| First book in "His" series | "I'm really sorry, but you're going to have to stay here for the next couple of months. But trust me, no one is going to hurt you when you're here." My kidnapper says, gently. "Trust! Trust you!? How can I trust you? You had me kidnapped, gagged, blindfolded and shot! And now you're telling me to trust you!" I shoot back. *** When sixteen year old, Courtney was tied up, blindfolded, gagged, shot and chucked into the back of the car, she wasn't excepting that her kidnapper had saved her life. WARNING: This story was written when I was very young and immature. There are significant plot holes and grammar issues. I hope to rewrite this story someday but for now - read at your own risk.

Everything was seemingly perfect for the innocent and naïve Annalise, as she had the perfect life that any teen could ask for. With her mother, aunt and the almighty by her side, she didn't need anyone, for she trusted them with all her heart. And she was getting married soon with a guy who was four years older to her but she didn't mind it one bit as it was her mother who arranged it for her and had complete faith in her mother's decision for her. But one day out, caused hell to break loose as she was spotted by the devil himself. He who ruled the underworld like the king. When his eyes landed on the sweet little teenager, he wanted her and all for himself. And what he wants he gets either by hook or crook. For he had already written his name on the innocent Annalise with his lustful eyes. Falling in the depths of hate and lust, Annalise, has no way out but accept her fate and submit. But soon finds herself involved in something sinful and dangerous with the man that detests dearly. (Psycho-thriller)

"I really am sorry." "I know. Now lift your skirt for me," he demands, standing behind my sprawled out figure on his desk, rolling up the sleeves of his button up. I feel my face flush, and I lift my cheek from its position on the solid wood desk to where I knew they were standing, waiting. I lock my wide eyes with pale green ones, knowing Sebastian's my best chance at avoiding punishment. All I receive in return is a slow, smug grin, and then a shrug, telling me I'm all out of luck. I watch as he gets comfortable, leaning against the dark wood walls and sliding his hands in his now slightly creased pant pockets. My eyes flicker over to Nik and Oliver, who moved to take up the leather armchairs at each corner of the desk, each with wicked gleams in their eyes, feasting on my vulnerable position. I shiver as I feel Elijah's cold hand run up the back of my thigh softly, only to pinch the goosebump-covered skin just under the curve of my ass, jolting me into awareness. "You know I don't like waiting, pretty girl," he chides, leaning into me so I can faintly feel his even breaths whisper along my neck. I lift my hands and reach behind me to pull up my fitted skirt so that my panty-clad bottom is hit with the effects of the slightly too-high air conditioning. I shiver in anticipation of Elijah's hard hand, knowing that despite my fear, I'm also more excited than I've ever been. His hand suddenly reaches into the side of my underwear from behind and he slides his fingers through my soaking folds, leisurely stroking my clit. I inhale a sharp gasp of air, electricity flowing through my pussy at his mere touch. "You're such a good cunt for us, aren't you, sweetheart? Are you going to take your punishment like a good girl now?"

The first chance she gets, Corrine Whitman tries to escape from the man who abducted her. But when James catches her, she has to deal with his bizarre guilt trip. Doesn't she enjoy his company, the game nights, stimulating conversations? Doesn't she know how lucky she is to be taken by a caring man instead of a psycho? He tells her he can't live without her. He won't live without her. But Corrine has to get home to her father. So, she has a new tactic--earn James's trust and enjoy her new family--or at least pretend. If Corrine plays the game, she'll be given freedom to leave the house, just like other women she's met who were kidnapped. Corrine can't fathom how so many women and children are taken and live seemingly normal lives with their captors all across the country. But she can relate--she's one of them. Corrine plots the perfect escape. Yet, the more time she spends with James, the harder it is to leave. She knows she's suffering from Stockholm syndrome, but she is determined to save herself and the others. And if she escapes? Corrine knows no one has ever left alive-she has to be the first. (Cover graciously designed by @bluntpencils.)

Arianne (Aria) has been looking for a dom. Only to find one night, two scary situations led her to not only find one dom, but three. Yet, events led her to be held captive. This is for the people who love the foreplay more and skip over the sex scenes in other books (i know it can get repetitive), my heart goes out to ya'll :) Also this is for the short chapter girlies :) This book contains swearing, sex scenes and kinks. Enjoy :)

"I love you" He had a habit of always repeating this same phrase right after he threw his final punch and I had no other choice but to say them back. What else could be expected in a relationship with Mason Riley. You tell him what he wants to hear, and maybe next time it won't be so bad. Kaya Fischer is stuck. They say there's a distinct line between right and wrong, but what if the line has been blurred and now lies distorted beyond comprehension? What do you do when your voice of discernment has been stripped and the only one left to rely on is his? These are the questions that need answers, and Kaya won't stop until she's found them. But, the only question remaining is, what if it's already too late? Cover By: _toochocolately_ #14 General Fiction 8.31.17

''Shhh!'' He said. I did what I was told and went silent. ''They're here.'' He said looking through the whole in the door. I slowly walked over too him and screamed towards the door for someone to help me. Hoping someone would here me.

"Baby, there's no secret you can keep from me, which means that if you leave me, I will always find you." In another life we would have been lovers. In another life this was my happily ever after and he was my Prince Charming. In another life it would have worked. But in this life, he was nothing more than a monster and this was my personal hell. A story in which a young woman with a traumatic past is kidnapped by a man of many secrets. Not your usual Wattpad kidnapped story, but if you like dark romance, you'll probably like Shattered. ... Memorable moments- 1k views- November 20th, 2018 100k- May 3rd, 2020 500k- May 18th, 2022 1M- October 18th, 2024

"You are mine! Mine to love!, Mine to break! Mine to treasure!, Mine to discipline! No one else has the right to even dare to look at WHAT'S MINE! I won't share you Rosa and I'll be damn if I let anything happen to you!" he whispered roughly as he bit down on my neck to keep me idle but I continued to struggle. "P-Please leave me Alexander.. I don't want to be here with you!" I cried as he continued his assaults and his grasp, on my hands on either side of my head stuck to the wall, constricted so hard that I feared they would break anytime soon. I felt him smirking against my skin before he removed his lips from my skin and stared into my eyes. I shivered at the look the h was giving me; an unspoken promise. "You never had a choice in the first place bambina. I never shared anything that was mine and you darling, you've entered my heart. What makes you think I would let you go..." he got his face nearer to mine, "I'm going to bury myself so deep inside of you it'll leave you feeling hollow when I'm not with you.."