-Podríamos ser amigos. De ello no estaba segura, pero no encontraba la manera de decirle que no lo quería en mi vida. Suspiró y aplastó la colilla con sus botas. -He dicho que... -Lo pillé.-Fijó sus ojos en mí -¿Sabes cuál es el problema?- Rió irónico-Que no tengo idea de cómo ser amigo de la mujer que amo. Registrada en Safe Creative con el código: 1602146565321 © Prohibida su copia o adaptación. Obra iniciada el 18/12/2015. #EDreamsAwards #PGP2016

Trixie-now Madeline Williams-has escaped Jasper, but freedom comes at a deadly cost. The FBI offers her a new life, with love, family, and the promise of normalcy-but her past refuses to stay buried. As old demons resurface and danger closes in, she must face the haunting question: has she truly escaped, or is this new life just an illusion for a woman already haunted by loss? Note: Bounded in Silence: Book Two is a direct continuation of Book One and is not a standalone story. Readers should start with the first book to fully understand Trixie's journey. Trigger WARNING ⚠️ This book contains graphic depictions of murder, death, and extreme violence. It includes sexual assault, non-consensual acts, emotional and psychological abuse, and other disturbing situations that may be triggering to some readers. Themes of trauma, manipulation, power imbalances, and loss are present throughout the story. Reader discretion is strongly advised, and this book is intended for mature audiences who are prepared for dark, intense, and emotionally challenging content.

Childhood friends, bound to fall in love. But what happens when love becomes an obsession? ~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Why are you here?" I blurt out before I can stop myself, surprising both of us. He raises his eyebrows, clearly caught off guard by the question. "Mara, come sit down," he says, smiling and patting the empty space beside him. I shake my head but, despite myself, find my feet moving toward the couch. "Are you still mad at me?" He asks, amusement dancing in his eyes. "Shut up," I mutter, rolling my eyes. It's clear I've got some unresolved anger. "You're the one who wanted out, remember?" he says, the hint of a challenge in his tone. "You threw me out of your car and disappeared," I snap, bitterness dripping from my words. "Okay, not my finest move. But I had to," he replies, his eyes flickering with a brief, almost imperceptible pain. "Why are you back now? Why my dad's company? Is this some kind of game for you?" I ask, frustration edging my voice. "Oh, bunny," he says, sliding closer. My breath hitches at the sudden proximity. "I told you I'd never let us be apart again." He grabs my face with his hand, shaking it slightly as if to emphasize his point. I gasp at his words. "W-wha-" I say nervousness stealing my ability to form words. "Yes, bunny. This is not a game. Never apart again. Okay?" He says sliding his thumb over my bottom lip.

- "Has he ever touched you?" - "Is that your only concern?" - "That definitely is one of my concerns, doll. Now answer ME." ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ She was moments away from saying "I do" - dressed in pure white and trembling with anticipation until Rex Knight walked in. Her groom fell first, blood blooming like a nightmare across the altar. The next bullet was a warning. For her. He didn't come to stop the wedding. He came to reclaim what's always been his. How dare she stand dressed in white for another man. A mistake. That one he had to correct with a bullet. ❣ But here they are - love drowned in blood, lust laced with history, and only one way forward. ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ She's the servant's daughter. Sweet & untouched. He's the arrogant mafia prince who turned her sweetness into his favourite muse... much before they both could even understand these things! ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ "Marry me. Now," he ordered. She stared up at him, her heart hammering like a trapped thing in his daunting presence, "No... n-not until I breathe," she whispered. His sly smirk widened. How he loved this new side of his little Ela.. his precious doll! ❣❣❣ →Dark romance!! Reader discretion is mandatory X

In the aftermath of Harry Potter's inadvertent rejection, Ginny Weasley blossomed into a vibrant and determined young woman. No longer confined by the shadows of her past insecurities, Ginny redirected her focus inward, discovering a newfound passion for Quidditch as a talented Chaser. As she soared through the air, her skill and dedication captivated her into the spotlight of popularity. She stole many hearts but wasn't prepared to catch the eye of a young pure-blooded Slytherin. Across the tumultuous corridors of Hogwarts, Draco Malfoy observed Ginny Weasley with a mix of fascination and intrigue. Her transformation from a quiet girl into a formidable force on the Quidditch field intrigued him deeply. Draco, known for his elitist views and pride in pure-blood heritage, found himself unexpectedly drawn to Ginny's unwavering determination and fiery spirit. As he watched her effortlessly command attention, both on and off the pitch, his initial curiosity evolved into a consuming obsession. Despite his upbringing and alliances, Ginny Weasley became a figure that Draco couldn't ignore-a complex blend of admiration, envy, and an inexplicable longing that unsettled him deeply. Accustomed to getting whatever he want all his life, his determination to possess her affections increased. He was fixated on her, he always gets what he wants-no matter the cost. And he will have her. With or without her consent

The moment she noticed her handler forgot to lock the door behind him, she wasted no time making a run for it. There's only one problem though. She had no clue where she was. Surrounded by endless trees she was stripped of having any sense of direction but that didn't stop her motives. The girl began her journey and ran for what felt like hours, stumbling upon a small abandoned home camouflaged deep in the woods. No second thoughts, she took shelter. Soon it's discovered that the home was indeed not abandoned but already claimed by someone. Unmoving, He studied her from the corner of the room while she stood there, oblivious to his presence... **WARNING** -ABUSE MENTIONED -SEXUAL EXPLOITATION / TRAFFICKING -SOME EXPLICIT DESCRIPTIONS MAY TRIGGER PEOPLE -18+ MATURE CHAPTERS FAR AHEAD ;))

Sarah Potter, the only Slytherin in a family of Gryffindors, is used to being an outcast. But nothing compares to the hatred she shares with Mattheo Riddle, the dark and dangerous son of Voldemort. His father is the one responsible for the death of her parents, which makes Harry despise him deeply. When fiery confrontations give way to forbidden desires, Sarah must decide if risking everything-including her heart-is worth defying the legacies that define them. Amidst betrayal and family feuds, she must choose between her love and her loyalty to her brother and family. In a world of betrayal and secrets, can love truly conquer all? - Hey everyone, I just have to mention for the last time, please give this story a chance, because I promise once yall read the recent chapters, you'll fall in love❤️

The Punisher: I'm a savage on the ice. Violence is my life - until I meet her. The fragile girl with a forced smile. I should let her go. But instead, I make her a deal: Obey me, and I'll join your team. When she breaks my rules, I punish her. When she submits, I praise her. But she's sinking under my skin, and it's ruining everything. She was supposed to be my plaything, just a sacrificial lamb. So why do I crave her surrender? I should have kept this a dark game. But now, I'm the one losing. The Praised: My body is my enemy. My mother made sure of that. I binge, I break, and I hide behind my shame. Until he finds me - the man on every sports channel. The hockey god with a wicked smirk and a promise: Submit, and he'll show mercy. But he doesn't play fair - he destroys. My boundaries. My pride. My defenses. And worst of all... my heart. I should hate his games. But when he praises me, I burn for more. So, is this love... or a game I'll never escape?

Here she is. I can see the slope of her spine through that thin shirt. She's made of angles I ache to smooth with a hand, but I'd use my lips if she asked. I brush her knuckles with mine. Her skin is cold, but she flips her palm for more contact. I lace our fingers. It's enough to make her look at me. As those kaleidoscopic eyes meet mine, I hold my breath. Then she sets her lips just under my jaw. It rips the air from my lungs. It's the softest thing I've ever felt. "What was that for," I breathe. She pulls back, lashes damp, and whispers, "You're the kind of person that should be kissed." 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 BOOK TWO C O N T A I N S : ❤︎ mature content ❤︎ romance & friendship ❤︎ yearning Copyright © 2021-present Laurel Montaze (immoralLaurel). This body of work (story, characters, ideas) is available exclusively on Wattpad. If you're viewing it on a different website/platform or under a different username, it has been illegally stolen. Please notify the original author. © All Rights Reserved

"Every step you take away from me only drives you closer to the brink of my madness. You belong to me, Winter. Any alternative reality or illusion you hope for- I will destroy them until your very existence is entwined with mine." -𝐈𝐯𝐚𝐧 𝐀𝐫𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐞 Eighteen-year-old Winter has always been a quiet shadow, a shy spy avoiding the perils of the spotlight. But when she's tasked with stalking five powerful Heirs, her carefully crafted invisibility shatters. Her mission is clear: erase their scandals, track their every move, and never draw attention. Yet, when she crosses paths with Ivan Arcane-the ruthless heir to one of the world's most powerful empires-everything changes. At first, Ivan saw her as dull and dependent, an insignificant watcher in the crowd. A beautiful doll to be kept locked and safe somewhere- an innocence belonging nowhere near him or his world. But when she makes one fatal mistake, he uncovers the sharp, wild mind she's concealed beneath fragile masks of pink and purples. Now, Ivan is obsessed, determined to dismantle her defenses and claim her as his own. And In a world where power rules, Winter is no longer the Hunter in the game -she's Ivan's fixation, a prey to a predator and he'll stop at nothing to change the very narrative of the fairy tale so the villain gets the girl in the end. REVIEWS This book is so consuming. My heart is unsteady since i read this chapter. I read it trice and i am stil recovering -neilavni_love I am blown away. WTF just happend? -meladeeee I think i seriously need to go for a check up. Why does my heart race so fast reading every fucking chapter? -amara_sullivan IVAN FUCKING ARCANE I love you so much baby -googleydodley So hot for what? -kookieshopes •CHECK LIST OF TRIGGER WARNINGS INSIDE• •4 YEAR AGE GAP• •DUAL POV•