"If love could talk, hearts would never break." In which murder is mistaken for mercy, and love is mistaken for lies. #1 - madlove / psychopath #3 - insanity

"Soothe the devils in my head, love me to my death." In which a psychiatrist gets kidnapped by a serial killer, only to lose her mind.

"As a child what did you enjoy most?" "Dancing in the rain with my mother. Running in the grass during the summertime." Kyla scribbled all the words Ace had said. The questions were generic and easy for Ace to answer. But the last two were hard. "What would you say to your father?" "You didn't hurt me. You killed me." "What did you lose Ace?" Kyla asked putting her pen down. "Everything." A tear rolled down Aces face. Side note. This story is completely fictional. The main character has a bipolar disorder and schizophrenia. Although I have researched it. Most of the symptoms and things are made up. So please don't be offended.

Madness : a state of severe mental illness You broke me. I have no choice but to break you back. ~ Love is dangerous. Love is madness. INSANITY SERIES PART 1 C O M P L E T E // U N E D I T E D

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When a strange advertisement appears on the local newspaper asking for compliant females willing to interview and connect with the minds of the worlds worst serial killers, Aria Black thinks it nothing short of an exaggeration. She applies for the job in order to spice up her monochrome lifestyle and let loose of her past. She receives the biggest shock of her life. That shock comes in the form of a man infamously known as Banshee. © bincus, 2017. recognitions: wattys shortlisted 2018. featured in mystery. #1 in mystery/thriller 2019.

[COMPLETE] [IN NEED OF EDITING] "He won't satisfy you like I will darling you know why? Because he's not me and you're not his slut. You're mine" "Answer him Adora or so help me you won't cum" Reid landed a spank to Adora's already sore ass. "R-Reid I can't fuck I can't" he locked his fingers into her curly hair pulling her up continuously slamming himself into her. "Be a good girl for me Adora and pick up the phone" he said lowly in her ear, filling her up. Adora reached over for the phone still feeling her orgasm building up. His hand reaches around her to rub her clit. "Adora baby where are you?" ➪ Adora Rose married to Theodore Hunt one would call him a momma's boy, their marriage is simple, problems she cannot handle. Their sex life is absolutely nothing Adora wants, she learns more about her sexual desires when Theo suggest a sex therapist. But he hires the best sex therapist in the country Reid Romano who introduces Adora to the world of BDSM. Adora fell for his charm even trying to avoid the idea of cheating on her husband but could ignore the temptation that came along with it. cover by RoseEmiliaSnape ✍︎︎ highest rankings #1 in therapist !! #1 in bwwm #1 in good girl #1 in affair #1 in secretrelationship #1 in bdsmrelationship #1 in sexual frustration #1 in submissive #1 in possessive #1 in darling #1 in mature #2 in jealousy #3 in ongoing #4 in love

[MATURE CONTENT] Have you ever wondered, what happens when a blood thirsty psychopath wants to get a therapy session just for the sanity of a name which leaves a trail wherever he goes. And what happens when that therapist wants nothing more but for him to sink his dick deep inside her to quench that undying lust against the line of her career. ***** "Say my name flower." Hoisting her smooth legs on his waist violently thrusting into her pussy as she bites her lips holding down the huge ball of moans just to taunt the green eyed Russian. Her client. "Never." Saying affirmative, Rosie swears in mockery not understanding the more she dares the psycho, the more hungry he gets for her. With that, a devilish grin crosses his face looking down at her lying on the table squirming hard obviously holding herself back from giving the tattooed man thrusting hard, deep, fast and so fucking good her brains melted, lost in the expertise of him inside of her. But no, she wouldn't give him the satisfaction of her loving every thrust he gives her sopping wet pussy until he accepts he needs her just as much as she needs this psycho. Softly, he whispers sucking her earlobe that has her toe curling and her pussy dripping. "By the end of the day I will have you moaning, begging and screaming my name flower, because you are mine. Fucking mine." **** Mature content Violence Mature romance 18+ IF YOU ARE NOT A FAN OF CONTROLLING MEN AND A SEMI-SUBMISSIVE FEMALE LEAD, PLEASE DO NOT READ. I REPEAT, DO NOT READ WITH INTENTIONS TO BRING HATEFUL COMMENTS BECAUSE YOU DO NOT LIKE IT. THANKS.

'Don't test me. This is MY right, after all I did for you, you should know that. You can't leave me- not if you tried, and not without punishment.' She knew him. He was her saviour. Her best friend. Once. Now, he was just her fear. The protection she received without deserving it. Without wanting it. Everyday for the rest of her life and she didn't even realise it; until now. Her life was average, maybe better. Her haunting past still left scars but she'd thought it had finally left for good. She could have a fresh start. Life was moving steadily for her, but she had been too optimistic. And him. He's been watching, yearning, waiting. She was his obsession. A twisted love that he valued over everything. And he was already a man who had everything. The life he'd built for himself was a dream for everyone but him. A gorgeous but sinister genius, success was merely the path, and she was the goal. Neither had he forgotten the past, nor would he let her. But to what lengths can one go to for that which they most desire? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ <This book is under constant editing>

NEEDS MAJOR MAJOR EDITING. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.WROTE IT WHEN I WAS NEW TO WRITING AND DIDN'T KNOW ANY BASICS (Re-uploading) Inside the shower she stood there completely drenched with water flowing over her, tied hands over her head , hairs sticking to her face, white shirt acting as a second skin revealing her black bra . She again whimpered pathetically "please" While he stood there only in his sweatpants with eyes boring holes over her head. Suddenly he moved forwars and jerked her by her wais pulling her to him he hissed in her ear "why were you hugging him amore. "By now she was sobbing. "ANSWER ME" He yelled making the poor soul more scared. She still didn't answer. He chuckled darkly "So you won't answer? Ok then you have two options.either I kill him or I punish you. "Her fearful orbs met with his raging ones. " Please don't" "No sweetheart I warned you but you didn't listen so now bear the consequence"