「"𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐫, 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐲𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫"」 ── ❝ 'You like being hunted, don't you, little thing?' he said. 'You like knowing you drag the fucking monster out of me just by breathing.' ❞ ── Cyril Roosevelt doesn't belong at L'Académie Sainte-Marie-a prestigious Parisian university for the rich and powerful. He's poor. Shy. Soft. The scholarship student that nobody takes seriously. But someone is watching him. He starts getting gifts. Blood red roses with no sender. Handwritten letters calling him his little mouse. Messages from an unknown number that seem to know exactly where he is. Exactly what he's wearing. Exactly how fast his heart is beating. And then there's Deimos King. The mafia prince everyone fears. The monster Cyril can't outrun. But what scares Cyril most isn't Deimos's reputation. It's the way Deimos looks at him. Like he owns him. Like he's been waiting for him. The walls close in when Cyril receives an invitation to a secluded mansion. Masked faces, and a Halloween party that feels more like a trap. 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 has a name. And it's coming for him.

Elina is called to assist Master Sol and his team in the hunt for Mae Aniseya after two Jedi masters were murdered. Elina had always been somewhat an outcast amongst the Jedi. Fear of her past or fear of her gifts, the Jedi council kept tabs on her as she chose the walk the path of the grey. Balance was the key and she kept it, that is until a stranger throws her off course. First story on here! Mostly finished, posting with editing! For mature readers :) #1- Qimir 21/09/25 #1- Theacolyte 07/10/25

"Please Abhi ji... " she begged, her voice shaky, eyes searching his face for a flicker of mercy. She stepped back until the wall stopped her escape, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She could see it in his eyes-he was angry. But his voice? Too calm. Too controlled. And that scared her more than his rage ever could. He took another step forward, calm as ever, as if he wasn't burning inside. "Jaana, dar kyun rahi ho? Main kuch nahi karunga. Mat daro," he said smoothly, but the coldness in his gaze betrayed the lie behind his soft tone. (Darling, why are you scared? I won't do anything. Don't be afraid.) Her voice broke, laced with panic. "Aapne vada kiya tha... ki aap mujh par zabardasti nahi karenge," she reminded him, holding on to the last thread of hope. (You promised... that you wouldn't force yourself on me,) He smiled slightly, a calm too dangerous to trust."Aur Jaana, aapne bhi toh vada kiya tha ki aap apne boyfriend se kabhi nahi milengi. Aapne apna vada tod diya... ab meri baari " (And darling, you also promised that you would never meet your boyfriend. You broke your promise... now it's my turn.) His hands gripped her wrists and pressed them gently against the wall, not hurting her, but not letting her go either. Then, with a deliberate slowness, he leaned in and kissed her earlobe-sending a shiver down her spine. She squeezed her eyes shut, her heart pounding. She knew this wasn't about love. It was about control. Tropes: Grumpy × Sunshine He fell first, but she fell harder Possessive officer × innocent college girl Obsessed from the first glance Morally grey protector Touch her and you're dead Jealousy in uniform "Stay away from me" × "Make me" Danger disguised as devotion "I'm not good for you" × "I don't care" Trigger Warning: This story contains mature and sensitive themes including smut, manipulation, obsessive love, non-consensual scenes, and emotional/physical coercion .

"Killian please.." I whimpered out as my bruised hands laid against the concrete. He inhaled with his cigarette in his mouth as he then took it between his index and middle finger, removing it from his mouth, "Bellissima..this thing,you would call a man, tried to hurt you. And you're begging for his mercy." The guy pleaded as he laid on the floor with a busted knee, howling with pain. I can see the entertainment in Killian's eyes as he pulled the silver pistol from his hip and shot the man through his skull. "vedi le cose che farei per te, Bellissima..."

"Be mine." I flinch, my mind being brought back to reality. When I hear him say such a thing it instantly made me nervous. "I can't-." "You think because you're a Beta and that you have a son...that you can't belong to me?" He questions me curiously. "I have a debt to handle and I need to take care of my son. Being someone else's is my last objection." I state to him, and I hear him chuckle in my ear. "Let me help you - leave this kind of job, leave all your hardships behind, leave everything; but your son. Come and be mine exclusively at the castle - my Beta of submission." He tells me, and I look at him in shock. "You be my submissive and I be your dominant - and if you are there I will pay your debt over time with interest." I see him grin at me, cradling my face. He eyes me fully - as if I already belonged to him...as if I've already said yes. Even though I haven't even said a word.

+18 Igor patted his thigh-slow, deliberate. "Come here," he said, voice thick with amusement. "Sit on my lap. You look tense." Etta stood her ground, she didn't want him to win. His smirk deepened "You want to see what happens when I ask again?" **** When Etta agrees to a spontaneous trip to Russia with her best friend, she expects snow, sightseeing, and maybe a little adventure-not to be hunted down by a brooding, relentless police officer with icy dark grey eyes and a claim that burns. Igor doesn't ask. He takes. And from the moment he sees her... she's his. WARNING: This story contains dark themes, obsession, NASTY sexual scenes, Reader discretion is advised.

When River crosses paths with a man who speaks to every hidden hunger inside her, their connection spirals into an all-consuming pull neither of them can resist-but is she Grayson's salvation... or his ruin? *** Everyone in River Avelle's hometown knows about Grayson Maddox-the troubled bad boy who almost killed another student in the middle of the school hallway. Those who look into Grayson's eyes only see pure fury and hatred. They all think he's beyond redemption, even Grayson himself. But not River. As the seemingly perfect good girl, River saw something more in those alluring grey eyes. Something worth holding onto. From the first time their eyes connect, both Grayson and River feel the intense, undeniable attraction between them...but neither of them understand what's pulling them together so fiercely. The closer they get and the more vulnerable they become, River has to wonder: is she saving Grayson from his darkness? Or is she just pulling him further into hers? *** He tips my head toward his with his index finger, keeping my eyes trained on him and driving me crazy with the primal look on his face. His grey eyes look heavy, filled with dark desire, and a shock runs up through my core. Everything around us disappears and all I can sense is him and the hardness pressing between my legs. "What are you doing to me, River?" he whispers, his voice raspy and utterly captivated. His face is lowering and I'm closing my eyes, waiting for soft lips to press against mine. My whole body is on fire as I hold my breath for his touch. *** Cover by @strayin

Alyson Echo Gilbert is the twin sister of Elena Gilbert. But she is nothing like her sister she is more quiet and reserved only talking to her small ish circle of friends. But she's also depressed and she cuts fairly often but on the night she tries to commit suicide the original hybrid is back in town.

In the waning days of the High Republic, Princess Aeloria Khelsar is thrust into a new world when civil war ravages her home planet. Forced into the Jedi Order for her protection, she embarks on a path of enlightenment and power, unaware of the shadows lurking in the galaxy. As she grows within the Jedi Temple, a Sith Lord's dark influence begins to weave its way into her destiny. The seductive pull of the dark side challenges her sense of purpose and loyalty. In a struggle between light and darkness, Aeloria must confront the true cost of her choices and the hidden forces shaping her fate.

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