"They used to be my bast friends, all we used to do was hanging out, laughing, tell funny stories to each other. but it's all gone now." Jasmine Bram, 20 year old girl, from a very small town, getting kidnapped by the people who she never thought will take her freedom away. Kade and Jordan Hyde, 22 year old twins, used to be Jasmine's best friends, her happiness in a depressing times, became ruthless, heartless and merciless. ............................................................................ This is my first story , I hope you'll like it, please comment and vote!! (also, English isn't my language so please forgive me if there are some mistakes ) this story contains an abusive content so reading at your own risk. let me know if you want me to put a TW at the beginning of those chapters.

Mia is eighteen, a college freshman, and a master of disappearing in plain sight. In the middle of a loud, suffocating party, she finds a locked room to escape the noise. She isn't looking for a connection; she's looking for the numbing, distorted peace that only Angel Dust can provide. Christian is twenty-two, a senior, and he's at his breaking point. Driven by a hair-trigger temper, he's tired of the girls who run from his aggression and them telling him to dial it back on the aggression and be softer with them. He likes things rough, unfiltered, and intense-a reality that has left him isolated even in a crowd. When he storms into what he thinks is an empty room to cool his rage, he finds Mia instead. He doesn't judge the smoke in the air or the vial in her hand. For the first time, he doesn't feel the need to bite his tongue. He sits down, takes the hit, and lets the chemical haze bridge the gap between his anger and her silence. In the blurred, slow-motion reality of that room, Christian sees something in Mia's eyes-a stillness that suggests she might be the only person who won't break under the weight of his darkness. THIS IS NOT FOR THE FAINT OF HEARTS. LOTS OF TRIGGER WARNINGS

McKINLEY CARTER was never the same after her father abused her, threatening terrible things if she were to ever tell anyone. Her mother is a therapist, yet fails to break through the walls her daughter has casted around herself. One day, McKinley's mother forces her to come down to her office in an attempt to finally tear down her walls. HEATH FOSTER lost his father at a very young age, along with his memories of the man. His mother is overprotective of him, spurning a rebellious side to the boy. Perhaps she is worried he will turn out as his father had at the same age. He has been seeing a therapist since he began showing signs of aggressive anger and self harm. He cannot take it any longer. Could Heath be the key in unlocking McKinley's walls? Can McKinley calm the storm raging inside Heath? *This is a sequel to Tracking Logan Foster, but can be read without reading the first book.* WARNING: This story deals with heavy issues, such as abuse, depression, and suicide. Please be careful if these could trigger unwanted emotions from you.

DREW ELLIS painfully remembers the parents who suddenly left her in the care of her older brother after a car accident ripped them from her life, and she also remembers the haunting memory of her brother clearly. It had been roughly two years since he had tragically passed away. Truly alone, Drew has no choice but to move in with her alcoholic, abusive boyfriend. BENJI WALKER lives alone in solitude and hardly ever leaves his apartment. Despite graduating from high school a few years earlier, he has yet to immerse himself in preparing for the real world. Depression threatens to ruin his life and he resorts to alcohol as his saving grace. Witnessing Drew's boyfriend's verbal attack on her from the balcony of his apartment, Benji saves the frail girl and promises her a place to stay as long as she doesn't ask him any questions. Will Drew be able to keep her mouth shut and not ask questions? Or will she abandon Benji once she finds out who he really is? WARNING: This story deals with heavy issues, such as depression, abuse, and suicide. Please be careful if these could trigger unwanted emotions from you.

Completed • First Draft - not edited. || "You gonna sit there all night?" Luka glances at me, smirking. I glare back. "I was enjoying the last few seconds of peace before having to spend an evening pretending to like you." "That's funny," he says, unbuckling his seatbelt. "Why?" I snap. "Because I was thinking the same thing." || The rules? Easy enough. 1. Pretend to be the perfect couple. 2. Keep it professional. 3. And whatever you do, don't. catch. feelings. Simple, right? Sofia Calloway never planned on going viral for throwing a drink in Luka Mikhaylov's face. But one video, one pissed-off hockey star, and one furious university later... she's suddenly stuck in a fake relationship with the guy she can't stand. He needs to clean up his image before the NHL draft. She needs the free tuition that comes with the deal. All they have to do is smile for the cameras, hold hands at the games, and act like they don't want to strangle each other. Then come the late-night arguments that last too long. The stolen glances that feel too dangerous. The moment where "pretend" starts looking way too real. Because when you break the rules, someone's bound to lose. And this time, it might be both of them.

Violette Miller is a mere high school student whose scars say more than she ever could. Cain Garcia isn't who she thinks he is - when does the line between work and love get blurry? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . this book was written in 2020 by me. many told me they really liked it and wanted it back, so please beware of cringe language and/or scenes. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED! NO TRANSLATIONS ALLOWED!

After spending most of her life surrounded by the noise and chaos of the big city, Winnie Grant found herself yearning for something quieter-something real. When the restlessness became too loud to ignore, she did the unthinkable: she quit her job, packed away the pieces of her old life, and accepted a new position in Red Lodge, Montana-a small town where everyone knew everyone, and secrets traveled faster than the wind. As the city skyline disappeared in her rearview mirror, Winnie could only hope she was making the right choice. Her new home was everything she hadn't realized she needed-quiet, quaint, and surrounded by the kind of stillness that made her both uneasy and comforted. After a few days of settling in, curiosity (and perhaps a touch of loneliness) led her to the local bar-a warm, wood-paneled place that smelled faintly of pine and spilled whiskey. That was where she met him. Sheriff Ben Langley. The man everyone in town seemed to know, and more than a few wished would so much as glance their way. Steady, reserved, and impossibly grounded in this small-town life-he was the last kind of man Winnie expected to notice her. But that night, under the soft glow of the bar's lights, it was the newcomer-the woman with city eyes and a quiet kind of courage-who caught his attention.

'You see this hair? You can't imagine how many times I've imagined it wrapped in my fists while I fuck your tight, sweet pussy,' he stated, his voice deep and inviting. And gosh, if words could fuck, I'd have an orgasm right now. My breath hitched, and I could feel my chest rising up and down. God, so he thinks of fucking me too? My cheeks reddened as I imagined him pounding into me. 'Do you want me to fuck you, hm?' he asked, his hands twirling my hair, then moving to the curve of my ass. ──── ୨୧ ──── He watches her like a sinner craving salvation- but there's nothing innocent about what he wants. Niccolò Romano isn't her brother. Not by blood. Not by law. But sharing a house with your childhood best friend turned cold, silent, six-foot-something heartthrob? That's dangerous. Lenora walks around in tiny shorts and soft tank tops, driving him crazy-and maybe she knows. Maybe she wants him to snap. And when he does, it's not sweet. It's intense. Possessive. Obsessive. He shows up in her room at midnight, voice low, jaw tight, telling her no one gets to touch her, look at her, or even think about her. Because she's his. And he doesn't care who finds out-parents, campus, or the entire world. Off-limits? Too late. Forbidden? Way past that. Once Niccolò lays his hands on her, there's no undoing it. No hiding it. No going back. She was never his to want- but now that he's had a taste, He'll ruin everything just to keep her. Living under the same roof, Lenora must decide if she can resist Niccolò's pull-or surrender to the past and passion that bind them. 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑/𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄 : ❥ mature/sexual themes/smut ❥ alcohol references ❥ language ❥ mild violence ❥ obsession ❥ tension started- May 1st , Finished June 11th Copyright all rights reserved

..••°°°°••.. ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : Atlas Toren Status: Completed I felt the comfort of the dim white light and blinked haphazardly as the car began to turn, bright lights blinding me. Oh. Just like that. The car left. I guess I shouldn't be too surprised. The driver had nothing to do with me. As the car rumbled towards the town at the base of the hill, the wind rippled over my shirt, and I closed my eyes, embracing the warm summer night, and the faint colours of town houses through my eyelids. Maybe I will be alright. Atlas Toren, after escaping his abusive family is sent to Magnus's Institute for Troubled Young Men, where he finds eight other guys- who used to be in the same kind of situation as him. What he doesn't know though, is that they're all in a relationship- and want him to join too. asdfgkl this is my first story- if you don't like it, don't read it i'm always open to constructive criticism, and I'd love to hear your thoughts This story will contain smut- and on the first page i'll say any and all trigger warnings This is a bl (boys love) story, with polyamory, meaning that there will be multiple boys in love with the story. Thank you so much for reading <3 °°••....••°°

Book 1 "What's your name?" He asked firmly, staring at the young woman intently. "Myra." She answered softly, trying to stay calm. "Myra. Are you really as good as your husband claims?" He asked, stepping closer to her. Myra's knees shook with fear and shook her head desperately. "H-he lied. He's never touched me." She whimpered softly, feeling her heart pounding in her chest. "Has anyone touched you?" He asked curiously. She shook her head again before answering weakly "No." He hummed, keeping his eyes stormy eyes on her face, watching her lips tremble with nervousness and fear. "Lie down." He demanded coldly. She quickly laid down on the bed, hoping whatever he does with her would be gentle. ♡°•●○___________________________○●•°♡ Highest Ranking #1 Sexual Themes 30.06.2022 #2 Dark Romance 22.07.2022 #1 Innocent 09.08.2022 #3 Killer 12.08.2022 #8 Money #5 Rich #5 Abuse 06.08.2022 #8 Mafia 06.08.2022 #1 Mature 15.08 2022 #12 Romance 21.08.2022