I wrote this when I was 16 give me a break. TAKEN SERIES: BOOK ONE TW: kidnapping, manipulation, toxic/abusive relationship, violence, death, grief, self-harm, suicidal thoughts/attempts, sexual assault, non-consensual sexual content, alcoholism, stockholm syndrome, switching partners, etc. Do not read this story if you get triggered easily. If you decide to continue, that's your own choice. This story will portray a BDSM relationship, NOT counting the toxicity and genuine abuse that goes on throughout it. Do not comment anything unnecessarily judgmental, especially if you don't know what you're talking about. Thank you, enjoy. - - - - - "Don't ever do something like that again, or I will kill you, understood? "Yes, sir." - - - - - After being continuously hurt, left alone, heart broken and losing the one thing that kept her going, Nia Seymour turns to a new job that will show her how to let loose, live her life and make her happy again. The last thing she expected was to be Taken Captive by someone who would turn her life into chaos, make her addicted to the pain and hold her heart in his hands, breaking it and putting it back together over and over again until she's had enough. • • • The second he lays his eyes on her, Callum Rivera's world is turned upside down and he's made his mind up. She's his. He feeds off of the tears she cries, loves the pain all over her face when he hurts her over and over again, whether it's purposefully or not. As time passes and feelings evolve, soon enough the tears falling out of her eyes no longer give him pleasure, only pain and all he wants is for her to be happy, as long as she's with him. • • • The universe is sending challenge after challenge to these two individuals who want nothing but each other. Will they get past these secrets, lies, toxicity and pain? Or will one of them give up? - - - - -

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Soukoku smut ᴀʀᴛ ɪs ᴀʟʟ ɴᴏᴛ ᴍɪɴᴇ** ᴀs ᴘʀᴏᴍɪsᴇᴅ ɪ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ɪᴅᴇᴀs ғᴏʀ sᴋᴋ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ɴᴇᴡ ᴄʜᴇᴄᴋ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴍʏ ᴏʟᴅ ʙᴏᴏᴋ ɴᴀᴍᴇᴅ sᴏᴜᴋᴏᴋᴜ ғᴏʀ ᴍᴏʀᴇ sᴍᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ɪs ɴᴏᴛ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ʙᴏᴛᴛᴏᴍᴢᴀɪ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ғᴏʀ ᴍʏ ɢɪʀʟɪᴇs ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʙᴏᴛᴛᴏᴍ ᴅᴀᴢᴀɪ ᴛʜɪs ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴡᴀs ғɪʀsᴛ ᴅʀᴀғᴛᴇᴅ ɪɴ, 2ɴᴅ ᴊᴀɴᴜᴀʀʏ 2025 ᴏʟᴅ ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ ɪɴ 1sᴛ ᴊᴀɴᴜᴀʀʏ 2025 ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ʜᴀᴠᴇɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɴɪᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀʀᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇʟʏ ɴᴇᴡ, ғɪʀsᴛʟʏ ᴘʟs ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴛʜᴇ sʜᴏᴡ ɪᴛ ɪs 10/10 ᴛʀᴜsᴛ <3 sᴇᴄᴏɴᴅʟʏ ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɪɴ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs ᴅᴇᴛᴀɪʟs: ᴄʜᴜᴜʏᴀ: ᴀɢᴇ-22 ʜᴇɪɢʜᴛ- 161ᴄᴍ ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ- sʜᴏʀᴛ, ᴡᴇᴀʀs ᴀ ʜᴀᴛ, ʟᴏᴠᴇʟᴏᴄᴋ ʜᴀɪʀᴄᴜᴛ, ʙʟᴜᴇ ᴇʏᴇs, ɢɪɴɢᴇʀ ʜᴀɪʀ, ʜᴀs ᴀ ᴄʜᴏᴄᴋᴇʀ, ᴡᴇᴀʀs ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ɢʟᴏᴠᴇs. ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ- sʜᴏʀᴛ ᴛᴇᴍᴘᴇʀ, ʜᴀᴛᴇs ᴅᴀᴢᴀɪ, ᴄᴏɴғɪᴅᴇɴᴛ, sᴛʀᴏɴɢ, ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀғᴜʟ. ᴀʙɪʟɪᴛʏ- ɢʀᴀᴠɪᴛʏ ᴍᴀɴɪᴘᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏʀɢᴀɴɪᴢᴀᴛɪᴏɴ - ᴘᴏʀᴛ ᴍᴀғɪᴀ ᴅᴀᴢᴀɪ: ᴀɢᴇ - 22 ʜᴇɪɢʜᴛ - ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ 180ᴄᴍ ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ - ᴛᴀʟʟ, ʙʀᴏᴡɴ ᴇʏᴇs, ʙʀᴏᴡɴ ʜᴀɪʀ, ᴍᴇssʏ ʜᴀɪʀ, ᴡᴇᴀʀs ʙᴀɴᴅᴀɢᴇs ᴀʟʟ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ʜɪs ʙᴏᴅʏ. ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ - sᴜɪᴄɪᴅᴀʟ, ғʟɪʀᴛʏ, ʜᴀᴛᴇs ᴄʜᴜᴜʏᴀ, (ɴᴏᴛ) ʜᴜᴍᴏʀᴏᴜs, sᴍᴀʀᴛ. ᴀʙ

⚠️ Strict Content Warning - Read at Your Own Risk: Not suitable for sensitive readers or those under 18. This is not a fairytale. This is not soft. It's obsession This is twisted, raw, and painful. Proceed only if you can handle psychological darkness and dangerous love... so don't west time.. go and watch... you gonna love it ❤ .... .. He's not your hero. He's your worst decision in human form. Rich. Ruthless. Untouchable. And he made you his. You didn't fall in love. You were dragged into it - slowly, painfully, destructively. You became his favorite obsession. He broke you with soft kisses and harsh nights. He made you crave his attention, even when it hurt. They call him a king in the underworld. But to you? He's the cage you stopped trying to escape. Because love isn't always light. Sometimes, it comes dressed in blood, power, and whispered lies. ... don't forget to follow me 😊 and please vote so I can make more story like this ❤ bye bye 😘

#2 in Top 10 in India on (9/4/26) #1 in Top 10 in India on (12/4/26) Myra sharma had heard his name before she ever saw his face. Armaan Brar. The President of Chandigarh National University. Final-year Political Science student. RSVP's rising youth face. The boy professors avoid. The one students don't look in the eye. The one whose footsteps are enough to silence a corridor. They say he once pulled a gun on campus. They say he wins elections the way he wins fights... ruthlessly. They say crossing him is a mistake you don't repeat twice. And she believes every freaking word. She's just a first-year B.Com student. From a Middle class family, She left Lucknow with dreams in her suitcase. Chandigarh National University was her dream. Her fresh start. Her escape. Living alone in a new city wasn't easy but she was determined. Far away from politics, power, and people like him. Her only goal? Stay invisible, don't get noticed by bullies in college.. But Armaan Brar notices her. And that's where the problem begins. And Armaan Brar has never been gentle about what he wants. Tropes:- - punjabi munda x Innocent hindu girl - college president x simple student - first love - rich guy x middle class girl - 5 years age gap (don't judge my book with this description there is a lot more about Armaan and Myra, give it a chance please...it's my first story.)

no cringey names for example: -baby girl -princess -daddy. n more. -mommy names there might pop up: -good girl. -love -baby. -beautiful -babe This is not a aggressive smut it's not vanilla either, Y/N in the story is very much of a pillow princess other than a top. The guy, Don, is very much of a top, he gets what he wants when he wants it n he knows you like it.

my heart raced with every step he took towards me,i clutched my dress and tried not to make any sound or i will face the consequences. tears left my eyes,i was stucked with him,i hated everyone for doing this to me. "you still have time come out sweetheart."more tears left my eyes as i covered my mouth with my hand. sobs were ready to left but i forced myself to be strong. suddenly a hand clutched my hair and dragged me out from my hiding spot. I knew who it was and was ready. "tsk tsk tsk,i said you,if i will find you then you have to face double consequences but you being stubborn disobeyed me."a sob ripped through me at the thought of the punishment i will receive. #violence #abusive content. . this is pure imagination. This story doesn't support or normalize anything take it as a fiction and don't spam any hate i won't tolerate anything towards my storyline or anything related to the story. if you don't like second chances or story like this,then skip it don't read it.

He pinned me against the wall, his hand on my throat and his lips on my neck. 'Run,' he said. 'I'll just drag you back.' I should hate him. I'm terrified of him. So why does my body betray me every time he whispers my name? He warned me once: "This city protects me, not you." Now I believe him. When I went to the police to escape Aleksandr Markov's relentless obsession, my sister was framed and locked up. When I tried to run, he bought my workplace and became my boss. When I begged him to let me go, he whispered in my ear with his lips pressed to my neck: "You're mine, My little dove. Struggle all you want-I'll keep you until you stop fighting... or until you break." But the scariest part? The longer I'm trapped in his cage, the less I want to leave. A billionaire villain. A powerless heroine. A game of power, obsession, and desire where losing means surrendering everything-including your heart.

When a young college student is taken captive by a deranged billionaire she must learn how to survive in his psychotic world of torture while trying to escape from the crime filled world around her. *** Life is good for Raelyn, studying at college while working at a local café where she interacts with the handsome undercover cop, Ethan. When her only relative gets sick Raelyn struggles to find another job to pay off the medical bills. In a desperate attempt to save her Aunt she gets caught up in a world of crime, drug and sex trafficking. Raelyn struggles to survive with the violent Deimos holding her captive as Ethan works desperately to find her after her mysterious disappearance. Unknowing to Ethan, Raelyn is more connected to his undercover work that he thought. *** Content warning: This story contains violence, gory scenes and torture. Cover designed by Holly Thurston

My heart hammered against my chest as I saw who was standing infront of me. I thought I had enough time to flee, guess not. I looked behind his back intending to run through the door, away from his heated gaze. "Don't you dare." His voice still made me cower in submission, even after all these days. "I won't tell what happened between us to anyone, sir. Please, let me go." "Never. I don't fucking care even if the whole world knows about us." There was that stubborn, harsh edge in his tone that ended any protest before it could rise in my throat. I had to get out of here before he did something I would regret. "I told you to wait until I came back didn't I?" Yes, he did, but that was the only chance I had to run away from his shackles and I wasn't no fool to not take that chance. Even if I was regretting it now. "Nothing can happen-" "Strip." His command made my reasoning with him pause. "Wh-what?" I didn't mean to stutter, but I was also one second away from fainting on the velvety carpet. "You know it won't take me a second to tear that pretty dress off of your body, so don't make me come there." I knew he could tear it off without even getting one hair out of place. As it wouldn't be the first time he would be doing so. ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ [18+] Diamonds always stay hidden. It is us who have to find them.