She thought he was perfect, but perfect doesn't exist. Alex had never been in love. Never been kissed. Never even held a boy's hand. So when Ben (the charming, confident, older man) swept into her life, it felt like fate. He said all the right things. Made her feel special. Claimed he was keeping her safe. At first, she believed him. When he checked her phone, it was because he cared. When he told her what to wear, it was because he loved her. When he got really angry, it was her fault, wasn't it? She should've known better. Shouldn't have talked to that guy. Should've texted back faster. Should've listened to him. Then the first slap came. Then the apologies, and promises it wouldn't happen again. But it did. It kept happening. Ben doesn't love Alex. He owns her. And she's learning, slowly and painfully, that love doesn't leave bruises. Love doesn't monitor your every move. Love doesn't isolate you from your friends and family, punish you for breathing the wrong way, or force you to beg for kindness that never lasts. But by the time she sees it for what it is, she's already trapped. And Ben doesn't plan to let her go. Not without a fight. ⚠️TW⚠️Domestic Violence ⚠️TW⚠️ Sexual Assault ⚠️TW⚠️ Emotional and Mental Abuse I don't own the cover or any of the pictures I use. This is copyright so if you see anyone taking my book please help a girl out and let me know. I've worked so hard on this. I recommend not reading until your 18 but I know y'all won't listen. Just be aware this book contains sensitive topics

*Dark Short Story with triggers including abuse/torture and violence, sexual assault, stalking and home invasion* Someone has been been following me. I never see a face or catch a glance of a shadow but I know somethings not quite right. My life changes forever when I arrive home one day to a nightmare. Just when things seem to be looking up he comes back for me, and this time he wants me for more than just one night. ------ Please note: This is a fictional story. Many, if not the vast majority, of the actions taken by the fictional characters are absolutely not ok in real world, non-fictional settings. This is a dark short story that contains triggers and themes such as kidnapping, graphic sexual assault/ sexual objectification, drugging and abuse/torture. DO NOT continue if you don't enjoy reading that sort of thing in fictional worlds. ------ #1 in: HomeInvasion (January 2024) MatureAudience (January 2024) Heldcaptive (January 2024) Captor (January 2024) #2 in Dark (April 2024) #3 in Force (April 2024) #5 in Force (January 2024) ------ Below are some crisis and help hotlines (US numbers) Suicide, Mental Health Crisis: 988 National Human Trafficking Hotline: 1 888 373 7888 National Domestic Violence Hotline: 1 800 799 7233 Emergency Services: 911

My scalp and jaw were paining too much for my mouth to defy him . But i promised myself I wouldn't ever listen to this dominating jerk . " how dare you talk to him ! "His voice boomed " how dare you defend another man in front of me ! " And his pull got harder " ahhhh " Tears were flowing down " Edward was.."I said but I was cut off with a slap on my face " I dare you to take another man's name again from your mouth and let me tell you , you're not gonna be able to see light again !" Read the novel to know more..... The story gets better trust me ❤️ #1 Control #1 Fear #1 Possessive #1 Obsessed #2 Dark love

"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.

I thought he saw me, the real me. Not just the body I tried to hide, or the insecurities I never showed. But the girl beneath it all. So I trusted him. Followed him. Loved him. Now I'm trapped in a house with no exits. No answers. No mercy. He says this is my life now. But the way he looks at me says otherwise. He wants to break me. Remake me. And if I want to survive... I might have to lose myself. 🚫🚫🚫18+🚫🚫🚫 This isn't a love story. Not the sweet kind. It's dark. Twisted. Addictive. The kind where the hero does unforgivable things- and you'll still find yourself wanting him. He's not safe. And neither is what you'll feel. Read at your own risk. You've been lured. 🖤 READ THE DISCLAIMER. THIS BOOK IS NOT FOR EVERYONE

Nobody ever thinks their life will shatter in an instant-until it does. Not at first. You wake up, you go through the motions, and you trust the people around you. You laugh, you cry, you love. You never stop to wonder if the hands you hold today will be the same ones that destroy you tomorrow. I never did. I never questioned the warmth in his smile, the strength in his presence, the way he stood by my side like a shadow I could always rely on. I thought I had finally found someone who understood me, someone who didn't see me as an outsider. Someone I called a brother. But trust is a dangerous thing. It blinds you. It makes you miss the signs staring right at you. Because the moment I saw the truth- I realized I had been holding the devil's hand all along. #5 Survivor #36 Obsession

𝚸1 𝐎𝐅 𝚨 " 𝐓𝐖𝐎-𝚸𝚨𝐑𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒" | 18+ ••• A voice so tempting triggers the darkest parts of her mind, it makes her think unimaginable things, like the pain she thought she escaped. His obsession for her deeply and darkly abnormal, the infatuation he held for Amina had no limit. She had to learn the depths he'll go just to keep her close. Reign's money and political ties make him untouchable. He controls a cruel underworld along with his new found lady, and so it's true- power will always belong in the shadows. It's men like him she wanted to stay away from. To be completely honest she didn't know men like him exist. He did entice her, she grew to submit to every request, but there was a price to pay for any disobeying. A hard head makes a soft bottom. Can she survive the torment of Reign Gusev? -𝐃𝚨𝐑𝚱 𝐑𝐎𝚳𝚨𝚴𝐂𝐄 (Actively editing) #1 Russian category on 06/2023 #1 Mature audiences category on 08/2024

"Get off me." I struggle to no avail, trying to get control of my arms, which he easily keeps pinned. "You son of a-" I'm cut off by his hand over my mouth, leaving his other hand to grip both my wrists above my head. "Do you really want to finish that sentence?" He's starting to get irritated, but I'm too angry to care. I nod my head and yell obscenities that are muffled by his hand. I try to bite his hand, but it's pressed so tightly on my mouth that my teeth can't get a grip on anything. I just want to get out of this extremely vulnerable position. He's barely even putting force into his actions, and yet he is so much stronger than me. It's a terrifying thought to realise that you would be helpless if a man wanted to harm you, subjected to his whims just because of biological differences. "Seriously, Mollie, stop being so childish." He removes his hand and wipes it on my shirt. I don't miss how his hand stays on my waist. "Get off me then," I hide my fear behind my anger and hope he doesn't see through it. I think he does, because he teases me with a smile, "What will you do if I don't? You can't exactly do much in this position." His words sink an arrow of terror into my gut. *** Mollie's bus is hijacked by a group of masked men one day when she's on her way home from university. The hostages are taken to a house in the woods where they're ransomed back to their families. All except Mollie. The leader of the masked men has an interest in her, one that seems to have existed before the hijacking, and doesn't want to let her go. It seems that she's been kidnapped for keeps.

(Dark romance, abusive, violence and adult content.... please do not read if you are sensitive to these topics) He grabbed her jaw as he warned, "Are you up for giving up your life for his?.... remember, it's life time deal......" His fingers were trying have grip over her smooth skin, tinting her skin in scarlet. Her eyes were in tears, she looked at the kid at gun point then turned to the ruthless man himself, She whispered, "Leave him.... however he offended you.... I will pay the price...." Seth smirked at this stupid girl, he said, "So, everything you have will me on my mercy.... Your life, your death, tears, pain... everything will be my will.... only death will be escape..." She was fearful, trembling, she still said to herself, "I have to one to cry for me.... but this kid has..... If that monster wants life, then it must be some as useless as me...." She turned to the kid as she said, "Daniel.... go back... never mention this to anyone.... you never came here.... go!" Seth warned, "I haven't allowed him to..."His eyes showed his anger, and thrust for pain. She begged, "I am willing to give my life.... just let that kid go... Please Sir....." She whispered to herself I don't know what I am walking into... but.... I have no way but to face.... Seth warned with a deadly smirk, "Now... Your life is mine.... forever....."

"You seriously think that you can run away from me?" He sniggered darkly. His obsession, his madness over me peeped at me through his eyes. Taking long steps, he approached me, causing me to pace backwards until I met the wall standing tall behind me. Clutching my fistful of hairs in his hand, he titled my head and sniffed my neck; walking extremely close to me. "That too with my child? You wish so?" "It's not your child." Leaving the nape of my neck, he raised his head and looked straight in my eyes. His black, dark eyes, as if is possessed by some ghost, were ready to murder any living being in front of him. "It's just mine." He smirked, sending shiver down my spine. This is the most animalistic form I have seen of his', in these whole eleven years of span. Bending his head down, he let his warm lips to enfold mine. "Winter sweetheart, you didn't understood my true nature even after so many years?" I frowned, not finding his words penetrating my thick skull. "I take what's mine. And if not peacefully, than I can also snatch it." Except of our racing heart beats, nothing could be heard. There was absolute silence. A new fear unlocked from the depth of my heart and made it's way up to the surface. "And as far as I know, you and the baby growing in your womb, both are mine." ~ All pic credit goes to it's rightful owner.