He didn't steal me. He claimed me. One moment, I was dancing with my best friends. The next, the lights died-and the Dominion came. When I woke, a broken crown was inked into my ankle. His mark. Damien Voss. The man in the expensive suit. The man who watched me in the club like he already owned me. Now he does. He says I'm not merchandise. I'm his. Not because he's merciful-because he wants to keep me. Break me. Remake me. And the worst part? Some dark, hungry part of me wants him to. When he touches me, I forget to be afraid. When he whispers that he sees the monster inside me, I can't deny it. When he promises to ruin me, I wonder how it will feel to finally belong to someone who refuses to let me go. This isn't love. This is obsession. And I don't know if I'll survive it... or if I even want to.

I can't pinpoint the exact moment when I knew my fixation had turned into an obsession. All I knew was, I was never going to let her go. I might have taken her as collateral, to make sure her father did exactly what I wanted but things had changed. She was mine now.

Eliana is running from her past, and it's chasing her with a vengeance. When her loved ones are murdered before her by a cruel family, Eliana escapes to America and hasn't stopped running for six years. Now, they are getting closer. A dark twist of fate means that ancient bonds are revealed and Eliana is forced to question everything that she knows. *Excerpt* This time, I only made it about twenty feet before a large force slammed into me from behind, a tight hand wrapping around my mouth preventing me from crying out. Desperately, I reached my hands up to tug at the arm around my face as a second powerful arm snaked around my stomach, keeping me flush to the warm chest behind me and stopping me from falling from the impact of his collision. "Enough!" He growled close to my ear. Despite the strong arms and seething tone keeping me contained, I used all my might to struggle, squirming frantically to try and loosen his grip. My shouted pleas were muffled uselessly by the hand over my mouth and warm tears burned against my cold face as they streamed from my ballooned eyes. My legs kicked helplessly, and I must have got a hit in because I heard him curse under his breath before he easily but surprisingly gently, kicked my legs from under me and forced me into a kneeling position on the forest floor, lowering himself afterwards to match my stance. With this new position he could release the arm around my waist without allowing me any wriggle room and I felt him reach behind him to grab something. Shit. My breathing picked up and my cries increased in volume. Was he just going to kill me like this? In the middle of nowhere? Trigger Warning: This is a dark romance. Themes of abuse, death, violence and all around some pretty toxic behaviour.

"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

Ein Vampir auf der Jagd nach seiner Seelengefährtin, auf die er viele Jahrhunderte gewartet hat. Eine Begegnung die zwei Leben vollkommen verändern wird. Und ein ausmaß an Folgen das zu einer Bedrohung der ganzen Welt werden könnte. (*Figuren auf Cover entsprechen nicht (vom aussehen) zwangsläufig den Figuren in der Geschichte*)

Shae wird auf offener Straße überfallen und kann von Glück reden, als ihr ein mysteriöser Fremder zu Hilfe eilt. Das dieser jemand allerdings eine noch viel größere Gefahr darstellt, bemerkt sie erst als sie Tage später in einem Zimmer aufwacht das nicht ihres ist... Der Mann der sie entführt hat, gibt seine konkreten Pläne nicht preis und verhält sie mal verständnisvoll und freundlich und im nächsten Moment brutal und aggressiv. Das einzige was er von Anfang an klar stellt ist, dass Shae nicht mehr in ihr altes Leben zurück kehren kann und nun Teil seines Lebens ist.. Ausschnitt : Langsam kam er auf mich zu. Mein Herz pochte so laut das ich seine geflüsterten Worte, die wohl mir galten, garnicht verstand. Als er plötzlich die Hand hob und zuschlug, traf es mich daher unerwartet.. Obwohl.. Unerwartet war ja schließlich Rhions zweiter Vorname. Mein Körper prallte auf das Parkett und ich stöhnte auf als ein stechender Schmerz meinen Kopf durchfuhr. Rhion runzelte verwundert die Stirn und sah mich aus seinen eisblauen Augen fragend an. "Seit zwei Monaten stelle ich dir nun dieselbe Frage. Ich verändere weder den Wortlaut, noch füge ich etwas hinzu. Und trotzdem antwortest du mir darauf nicht. Es macht mich sehr wütend, Shae. Ich bin ungeduldig!

#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

"Wir hätten es fast überstanden. Fast wärst du Mein gewesen, fast hätten wir unser Leben geteilt, fast hätte ich dich festhalten können. Und nun bricht dieses 'Fast' für immer mein Herz." Die Geschichte eines amerikanischen Soldaten, der während des zweiten Weltkrieges in Kontakt mit einem deutschen Mädchen kam. Sie waren verschieden, die Welt, in der sie lebten grauenvoll und düster. Doch ihre Geschichte steht geschrieben. written by @articulair Cover by @Little_Ophelia

A set of chess stands at my bedside table, the white row perfectly in line while one of the black knights already moved. I furrow my eyebrows at the wrongdoing but then remind myself of one thing; he doesn't play by the rules. Picking up the small letter in the middle of the checkerboard, I keep the creeping fear at bay and read the four words followed by his signature, surprisingly neatly written. "Prepare to be checkmated - Nick."

"First you captivated me... then you held me captive." Evelyn was like most college-aged girls working a part-time job when she met Caleb, who came in to her life when she wanted him least but needed him most. He captivated her. By the end of summer, she had fallen in love with him. It was then that he wanted her to meet his parents. And that's when everything changed. Caleb was not the man Evelyn thought he was. He came from a secluded village that did things much differently from the rest of society. Isolated in one of the most sparsely populated areas of the country, it was as if they live in their own little world. They were a traditional village for the most part, but there were some aspects that they did much differently than any other, especially in the ways of courtship. It didn't take long for Evelyn to realize one thing: once you were brought home to meet the parents, there was no escape.