Caleb hat kein einfaches Leben. Nach einem Unglück kommt er zwar bei einer liebevollen Familie unter, doch wird von seinem Pflegebruder getrennt. Beim Versuch ihn zu retten, schließt er tödliche Bekanntschaft mit einem Vampir. Als er wieder erwacht, muss er mit merkwürdigen Veränderungen seines Körpers zurechtkommen. Er findet zum Clan seines Schöpfers, aber auch dort herrscht gerade Unruhe: Die Ereignisse auf der "Wolfsburg" (s. Wolfswandler) versetzen die Vampire in Aufruhr. Und bald hat Caleb mehr damit zu tun, als ihm lieb ist.

A boy minding his bussiness, living his life without any rules or any one's supervision but his life takes a 360° turn when he suddenly is kidnapped by mafias, tortured by them, then treated by them and didn't know HOW but then he is adopted by them and there are rules?He got siblings and a father? He gets pampered by them but the next second tortured?They think He is cute but the next second they hate him? He is still processing what just happened. And guess he would never process what is happening. Hamza couldn't help but wonder, would he ever find a way to escape this nightmare, or was he destined to be trapped in this twisted world forever?

"My beautiful Puppet Boy and my beautiful Puppet Girl." A teenage boy and girl find themselves trapped in the lair of a crazy man obsessed with human puppetry. __________________ #1 in horror - 12/6/15 [featured - 12/30/15] IMPORTANT NOTICE - if you're reading this story on a site that is not www.wattpad.com then you could be at risk of a malware attack. Furthermore, please go to this link: www.wattpad.com/user/z0mbies, and report to me where you are reading this story. Thank you. WARNING: This story contains distressing material. Reader discretion advised. The characters in this book are fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is entirely coincidental.

The sequel to The Neighbor. John Rider is a kidnap victim who is trying to live his life normally. Unfortunately, the same man who kidnapped him is his teacher. Will the same scenario 2 years prior repeat itself? **MATURE** Violence, vulgar language, death, trauma, torture, ptsd. Anyways enjoy. **DISCLAIMER** I do NOT support anything that happens in my stories. ( i.e. Torture, kidnapping, or murder). This is fiction, it's just a story. If something triggers or offends you, stop reading.

A man gets kidnapped by his neighbor after robbing him. **MATURE** Violence, vulgar language, death, trauma, torture. I haven't written a story before so I apologize if it's not amazing or up to your standards. Anyways enjoy. **DISCLAIMER** I do NOT support anything that happens in my stories. ( i.e. Torture, trauma, or murder). This is fiction, it's just a story. If something triggers or offends you, stop reading.

Two grieving psychopaths intend to revive their dead son using twenty-year-old Nicholas as a vessel.

I was made to serve him. I was made to heed his every beck and call. I was dutiful, obedient, proud of my servitude regardless of what the others thought of me. He was powerful, and he made me powerful, too. It was honorable to be his right hand, to be able to execute his orders to perfection. I thought I had done well in this position. Had anyone asked I would have sworn I exceeded all expectations and fulfilled every request without hesitation or error. I had become an expert in anticipation, of knowing my Master better than I knew myself. So why did he give me away? How could he cast me aside so easily? Was I really so replaceable, so meaningless? He had made me for himself, hadn't he? What other purpose could I possibly have? How was I meant to serve him by serving someone else? -This story has mature themes and depictions of violence, depression, panic attacks, gore, etc. Please read at your own discretion- Highest rankings thanks to all of you wonderful readers! : #2 in "Servitude" #3 in "Servant" #22 in "ManxMan"

I sit amidst the dingy shadows, enveloped by the stench of neglect. A week - or is it an eternity? - has passed since Declan's departure, leaving me shackled to this wretched existence. The darkness seems to suffocate me, an unrelenting shroud that wraps around my soul. My mind reels with the weight of my conscience, the crushing burden of what-ifs. If only I had listened, if only I had been wiser, if only... The torment of my thoughts rivals the agony etched on my body. Each bruise tells a story of regret, every wound a testament to my folly. Time lost all meaning in this bleak confinement. Days blend into nights, hours dissolve into an endless expanse of nothingness. I've lost count of the moments I've spent wallowing in self-loathing, my heart heavy with the weight of sorrow. My eyes, once bright and full of life, now hang limp, swollen from the deluge of tears. The Sahara desert would envy the ocean I've cried, yet the ache within me remains unquenched. The radiance that once defined me has faded, extinguished by the crushing blow of my own mistakes. In this desolate room, I'm forced to confront the shadows of my past. The silence is deafening, punctuated only by the haunting whispers of my conscience. Madness creeps in, its icy tendrils snaking through my mind, threatening to consume me whole. My reflection would be unrecognizable to those who once knew me. Sunken cheeks, hollow eyes, and skin stretched taut over brittle bones. My body, once strong and resilient, now trembles with each faint heartbeat. The frailty of my form mirrors the fragility of my spirit.

A Note to My Readers: This novel explores complex and, at times, dark relationship dynamics. It features a possessive and toxic relationship and includes specific kinks, such as the use of the term "Daddy." This is a fictional work, and these elements are integral to the story I have chosen to tell. I have received feedback from readers who are uncomfortable with these themes, but as the story is already complete, it will not be changed. If this content is not for you, I sincerely and respectfully encourage you to choose another book. My goal is for readers who enjoy these tropes to find the story, and for those who do not, to avoid it. Thank you for your respect and understanding. "Why is Sage always testing my patience?" Thane growled, his voice low and menacing. Mrs. Jenkins didn't dare breathe, fearing that any sound would only enrage Thane further. She watched as Thane stormed out of the office, his eyes blazing with fury. As Thane emerged from the building, he spotted Nick, his driver and bodyguard, waiting by the car. "Drive me to Sage's school," Thane ordered, his voice still dripping with anger.

*ONGOING* Erin is a teen boy, his family is abusive. his mother is drunk and barely around. and his dad sexually abuses him. one night after being abused by his dad, he runs away, into the night. he goes into the woods, and is about to give up, until something happens that will change his life forever... be warned there may be some graphic things, so if your sensitive to any of that stuff then here is your warning.