(Mature content warning!! includes language and smut) "Strike two Sarah." he takes out a knife and leaves a little cut on her cheek I hear her scream when he cut her "FUCKING STOP! I WILL KILL YOU!" I yell at her and try to lunge at him but the tall man holds me back and ties my hands behind my back with rope then to the foot of the couch so I cant go anywhere "Please stop! Im not lying!" I say half yelling half crying "Strike three" he says and holds a gun up to her head He looks me in the eye and cocks back the hammer "No wait please! No please listen! Take me! kill me, torture me, Hold me for ransom, do ANYTHNG you want to me. Whatever you need! Just PLEASE dont hurt her. Just dont... Please. Im begging you." I yell while pulling at the ropes "Anything?" the tall man behind me says

18+ "Don't come near me." Erin sobbed. Her arms shakily held up a gun as she took steps away from her captor. "I will shoot." Her captor stood in front of her, a look of amusement on his face as he raised his hands in fake surrender. "I want you to let me go." Erin said, raising her chin and attempting to give an aire of confidence, "Call off your security, let them go home. Let me go home." The confidence was short lived as Erin felt the tears fall down her face and drip down from her chin. Two years she had been here. Two years away from her family and the life she once knew. Two years of abuse from her captor. "Now now kitty, you know I won't do that. So be a good little girl and put down the gun." The man took two steps towards her. Erin fumbled with the gun before clicking off the safety. She had never held a gun before, much less used one, but she had seen him handle one so often she felt like an expert. "I am not yours! You can't keep me forever." Erin watched in slow motion as her captor reached out for the gun, ripping it from her grip. A hand pulled at her hair, as she screamed in pain and frustration. Before she knew it she was in the steel grip of her captor, an all too familiar situation. "You are mine. You will always be mine, and I will fuck you every second of every day until you get that through your pretty little head." ________ Erin once had dreams of University, first loves and creating the perfect family. Now Erin dreamed of freedom.

Brooke is a hardheaded, blunt, champion boxer who hasn't lost a fight and doesn't take no for an answer. when her Bestfriend Evanley brings her to a BDSM club things end turning out wrong. she meets billionaire club owner who's looking for a new sub. will she submit to him? or will he give up everything to submit to her? Don't copy my books!! EXCERPT below!!! I smooth my hands over my dress. He's wearing a black suit with a black tie. He looks... nice... or whatever. Him eye-fucking me is really starting to get under my skin. I grab my backpack that's at the bottom of the stage, I don't plan in staying in these clothes but I'll wear them until I can get a chance to change. I narrow my eyes and approach him in a cautious but bitter manor. He gets the picture because he plasters a triumph smirk on his face. That fucker. "What are you doing here leach" my words are like acid hopefully hinting that I don't want him to be here. "I can't get a hello from my date? You look beautiful" his eyes roam up and down my body and I stiffen. The muscles in my stomach tighten and I swallow the lump in my throat. I agree I do look nice. I'm wearing a cream colored dress that's open in the back. There's a thigh high split that's a little too far up for my liking but its fine. I put my hair up in a ponytail but it looks nice I guess. "So where are we doing this?" I question, ready to get this thing over with. "Dinner sounds good to me, ready baby?" he stretches out his hand which I reluctantly take. He pulls me to him and snakes his hand around my back to clasp my waist. "Your skin is so soft love" he purrs in my ear. "I'm not your baby I'm not your love or whatever other cute names you want to call me, and keep the touching to a minimal" he chuckles and leads me out side to a black Porsche that's waiting for him. So he's got money. I can see where the cockiness comes from.

(18+ recommended but I don't care, read at your own risk) (this story was written so long ago and it's so cringy so read at your own risk. 25JAN22) My name is Fawn, you don't need to know my last name yet. All you need to know is I'm 17 years old and I worked at a small cafe. Until one day, one man.. Made my whole life change. Forever. (Previews of parts of the story) "You better not leave this fucking room!" "IM SORRY I NEED TO FIND HER!" _________________ "I feel your heartbeat on my leg" "W-what?"

"Baby, there's no secret you can keep from me, which means that if you leave me, I will always find you." In another life we would have been lovers. In another life this was my happily ever after and he was my Prince Charming. In another life it would have worked. But in this life, he was nothing more than a monster and this was my personal hell. A story in which a young woman with a traumatic past is kidnapped by a man of many secrets. Not your usual Wattpad kidnapped story, but if you like dark romance, you'll probably like Shattered. ... Memorable moments- 1k views- November 20th, 2018 100k- May 3rd, 2020 500k- May 18th, 2022 1M- October 18th, 2024