and cheerful young girl, but she lost her mother at the age of nine. Instead of her father focusing on her and helping her forget the pain of the death of her mother, he went ahead and brought in his wife and children. Little Jean just wanted attention, trying to gain her father's love, but all her efforts were ruthlessly washed away. She regretted not having a mother and wished for her mother to not have died. She grew up alone, with no one to speak to and no one to make her laugh. Slowly, she started forgetting how to smile and how to speak; she even forgot how to show her expressions and emotions. She was a beautiful young woman with smooth skin that glowed like a doll. When she could smile, speak, and show emotions like a normal human, she wasn't the center of attention. But when she lost all these important elements of human life, it became easy to mistake her for a doll. The worst part was that even though people believed she was a doll, some perverts still wanted to take advantage of her. Just because she was now emotionless and had forgotten how to smile and speak, they thought they could exploit her. Oops! Don't be deceived by her angelic, doll-like appearance. She had lost all emotions and feelings not for them to take advantage of her; she was, in fact, a killing god. "Don't claim that! If it weren't for his timely intervention, that ugly Man would have been dead by now. But anyway, I will still go back to him; I won't leave him be until he's dead!" That was the letter she penned. "Jean do you want this store? just nod and it's yours" "the restaurant serve her the wrong food, Lock it immediately!" "Jean this is all my years property, please sign it, it's yours"
TemmyJenny · 324 Views

Spoil me a Little

She's not deaf, not dumb; she can speak and even laugh. But what's the usefulness of talking when you can't explain your pain to people? What is the usefulness of smiling and laughing when you will later cry? Jean was a very beautiful and cheerful young girl, but she lost her mother at the age of nine. Instead of her father focusing on her and helping her forget the pain of the death of her mother, he went ahead and brought in his wife and children. Little Jean just wanted attention, trying to gain her father's love, but all her efforts were ruthlessly washed away. She regretted not having a mother and wished for her mother to not have died. She grew up alone, with no one to speak to and no one to make her laugh. Slowly, she started forgetting how to smile and how to speak; she even forgot how to show her expressions and emotions. She was a beautiful young woman with smooth skin that glowed like a doll. When she could smile, speak, and show emotions like a normal human, she wasn't the center of attention. But when she lost all these important elements of human life, it became easy to mistake her for a doll. The worst part was that even though people believed she was a doll, some perverts still wanted to take advantage of her. Just because she was now emotionless and had forgotten how to smile and speak, they thought they could exploit her. Oops! Don't be deceived by her angelic, doll-like appearance. She had lost all emotions and feelings not for them to take advantage of her; she was, in fact, a killing god. "Don't claim that! If it weren't for his timely intervention, that ugly Man would have been dead by now. But anyway, I will still go back to him; I won't leave him be until he's dead!" That was the letter she penned. "Jean do you want this store? just nod and it's yours" "the restaurant serve her the wrong food, Lock it immediately!" "Jean this is all my years property, please sign it, it's yours"
Lovegold · 245 Views

Past First Quarter: A Romance Novel

Growing up, Rose's father kept her isolated in a mansion-sized cage of gold. Forced to grow up quickly after she runs away from her home, Rose learns firsthand that there is a lot of speciesism between werewolves and humans. Still unable to shift, she finds a mate and is thrust into the elaborate world of werewolves, council meetings, and territory battles. Aries has a past he wants to be forgotten and when he happens to run into his mate he's forced to change his plans in order to keep her and his pack safe. His secrets slowly come out forcing Rose to question how someone so cruel can be destined for her. Love story aside and with adamant hate for the way werewolves treat humans, Rose will have to work with Aries to change the way the council runs things. ~Excerpt~ "You're not reacting?" I said confused. He raised an eyebrow but otherwise looked indifferent. "Am I supposed to," it was more of a statement than a question but his lack of a reaction made me realize he actually had no clue who I was. I frowned at him analyzing him for a long time before my lips spread thin into a goofy grin. I gave him the biggest smile, one that I haven't given to anyone in a long time. "Rosabella," I said stretching my arm out in front of us. He stared at my outstretched hand for what felt like forever before his large hand wrapped itself around my smaller one. "Aries," he seemed to be making his grip as light as possible. Almost as if he feared that anything tighter than that would break my smaller hand in his. I tilted my head confused. "Like the god of war?" I asked. His grip suddenly tighten which made me flinch and he quickly let go before looking away from me as if trying to avoid eye contact. "Sure," he said. I was about to ask another question when I heard someone ask a group of ladies not too far away from us, "Have any of you seen this girl?" The woman looked at the picture and then looked up in confusion just before her eyes met mine and recognition hit her face like a slap to the cheek. I knew immediately that I had been found. "Shit," I said just as Ares walked up to what I was assuming was his motorcycle. He put his helmet on and the guys speaking to the lady a few feet away turned around to look at where the lady pointed me out. I yelped and jumped on the back of Aries motorcycle hugging him from behind for dear life. "What are you doing?" "Drive!" I don't know if it was the panic in my voice or the fact that I was shaking uncontrollably but thankfully he didn't question me further. He instead, stepped on it and we were speeding through the town just before the men could react.
Lewinski_Lopez · 6K Views
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