37 years old psycho also a mafia is now caged in a hospital with chains. Even devils are scare from him. Murder of his own parents. He wasn't like this always, his past made him a psycho. Doctors used him as lab experiments and he have killed more that 10 doctors now it's her turn. 25 years old she innocent and soft.she came here to heal him but her destiny was something else. In one night she was now caged by chains in his mansion. Raped her, broke her, claimed her. Still she fall in love with him. Now she was confused who he is actually? ⚠️ This story contains dark, obsessive love, mature 18+ romance, twisted games, trauma, and possessive desire. Read at your own risk.

In a world where fate is cruel and love is twisted, an over-possessive man becomes obsessed with a girl cursed by misfortune. To keep her, he weaves a web of deception and destruction-silently dismantling her world piece by piece: her family, her dreams, even her very sense of self. Under his control, she believes his love is salvation... until the truth unravels. The betrayal cuts deep, and hatred blooms where love once lived.She hated him until he gave his life for her..

Ardian Ellison is a highly adored psychiatrist. So, when he's tasked with assessing the new inmate at the prison he works for, he doesn't back down from the challenge She's intelligent, manipulative, sociopathic and dangerous. And he finds his life falling apart before he's even caught up Ivelle Honeycutt was imprisoned five years ago. And ever since, she's been scheming and manipulating every person she's come into contact with trying to get out again. To escape So when she's presented with Ardian Ellison, her new psychiatrist, she sees an opportunity as well as a game. 18+

When a girl with a gun and a binder walks into Raven's Ridge, she doesn't come to play. She comes with algorithms, a muffin tray, and a mind sharp enough to dissect a man without ever lifting a blade. But when her silence draws the attention of the Men of Iron, she becomes more than a statistic - she becomes a variable no one can control. Grinder doesn't talk about the past. Doesn't flinch. Doesn't fail. As the club's enforcer, he's the one they send when silence needs teeth. But the girl isn't afraid of his violence. She's afraid of what happens when he looks at her like she's not broken - just unfinished. She speaks in probabilities. He answers in scars. And the more they try to stay out of each other's way, the more they unravel something that doesn't obey logic. But danger doesn't always come with warning signs. And when the people hunting her close in, protecting her won't be enough. In a world built on silence, fire, and blood - sometimes the most dangerous thing isn't the man with the weapon... It's the girl who teaches him how to feel.

Sweat started to form all around my body as the pain consumed me. It was 9pm and this had to be the worst wave of heat I've ever experienced! My body ached as the flames traveled from my core, spreading to the rest of my body. I hate heat, every type of heat, but mainly this one. Heat, in my pack, is a bitch! The second you turn 16 your heat starts. Then for the rest of your life you get a heat cycle once a month, as if having a period isn't bad enough. The heat happens right after your period, leaving you 2 weeks of peace as a girl if you find your mate in your 16 years of life! If you did not find your mate at by 22 it will be every 2 weeks! Your period is still once a month, thankfully, but the heat cycle directly after your period is the strongest! Leaving you ONE week of peace...unless of course you don't find your mate by the time you turn 32. If you are unlucky enough to not have found your mate by the time you are 32, then yes it will be EVERY week! Leaving you NO peace!! Once you find your mate it goes back down to once a month, thankfully. Lucky, or lucky for me, I'm 17 meaning I've gotta deal with this once a month. This one in particular is the worst one yet! I grabbed the water on the side of my bed and tried to fix my dry throat.... (Legible, but under construction as of August 2025)

Nala's new position as Commander of two clans becomes very difficult as war is threatened by many clans. An unfair deal is made, and a marriage agreement gone wrong send Nala all over human territory with her husband and her boyfriend. As her romantic life begins to fall into ruin, will she let her heart rule her head? Or will she do what is right for her people? Major trigger warnings: Foul Language Gore Death Homophobia Sexual Assault I am so excited that the chapters are finally fixed in order! The ball is finally rolling, but my schedule still is relentless and unallowing. However, I have recently received some incredible inspiration and will be updating as often as possible. Book 2

A mer-creature held prisoner by a King who only cares about himself, and a woman torn between her love and her short mortal life, whatever could go wrong? Everything! Everything can go wrong. Kirea is a well-known medicine woman, specialising in the care of animals. One day, she is thrown into a new position at a foreign castle to aid Lord Haith, a tyrant, but for what purpose? Her job, look after a special creature, a male siren. That couldn't be that hard... right? She's used to dealing with animals on a daily basis at her mother's clinic. Finding an unlikely ally in a Knight at the castle, she works to discover the secrets of the King's sinister plan before her time is up. She wants to save and protect this special being, but will she be able to? ╔═════＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊═════╗ 🔥Rating: 16+ 📖 'From the Depths' is set in the Alarian Warriors Universe. Characters from the main storyline do/will appear, however, you need not have read the other novels, as it is a stand-alone side/spinoff story. ⚠️WARNING: This story contains the following that may be sensitive, triggering or possibly distressing to some readers: Violence. Abuse. kidnapping. Blood and gore. Death / Murder. Mature/sexual references. Coarse language. Non-explicit sex scene. Viewer's discretion is advised. Remember, help is always out there if you need it. ✒️ Wordcount: ??? 🎨 Cover: Created on canvas ╚═════════════════════╝

***Wattpad HQ's Editor's Pick - Feb 2023, Nov 2023*** She rules the seas. The infamous Sea Siren, a tormented pirate with a desperate vendetta and a past slewed with betrayal, scandal, a price on her head from a King who would see her dead. She and her crew seek revenge for a living, spanning the oceans in search of justice while the King's guard follows closely behind, intent on capturing the Siren at last. ••• He commands the seas. A commander. A bastard and prince. His King has given him his purpose. Find the Sea Siren. Find the vengeful woman and drag her back in irons. He'll scour oceans for this fire-haired pirate, determined to bring her to heel. Until he sees her. Until she sees him. Enemies in duty, but underneath that, something else. Something neither of them can explain. But one thing is for certain... it is ruinous.

"You are mine lil fiamma. You are mine to Fuck , mine to touch and mine to break." "Open your mouth, lil fiamma. Or I'll sit on your face and make you breathe through your nose until you pass out and wake up with my face shoved between your lips anyway" "I loved you..." I whisper with a shaky breath. "I know" he replies , handcuffing my hands to the bedpost. { Damien Morris was my first love..and also the first guy whose heart I broke.. After eight years he comes for me, hunts me down.. haunting me everywhere.. I have created a devil by breaking his heart and now the devil has captured me and there's no escaping.... } #Second chance dark romance #captive #thriller #forced proximity #knife kinks #smut #matured contents #18+

He didn't steal me. He claimed me. One moment, I was dancing with my best friends. The next, the lights died-and the Dominion came. When I woke, a broken crown was inked into my ankle. His mark. Damien Voss. The man in the expensive suit. The man who watched me in the club like he already owned me. Now he does. He says I'm not merchandise. I'm his. Not because he's merciful-because he wants to keep me. Break me. Remake me. And the worst part? Some dark, hungry part of me wants him to. When he touches me, I forget to be afraid. When he whispers that he sees the monster inside me, I can't deny it. When he promises to ruin me, I wonder how it will feel to finally belong to someone who refuses to let me go. This isn't love. This is obsession. And I don't know if I'll survive it... or if I even want to.