Summer has finally arrived in Boogeyman Bay, and Calliope is done hoping for love. Done waiting. Done trying to be good. All she wants now is to let loose and survive the heat, the tourists, and her own restless ghosts. Then a body washes up on the beach. The marks left behind aren't human. Tentacle-shaped bruises, wrong in a way Calliope recognises immediately. Whatever happened here didn't come from a man, and it feels far too familiar - like winter never really ended, like the horrors she barely escaped are clawing their way back to the surface. As the town reels, Calliope is forced to confront more than the thing lurking beneath the waves. The past resurfaces too - in the form of the man who broke her heart, the one she never truly escaped, and the memories she buried along with him. This summer, Boogeyman Bay isn't just hiding a monster in the water. It's calling back the love, the fear, and the wounds Calliope thought were buried.

A woman who was originally disguised as a male for her safety. Until she is discovered and she is claimed by the captain thankfully insuring her safety yet again. Pirate captain who falls for one of his prisoners. Contains old English and pirate talk Updated weekly Saturday or Sunday Just stay safe. I love you so much, Elizabeth." "I love you, Dad." I said it in a whisper, and my tears began to fall. I hid in the wardrobe like instructed. There was lots of screaming and yelling. My body uncontrollably shook from fear. The door was opened to our house. The small creak echos through the room. I trembled in fear as I peaked through the small gap. I covered my mouth to stop my scream from coming out. The pirates were walking around, opening drawers and cabinets, and tossing beds. One man approached the wardrobe. I close my eyes and bend down, holding my body as I hug my knees. The wardrobe was opened. I can't help the tears that are leaving my eyes. I still haven't made any eye contact with them yet. Fear is running rampant. "Look what we have here, boys." He says. I watch his feet as he drifts his body away from me to give the three other men a look at me. (1) "A boy" chuckled in amusement. (2) "Perhaps our newest young swabbie." One of them laughed in response. (3) "Young spring, rise up so we can see your face." One of the men said, (2) My body was frozen with fear, and I made no move. "Now young, Swabbie. You may be of use to us yet." (3) I glance at their shoes. Slowly standing, my legs trembling slightly. I wipe my tears with my palms. Then look at the burly men before me. "Come on, wee lass, the captain will surely be missing us." One of them states: (1) I only shake my head no. His smile disappeared within a few moments. I gulp my spit. "Come on, lass, you will be becoming one of us, matey. There is no need to feel frightened." He says it with a blank face. (1) Not edited

Two kingdoms. One princess. And two men who would destroy anything, all in her name. In the golden lands of Aurivale, Princess (Y/n) is protected by her loyal knight, whose devotion hides a dangerous edge. But when she is sent into an arranged marriage with the cold, unyielding prince of Elyvia, a union meant to prevent war, her world is thrown into shadows of deceit, desire, and danger. The prince is ruthless, the knight relentless, and both are consumed by a love that will bend kingdoms, break rules, and defy all reason. In a world where loyalty can be lethal and obsession knows no bounds, no heart is safe, and no one can say what will survive. Yandere Prince & Yandere Knight x Princess Reader #1 in #prince #1 in #yanderefic #1 in #disturbed #1 in #possession #1 in #yanderefanfic

"Do you know what I do to girls who don't answer when they're spoken to?" she murmured, her voice dripping with quiet menace under the mask. "N-no," Salma breathed, her voice barely audible as she kept her eyes locked on Nerezza's dark eyes. Nerezza hummed, tilting Salma's chin up with a gloved hand, her grip firm but teasing. "I fuck the answers out of them," she whispered, each word slow and deliberate. ••••• Salma, a well known radio show host, is used to strange calls-but nothing like this. One Wednesday morning, an anonymous woman dials in live on air, her voice low, dripping with eerie amusement as she confesses to a murder. Convinced it's a twisted prank, Salma plays along, her tone teasing-until the caller whispers something only Salma could know. What starts as a disturbing coincidence spirals into a chilling obsession. Night after night, the woman calls back, turning Salma into her unwilling confidante, her chosen messenger. Each call comes with cryptic clues, taunts wrapped in silken words, a deadly puzzle Salma is forced to solve-because if she doesn't, she'll be the next victim. But fear gives way to fascination. Then obsession. As the game between them intensifies, Salma finds herself drawn to the voice on the other end of the line-a voice that knows her deepest fears, her darkest desires. The hunt for the truth becomes a tangled web of danger, passion, and something far more dangerous than death. They should be enemies. One is the hunter, the other the prey. But what happens when they fall in love? Written by: Tzipora Rosen Edited by: Lean Catherine Benton Disclaimer: Sexually explicit content Violence Strong language 🏆 #1 horror-thriller 🏆 #1 Toxic

In a world ruled by evil, humanity clings to survival under the watchful eyes of the Legion. Among their ranks is Varek, a ruthless and cunning man whose ambition has carried him to the pinnacle of power. After his predecessor earns His Majesty's disfavor, Varek is named regional commander and takes his place at the Parthenon, the Legion's main headquarters. During his inauguration gala, he meets a woman unlike any he has ever known. Princess Velrissa Drakthar was sent by her father not to celebrate, but to manipulate the new commander into servitude - or destroy him if he refuses. The dance they share is electric, but when Varek uncovers her true purpose, he does the unthinkable: instead of killing her, he takes her captive. Locked in a gilded cage within the Parthenon, Princess Velrissa is surrounded by luxury, yet stripped of freedom. She quickly discovers that Commander Varek is no ordinary mortal, and the longer she spends in his company, the more her hatred turns into a dangerous fascination... ### Set in a post-apocalyptic world where technology is gone, this story has a strong medieval feel.

Leah's life was small by design-routine, quiet, safe. She never asked too many questions. Never looked too closely at the things that didn't make sense. Until one day, she did. That's when she met Matias. He was cold, unreadable, magnetic in a way she couldn't explain. He wasn't meant to notice her. But he did. And once he had her, he didn't let go. What started as a spark turned into a pattern: the soft moments, the sharp ones, the slow unraveling she mistook for love. She told herself it wasn't toxic. That he needed her. That she was still free. But obsession has rules. And Matias has already broken every one.

COMPLETED✔️ What follows is a violent clash of worlds, where elegance is destroyed by brutality and innocence is trapped by a darkness far deeper and more dangerous than anything she imagined. Her dream of becoming the greatest ballerina, praised by her parents and supported by a loving friend was once the perfect vision of her life. But fate with its cold indifference doesn't follow the paths we choose. Instead it controls our lives. In one sudden turn her world is flipped upside down and she meets a man who is nothing like the one she dreamed of. He is ruthless, consumed by his own ego, a mystery to all who encounter him. His abilities are beyond comparison, his morals fractured and ambiguous, and his true intentions buried beneath a veil of darkness. Where once she believed her life was guided by passion and elegance, she now finds herself thrust into a world governed by dominance and brutality, where survival no longer hinges on talent or grace but on submission to a far more unforgiving force.

Layla is on her way to her Thanksgiving celebration. Layla fears that tension between herself and her boyfriend's mother will spoil the holiday. Little does Layla know that she will not make it to the feast. Someone else has a plan for Layla that is nothing she could ever imagine. Somewhere in the forest, is a hidden cabin that has been prepared for her. The most shocking thing is that Layla knows her captor. Being trapped and isolated from the outside world, Layla has to adapt to her situation. Layla has to decide how she will make it out. Will Layla risk escaping on her own? Will Layla give in to her captor's fantasy, or will Layla wait for someone to find her?

"Estelle, I will kill any man who stands in my way of having you. I will kill one to one thousand men!" I snarled, fury consuming me as her frightened eyes widened. Tears now slipping down her perfect cheeks. She had to understand. I would do anything to ensure that she stay by my side. Anything. "I-I do not want that," she whimpered. Her body shook as she wiped at the flushed skin of her face. My arms instinctively going around her slight body. Pulling her into me. She shook softly as she cried. I would not treat her as a child, she is my wife, my Queen. She should know what I am capable of and why. "You are a monster Loche," she sobbed out as I brought her closer to me. Her weak attempts at fighting my embrace were futile. I held her tighter as sobs racked her body. "I am your monster, Estelle." ___________ A Dragon Prince trained to be King. A Fae Princess trained to be herself. The oldest tale, dark and light mixing together to become something beautiful or disastrous?

Book Cover By @sudansaint Drawn to the veiled danger of an ex-con at her father's tattoo parlor, a bored woman finds thrilling escape in his arms-and an unknown stalker, only for his silent admiration to curdle into a terrifying possessiveness that, instead of terror, ignites a fierce arousal and intrigue within her. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Liam Russell, a man defined by his quiet intensity and deeply possessive nature, emerges from prison seeking a fresh start. He finds it at "Desirable Ink," a tattoo parlor owned by the formidable yet strangely welcoming Jamal Hart. Under Jamal's wing, Liam quickly finds his footing as an artist, but his observant gaze soon fixates on Harmony Hart - Jamal's vibrant, captivating daughter. What begins as a captivated admiration for Harmony quickly curdles into a chilling obsession. Liam watches her, learns her patterns, and soon, stalks her every move, consumed by a fierce, undeniable need to possess her. Unbeknownst to him, Harmony, desperate for a taste of dark desires, is drawn to Liam's silent intensity, seeing a darkness reflected in his watchful eyes. But she isn't fully prepared for what she wishes for.