#1 in Thriller /15-05-18/ "I want her", he says in a deep voice, causing me to shiver. His hair and eyes are the same color as the sky at night and his lips are curled up in a mischievous smirk. He reaches out his hand and gently touches my cheek and I take a step back, my eyes full of anger and fear. "Ah, feisty one, aren't you?" I hear him say as he leans in closer, trapping me between the cold wall and his tense body. Copyright © 2014

He was good looking, drove a sexy car and always had a girl on his arm, he seemed to be the ideal man to every girl's eye, but he was the complete opposite. My name is Taylor, and I am one of those girls he has on his arm. I wasn't put there willingly, no not at all, I was forced to be his pet, thats what he called me, what they all called us, pets "your a fucking pet!" he would scream at me "you don't talk back to me" then he would hit me across the face or shove me to the ground. Thats how he liked it, rough. The man who made me sick at his touch, tremble when I felt his prescene, when i felt his breath is Tom Kaulitz, Tom fucking Kaulitz. "No one stands up to me, I'm Tom Kaulitz" Why he's keeping me around, I have no idea, why he's put up with me for so long, I wouldn't have a clue, I thought he would of put a bullet in my head ages ago, just like the others. He was an invincible killer, an evil man that got away with anything, murder, rape, stealing, just because he could drive. Trigger warning: Some scenes may include rape and cutting/suicide attempts. (It contains mature subject and dark themes such as explicit kidnapping, murder and rape. There's also explicit sex scenes. Read at your own risk. This book is unedited so you'll find some grammatical errors) I do not own Tokio Hotel but I do own everything else, original characters, story line etc. © winternightz I am winternightz! I wrote this story 6 years ago on Mibba and it was a real hit, I am re-posting it due to writing a sequel and I felt I should share it with you guys, will be up soon! :) The sequel A Beautiful Lie is up now.

He wanted her; She'd always tell -- "I hope that you burn forever in hell." He has her in his grasp; This type of duo was never meant to last. Story excerpt: "You don't know how to shoot a gun." I raised my eyebrows in surprise - that's what he was concerned about? Then, I proceeded to pump the shot gun, my finger resting on the trigger. Aidan seemed a bit taken aback by this revelation and chose to take a retreating step. He eyed me with a small amount of caution from the action that I performed. "Car keys. Phone. Now." "Vie- "My name is Arianna Hopkins...!" I stressed with absolute resolution, and that seemed to shut him up completely. He didn't like that I had denied the name that had had given me - the new life that I was supposed to live with him. I would go back home. I had to.

Being with Richie was one of the worst things I'd ever done. He was heartless and cruel; with a 'love' that ruined me entirely. "God knows what is hiding in those weak and drunken hearts. I guess the loneliness came knocking, no one needs to be alone, oh save me." -Birdy (People, help the people.) Becca has never met anyone quite like Richie Moscow. He is everything a girl would want. Handsome, magnetic, compelling. But what happens when being with Richie starts to stem down a dark and scary road? What happens when Richie isn't as...sweet as he appeared to be? Between a hectic school life, a misleading boyfriend, a boy who doesn't talk much, and an obsessive father, Becca struggles to keep her head above water. Trigger Warnings: Abuse & Assault (Physical, Sexual, Emotional.) (Major plotline.) Drugs & Violence. (Minor Plotline.) Mature Language. Mature Sexual Content. Some aspects may be unsettling to some readers. Target audience: 18+ #28- TeenFiction (21/09/23) Copyrighted @ Tiffanyluvss 2022. Started: April 2022.

His Possession. Mafia Romance. Dark Romance. Enemies To Lovers. "Let me go!" I seethed through gritted teeth. I felt an uncontrollable amount of fear rake over my body. I soon began to shake. The fear that I just barely managed to suppress earlier is now clawing its way back up to the surface, rearing its ugly head once again, and hits ten times harder than before. The sensation is literally paralyzing. The feeling totally bypassing 'fight' or 'flee' and going straight to freeze. I feel like yacking up all that greasy food I had eaten during my shift at the diner. But I swallow the urge to do so and grit my teeth. Trust me, I wanted nothing more than to yack all over this pretentious douche. "Sorry kitten, not ever going to fucking happen." He said carelessly as he tightened his grip on the steering wheel. His eyes were fixed on the dark road ahead of us, the road I surely didn't want to die on. Before I could even finish forming a coherent thought, the car swerved hard to the side of the road and comes to a sudden stop, sending me flying into the dash. My forehead collides with the smooth leather of the dashboard. I hear him rustling around, but can't see much due to the black spots in my vision. You know, from literally eating the dash. I hear the sound of something popping open and then liquid being poured. "Tell me kitten," I hear him say slyly. "Does this smell like chloroform?" He chuckles as he reaches across the console to press a rag to my face. Emily Watts, twenty years old and living alone in LA, due to her parents being drunken assholes. She had barely any money to her name, and worked at a small diner, trying to earn some money. Emily's life was in a constant loop, work and sleep. Until it was turned upside down when she meets the most powerful Mafia boss: Luca Adorno. NUMBER 1 IN #HOSTAGE - 08/02/20 NUMBER 1 IN #KIDNAP - 09/07/20 Completed in 2019. (IN NEED OF AN EDIT)

"I hate you. I hate you so much! You chain me to the table to eat. You chain me to the bed when I sleep. You chain me for anything that takes longer than fifteen fucking minutes!" He stared at me. A growing smile appearing on his face. "I like seeing that I'm in control of you. That there isn't a place that you can run from me. That you will never be able to fight back," I stared back at him, my chest rising up and down as I was trying to control my breathing from my outburst. "That you're mine." Natalie Hunt wanted a nice and quiet senior year after the terrifying events from the summer. After seeing what a monster he was, she had every intention of staying away from her ex-boyfriend, Evan Hale. Evan Hale...had other things in mind for their senior year.

He was her rock, her best friend, her first love. He became her worst nightmare, her tormentor, her captor She was his everything. His obsession. Their story should have ended with that court case, but he's found a way back to her, and he won't give her another opportunity to escape. Not this time. ------------------------------------------- Shivering, I sobbed out, unable to speak, unable to move. "Shh, shh, now baby-girl, it's alright, you're safe, don't cry" he soothed, moving closer to me. "N-Noah, I w-want to go home," I sobbed, feeling weak from my inability to talk without stuttering. A gasp left my parted lips as his hand forcefully connected with my cheek, "You are home, so I don't want to hear that crap from you, okay?" shaking, I looked down at my feet, his gaze too menacing to hold. "I said, do you understand" he spit through clenched teeth, "y-yes, I'm sorry" I whispered, a new wave of tears making their appearance. "Good girl, now I need you to keep being a good girl, okay?" nodding, my eyes met his dark ones. His form towered over me, making me feel small and irrelevant. "Words, Embry!" He demanded as I stuttered out a quiet yes. I studied him cautiously as he walked towards the far end of the room, shuffling through drawers before stalking back towards me and crouching down. I sucked in a breath as I saw the knife in his hand, his face held a mischievous grin as it glinted in the light. "Now baby-girl, you see, as much as I hate to, you need to be punished, do you know why?" Warning! This story is for mature audience, it contains strong language, abuse, mature themes and sensitive topics. Please enjoy, -Aphrodite.