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HEALING HEARTS: A SECOND CHANCE LOVE STORY

Marcus and Juliana unknowingly cross paths, their worlds collide with an intensity neither of them could have anticipated. Drawn to each other by an inexplicable force, they find solace in their shared pain and understand each other in a way no one else can. Marcus, carrying the weight of betrayal and heartbreak, finds comfort in Juliana's understanding and empathy. He slowly begins to open up, allowing himself to heal while encouraging Juliana to do the same. Juliana, haunted by the trauma of her assault, has been struggling to regain her sense of self. Marcus's unwavering support and genuine care help her break free from the shackles of fear. With his encouragement, she learns to trust and love again, embracing newfound strength and resilience. Together, they embark on a journey of rediscovery, learning that the past doesn't have to define their present. However, as they navigate their way through their healing processes, their demons continue to lurk in the shadows, threatening to tear them apart. Moments of doubt and insecurity plague their minds, questioning whether they are truly capable of moving on. Their pasts relentlessly try to assert authority over their present. Ultimately, the outcome of their journey depends on their willingness to confront their demons and their determination to build a future together. Fate may have brought them together, but it is their choices and actions that will determine if they can leave the past behind and find love again.
LUCIAH98 · 15.7K Views

Heal the Monster

Story of my life, Gladys They say that it's a disease, some say that it's not a disease but a curse since you don't know when you will turn into a monster, but I call it a reality. Growing up so bright, my name is Gladys, I wanted to be a teacher but my dream got shattered when I paid my friend a visit, just a visit. Well, sadly my dad's truck had problems and we had to sleep over, sleep with Dorris and I agree, Dorris is just five years older than myself, sleeping in the same bed, I dozed off and sleeping, I felt hands touching my body, creeping beneath my underwear and touching my vagina, was it pleasurable? I woke up only to find Dorris touching me, what are you doing? But she asked me to shut up and guided my hands to touch her growing breast and touch her vagina, she instructed me to finger her faster and I did and she enjoyed it, whatever it was, it was disgusting but it changed everything for me. A monster started growing in without me knowing, a monster called lust. This is an inspirational story for anyone struggling from addiction to masturbation and pornography, a story of my life. _Warning: Explicit Content, Mature Themes_ _Note:_ This novel contains explicit details, mature themes, and potential triggers. Reader discretion advised. Not suitable for anyone under 18. _Important:_ This story is intended to inspire and support those struggling with addiction, not to entertain. Read responsibly. _Genre:_ Urban R18, Inspirational, Dark Fantasy _Tags:_ Mature Themes, Addiction, Masturbation, Pornography, Trauma, Redemption
Daoist6QbrvM · 2.9K Views

Eli's Otherworldly Echo

...something felt off. Despite the warmth of the celebration and the thoughtfulness of my friends, a strange unease settled over me. The journal in my hands, while beautiful and personal, felt like a key to something deeper. A weighty reminder that even with all the laughter and joy, there were layers beneath my ordinary life that I had yet to uncover. I opened the journal and flipped through the blank pages, wondering what I could possibly fill it with. As I reached the last page, a folded piece of paper slipped out. It was crisp and unfamiliar, not something I would have expected in a brand-new journal. Curiosity piqued, I unfolded it carefully. The note was handwritten in neat, flowing script: _"Your life is about to change. The key is within you, but you must remember who you are first. Happy birthday, Eli. You are more important than you think."_ A chill ran down my spine as I stared at the words. Who could have written this? How did they know I’d get this journal? The sense of unease that had been gnawing at me all day surged forward, wrapping around my chest like a vice. Suddenly, the classroom door creaked open, and I looked up, startled. Standing in the doorway was a figure I didn't recognize—small and frail, with long, dark hair cascading down her back. Her eyes, large and sorrowful, locked onto mine with an intensity that made my breath catch. For a moment, the world seemed to still. The air around me grew heavy, and the soft light filtering through the windows dimmed as though a shadow had fallen over the room. Her presence was haunting, almost otherworldly, as if she didn’t belong here—or maybe, as if she belonged more than anyone else. She took a step forward, her lips parting as if to speak. And when she finally did, her voice was barely more than a whisper, but it echoed in my mind with the force of a revelation: _"I'm sorry."_ With that, the room seemed to warp, reality blurring at the edges. Darkness crept in from the corners of my vision, swallowing the confetti, the balloons, the remnants of the party—until all that was left was the girl, the journal, and the strange, foreboding feeling that my ordinary life was about to be shattered forever. And then, everything went black. --- This is how it began: on what should have been a simple, forgettable birthday, I found myself thrust into a mystery far greater than anything I could have imagined. The note in the journal was just the first clue—a breadcrumb leading me toward something I could never have expected. Whatever this was, whoever this girl was, one thing was certain: my world had shifted, and there was no turning back. I was Eli, and my story was just beginning.
alreaper · 4.3K Views
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