Completed ✓ *********** In the dim solitude of his room, she sat in the shadows, a broken figure consumed by an endless stream of tears. "Kabir Singhaniya, you have stolen my very essence, the essence that once fueled my hopes and aspirations. You have extinguished the fire that burned within me, leaving only a void where passion once dwelled. My life, once filled with purpose and meaning, now lies in ruins at your feet." Her eyes, once filled with the spark of determination, were now glazed with sorrow. But beyond the physical devastation, she lamented the loss of her soul. _________ #OBSESSION: The Tainted Devotion.

She ran through the endless corridors with carefree laughter, the delicate chime of her anklets echoing through the silent mansion. Her crimson sari fluttered behind her like a flame as she giggled, refusing to stop. "Bodhini! Stop! Where are you going?" a young man called, chasing after her with a smile, but she only laughed harder and kept running. Then everything changed. An elderly woman suddenly grabbed Bodhini's wrist with an iron grip. Her warm laughter vanished. "You are the daughter-in-law of this house! Have you no shame?" the old woman snapped. "Where is your veil? Is this how a married woman behaves?" Without another word, she dragged Bodhini away and locked her inside a lonely room. The laughter faded into helpless sobs. Behind the closed door, Bodhini cried until the painful truth finally settled into her heart. This was her life now. A life where freedom was a sin, happiness was forbidden, and every smile came with a punishment. But no one knew that the girl they had imprisoned wasn't born to live behind locked doors. One day, the same Bodhini they tried to break would become the reason this mansion's darkest secrets came crashing down.

Riley Renner was supposed to spend the weekend teaching teenagers how to survive in the woods. Instead, she wakes in a world ruled by beastmen. In this land, females are treasured, fought over, and marked by the males they choose to mate with. Wolves walk beside towering tigers, serpents lurk in the shadows of ancient tribes, and powerful males bear the stripes that define their strength. But Riley is different. She smells of no beast. Knows none of their customs. And worst of all for the males around her-she treats them with a kindness they have never known.

A collection of roleplay and scene ideas for Femdom D/S relationships, some are short so you might need to use your imagination :)

Forks was a mysterious town, surrounded by shadows. The mysteries went back centuries, with supernatural enemies living among the human population and keeping their own secrets away from mortals. The grips of the supernatural world are spread open, like a novel waiting for the Swan sisters to unravel. This is Jessica's guide to surviving the supernatural...

OLD VERSION GOT TAKEN DOWN!! Amara De Luca had been on the cruel earth for eleven years, and had been in a human trafficking rink for nine of them. She tried to escape, but she wasn't smart or strong enough. She thinks all hope is lost, and this is the life she's destined for when she's suddenly saved by the family she never knew she had. But it won't be easy for her to revert back into a normal setting, when she doesn't really remember being in one in the first place. She's haunted, bruised and broken. But can the De Luca family change that? Will they be able to turn her back into the smiley little girl she used to be? Most importantly: can they help her learn to trust them and requite the love they have for her?

Verena was only eleven when she got arrested for murdering her brother's best friend. She was sent to a psychiatric hospital for what was only supposed to be six months. Now at fourteen she has been released into her eldest brother's custody to the dismay of most of her brothers. No one knows why she killed her bothers best friend but no one seemed to care. She was labeled as crazed killer and was looked at like a monster. The dark puzzle starts to come together in ways her brothers never expected. But will Verena be consumed by her demons before the dark comes to light?

Ignored. Sent away. Forgotten. Now he's back after almost two years from the hell they call Lockwood, all smiles and cheery expressions but under that exterior is a lone boy, crying for help he will never ask for. He was sent away to be 'fixed' but in the end, what can you do when people drive you to your tipping point? Do you bend to their will... or do you break?

There is a photograph. First birthday. The whole family around the long table - candles lit, cake centred, everyone leaning toward Isabella reaching for the flame, everyone laughing, everyone looking at the same thing. At the edge of the frame, barely in it, a small dark-haired girl in a white dress is looking at the candle. Not at her family. Not at her sister. Not at the camera. Just at the candle. Quiet. Still. Already, at one year old, watching the warmth from a slight distance. Nobody remembers who took the photograph. It was never framed. Never put in an album. Found years later in a box in the study, loose, slightly creased, as though it had simply been waiting. Her name is Serena Marchetti. The second twin. Born eleven minutes after her sister into a room already arranged around someone else - and she stayed that way, at the edge of things, for as long as the Marchettis of Milan would let her. This is not the story they would tell about her. This is hers.

One Woman. Four incredibly obsessed men. What could possibly go wrong?