*COMPLETE* [𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓] A Dark Captive Romance 🔪 ❤︎ 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐈𝐈 (Masked Lovers Series #2) he reached out and cupped my chin, tilting my head upward until our faces were even closer. "You're mine now," he whispered, his voice dark and possessive. "Completely and utterly." My Monster. My Captor. He watches me. Controls me. Plays with me. I thought I understood darkness-until he showed me how deep it really goes. I was just a normal nineteen-year-old: college, friends, parties. Then, in an instant, it was all ripped away. Kidnapped by strangers. Handed over to him. The man in the mask. They gave me to him like a gift. Now, I'm his. He doesn't just want my body-he wants my soul. He calls me his pet. He wants to break me, reshape me, claim me completely. I try to fight. But resisting only makes it worse. I hate him. I hate what he's doing to me. And yet... I crave him. The darkness is consuming me, warping me into something I don't recognize. But it doesn't matter anymore. Because I'm his. Totally. Irrevocably.

I wanted nothing but to run, to run away from him to my home, but he wouldn't let me go. He told me I was his captive, only his. No, that wasn't love; that was obsession mixed with nothing but hatred. He kept scraping my wounds, which I couldn't heal, making it more painful to bear. I wanted to hide myself , away from him, away from my bully. THE STARTING CAN BE A LITTLE CHEESY BUT TRUST ME JUST KEEP GOING AND EVERY SECOND WILL WORTH..... Content Warning: This story contains dark themes, including: Bullying Violence and blood Torture Abusive characters Reader discretion is advised, as these elements may be distressing to some. THE STORY STARTS FROM HERE, DONT FORGET TO VOTE , ALSO GIVE ME YOUR REVIEW ABOUT THE STORY THROUGH COMMENT Section AND FOLLOW FOR MORE UPDATES... ⚠️ Dark romance Hate to love and love to obsessed Murder Forced relationship

While he kissed to take your breath away and burn your heart with his sinful lips over your gleaming body, while he made your skin electricity with his stares and left you dizzy and drunk just by the grazing of his fingertips on your hot skin, little did you knew that while he worshipped your skin, his heart chanted someone's else name, his mind reminscened those heart wrenching yet pleasurable memories of his past. ❝Let me ask you, am I just a toy for you? Am I just an object you can use to drain away the stress of your day and cry in my arms for someone else? How am I supposed to live with you knowing that your heart still beats for someone else while you share your heart beats with me?❞ ________________________________ Maybe you left, but your memories didn't. He never knew that missing you will keep him more awake than coffee. ❝lol, doesn't it sucks that we can't go back to the past and make everything right?❞ a bitter chuckle left his mouth as he leaned back on his leather chair. ❝hyung....I miss her so much❞ a lone tear escaped his burning gaze unknowingly, followed by more and more unintentionally. [*Contains the mention of sexual violence*] © justjeonics

Falling in love with the right person at the wrong time actually exists. Jungkook and Y/N fell in love so hard after their arranged marriage that they thought they were each others forever until the baggage of lies tore them apart. They wanted to salvage whatever was left between them but they got so tangled in a messed up love story that hurting each other at the cost of making each other stay closer felt way too right. She was genuinely sorry for everything she did to him, but he was too broken to be fixed. Not that he was much of a saint himself. TW: Mentions of suicide and self harm.

Genre : Psychological Thriller "Who the f*ck are you". He yelled and a sense of dread washed over her as Taehyung rose slowly gripping a heavy metal axe while staring at the couple in front him. Fear gripped her heart as he instilled terror in every soul present there. Taehyung climbed three stairs and his footsteps echoed in the silent hall. He stood in front of the man who was shorter than him but was hiding the woman behind him holding her hand behind his back. Taehyung loomed over him as his stature towered them, casting a shadow of intimidation. His eyes were chillingly intense, holding a darkness that was unfathomable. Even though the man was trying to intimidate Taehyung, Taehyung's scary demeanor and the axe in his hand was making him sweat. Taehyung blinked slowly looking down at the man who clenched his jaw while fear was noticeable in his tensed form. Taehyung smirked slightly and trailed his eyes back to her, fixating on her trembling form while silent tears streamed down her face, she was unable to meet his gaze but ground slipped under her feet as those sinister words slipped out of his mouth in a calm tone. "I told you, I'll slit apart who will try to take you away from me........My love" _______________________________________ ll Book 2 of Ephialtes ll viewers discretion advised ©️ : ficneont ⚠️ warning : Not suitable for sensitive readers due to disturbing concept. Content : violence, blood, torture, mental illness, love, romance, abuse, trauma, drugs, strong language, explicit scenes

Y?N, a Big Hit makeup artist who has a romantic relationship with a psychopath idol, Kim Taehyung. One day, she decides to end her romantic relationship once she realizes the toxicity of the relationship. But is it going to be easy?

Y/n alaways dreamed of getting notices by her bias Jeon Jungkook and Bts but now it's her nightmare

﹒ made by ; @𝐙𝐎𝐎𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐃𝐃. ﹕☆ ㅤ ﹟ yandere! ᵐᵃˡᵉ ᵇᵘˡˡʸ, ˣ female! ᵇᵘˡˡⁱᵉᵈ ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ ㅤ࣭ ㅤׂ : ᯓ ! ﹐ 𓈒ㅤׂ⋆｡‧˚ʚ♡ɞ˚‧｡⋆ ꕥ 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ೄྀ࿐ ━━ , 𝙨trong language. sexual content. violence. blood/gore. manipulation. obsession. drug use. stalking. ﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ ❝𝐧𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐢 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞.❞ ミ★

|| Highest Rank - #1 in Teen Fiction || Coral Stewart is a nerdy seventeen year old girl who is way too smart for her own good. She has already graduated and has been hired at St Martin's, an all boys school. The only problem with this is that she has to attempt to teach four boys History - and trust me when I say they are not going to make it easy for her. One nerdy girl. Four perverted boys. One History lesson every Friday. What could possibly go wrong? *=*=*=* Warning: There's gonna be dramaaaaa [Completed] Copyright © by Laylaa Khan

Alizeh- Hate is an extreme form of obsession. The boy in my dreams also haunted my worst nightmares. They say he is a beautiful angry god. But to me? He was my childhood tormentor, my destruction and my biggest addiction. Our story wasn't a fairy tale, it was a witch tale. Wicked, Real and Painful. Zohravar- Ten years ago, she barged into my life unannounced, turning everything upside down. I hated her. I craved her. Like a tornado, shocking, violent and so powerful it could rip my soul out of my mouth. She was mine. Always. Whenever. Forever. The problem was, she didn't know it. This story has dark themes that will make you make you shiver with discomfort, so viewer discretion is advised.