The only fault Arabella Dew had was involving herself with the Grayson family. She always dreamed about becoming a bride of their household, being the lover of the youngest son- Luke Grayson. But, fate had other plans when the eldest son, William Grayson, the pride of the family, set his eyes on her, uncaring if she is his brother's girlfriend. He wants her and he WILL get her. No matter what he has to lose, his family, his ethics, his own self, to have her beside him, he would trade all his riches for. She had no idea the most charming man could hold this dark side too or how her life was going to shatter all because... he was crazy for her.

"Will you kill me?" "No, my love. I would rather see you disfigured than see you dead." ★★★ What is the best way for a psychopath to confess his love? Kidnap and isolate love interest all to yourself... And that was what Husband did. While Elora Peters tries to navigate into her kidnapper's heart, she finds out in the push-and-pull relationship that formed over a few hours that she was never getting away from him. But of course, it was never easy to break a strong spirit and a wonderful challenge she proved to be. There are two things one fears. One, a mass shooting, and two, a psycho in love. (Book 1 of the Psychopath Series)

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.

"Please let me go " she cried, her voice trembling with fear. "Shhh, don't waste your energy, love. Keep it for the real game " he said, coming closer to her. She turned her face away in disgust. "Oww, look at yourself, feeling disgusted and all. Just wait, darling, how I turn this disgust into pleasure you beg to get again and again, day and night" he said, sliding her hair away from her face. His breath hit her face, making her shiver. "You won't get away with this " she said, trying to be brave, but her voice was cracking. "We will see, love " he said in amusement, eating her earlobe. Stalking her was not enough; never enough. Seeing her from afar, not having her beside , not being able to touch her was insane. He deserved her; he deserved her all. She thought she was overreacting but her intuition was right; it always was right, only if she stayed away from him, she wouldn't be in hell, which he called love. Triggers: sextual content , manipulation, rape , self-harm , toxic love Note: This story is a work of fiction and is intended for mature audiences only. It contains explicit descriptions of sexual acts and themes of obsession and stalking, which may be triggering for some readers. Please read with caution

"Love that borders on obsession is a passion that consumes not only the heart but the soul, blurring the line between adoration and possession." Note: This story is a work of fiction and is intended for mature audiences only. It contains explicit descriptions of sexual acts and themes of obsession and stalking, which may be triggering for some readers. Please read with caution.