Penelope Blake is a classically trained guitarist with a spotless resume and zero interest in becoming a rockstar. But when she's offered an obscene paycheck to join the world's biggest pop punk band as their new rhythm guitarist, she says yes-thinking it's just a temporary gig. Ashes After Midnight: global legends, inked disasters, and every alt girl's dirtiest dream. They didn't want a new bandmate. They definitely didn't want her-polished, pretty, and painfully out of place. But now she's in their world. And they can't stop watching her. Not when she plays. Not when she moans. Not when she starts to unravel. The frontman taunts her like foreplay. The drummer dares her to misbehave. The bassist never speaks-but his stare burns. And the guitarist? He touches her like she's the only song he still believes in. But this isn't just music. This band made a deal with something dark-something that's coming back to collect. And Penelope might be the only thing standing between them and damnation. Enemies. Lovers. Monsters. Dark Romance. Welcome to the tour from hell.

Varian Morris is an average teen with an average girlfriend and a set of average friends. Against the backdrop of 2003, a camping trip turns into a horror game between Varian and two of his friends, Kacey and Padriac. Things turn for the worse when Varian falls down a hill and blacks out only to awaken in an unknown room. Trapped, he's taunted and forced to obey the commands of the person behind a mechanical voice. He's put through trauma, forced to eat the fingers of a dead girl resembling his girlfriend, before he's returned home. While his family are adamant to get him help, his friends Kacey, Padriac, and Mary seemed unbothered by the mental trauma he's gone through. They act strange and his girlfriend has been picking up on it for years. Only now, she's accusing Kacey of being his kidnapper. Varian is horrified and swears it couldn't be true. While trying to piece his life back together, he grapples with the influx of twisted fantasies and desires unleashed by his hellish nights of imprisonment. His relationships begin to fall apart and when he's just starting to get help, he's kidnapped again. [Potential Spoilers] All characters are 18. Puppet stands on its own, but it is the first in a series with an interconnected universe.

When you've been a victim all your life, falling in love with a serial killer doesn't seem all that bad. It had been two years since people in New Hale have started going missing. Yet without any bodies found, it's unclear whether this is pure coincidence or the work of a genius serial killer. Lucy Starling starts her life at university with hope. Hope that her awful time in high school would not be repeated here. Hope that her family would stay safe in these uncertain times. And hope that her missing best friend is still alive out there somewhere. But all that hope is crushed when the first body is found. And she is the prime suspect. As though her life couldn't get worse, Lucy manages to catch the attention of the real killer. Yet instead of giving in to despair, she surprises him by falling in love. 𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙧 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩 𝙫𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙢? *** 𝗧𝗥𝗢𝗣𝗘𝗦 𝗜𝗡𝗖𝗟𝗨𝗗𝗘𝗗: Killer x Victim Serial Killer Yandere Stalker Bullying Innocent Girl x Murderous Guy Slow Burn Love Triangle Reverse Harem Stockholm She falls first but he falls harder

When a STALKER kidnaps a SERIAL KILLER... °•°•°~-~-~°•°•°~-~-~°•°•° A woman obsessed with a brutal serial killer captures him in her basement, but as their battle of wits turns intimate, she must decide if she's his captor, his lover-or his next victim. °•°•°~-~-~°•°•°~-~-~°•°•° ''It's dangerous. He's dangerous. That sick fuck might be a cannibal with a blood kink for all I know. He might literally eat my pussy, until it's ripped out between my thighs. I don't want that to be the main cause of my death. Though the thrill of it all... whether he would bite me off completely or be merciful...was like playing Russian roulette....and it was making me tear up, but not in the eyes, but between my thighs. At that moment, I felt myself getting wet. I was confused actually, because I was totally and honestly afraid, but it got me SO...wet. That's when I realized I had been moaning loudly, and the panties stuck in my throat did nothing to volume it down.'' °•°•°~-~-~°•°•°~-~-~°•°•° 🎀TRIGGER WARNINGS🎀 CNC CBT Dubcon Gore Murder Beheading Gutting Stabbing Biting Physical, mental torture Suffocation Castration Masochism Sadism Cannibalism Hybristophilia Paraphilia Stockholm Syndrome Blood fetish Rough play Impact play Choke play Blade play Bondage Pegging Cuffing Stalking Kidnapping Human trafficking Drugs/Drugging.