"I'm not a man of many words... солнышко," he said softly, the Russian endearment curling off his tongue like smoke-sweet, but choking. "Come closer." She hesitated, her body trembling, tears spilling soundlessly down her cheeks. He watched her, the way fear made her small, fragile-beautiful in a broken way. She rose, slow as a confession, and walked to him because something in his smile promised shelter and tasted like a lie. He leaned in, close enough to feel his breath, and I saw the patient cruelty behind his eyes. "Now," he murmured, his voice turning colder, heavier, "tell me... what did you do to make me want to cut your leg?" The room went still, except for her quiet gasps. He tilted his head, studying her face as if searching for the moment she would break. ............................................................... Linda finally gets her big break - a visa sponsorship job at the Lincoln Foundation. She's placed with the Adams family, a kind couple who welcome her with open arms and treat her like the daughter they never had. Their home is beautiful, their hearts warm, and for the first time, Linda feels a sense of belonging. But everything changes the night of a business party hosted by Mr. Adams. There, she meets Arseny - and from that moment, her dream life slowly turns into a haunting nightmare.

I hear Timothy huff. "Come back to the house voluntarily and I'll go easy on you for your punishment." He sounds bored. I guess he's not enjoying running after me anymore. Still I ignore him and continue to walk forward. My walk is more like a drunken wobble now. Everything hurts. I get a few feet further before he pulls me back by my hair. "Stop being stubborn." It feels like he's trying to pull my hair from my scalp. I scream and scratch at his hands. "Let me go!" "You like it when I chase after you. Huh, Rose." He's breathing hard. Oh my god. This is really how I'm going to die. He pushes me onto the ground then grabs my leg. I grab and claw at the ground as he starts to drag me back towards the house. Stones, roots and dirt rub against my body scratching me. I can't continue to be dragged like this. We are at least three miles away from his house. "Let me up, I can walk!" I can barely recognize my own voice. It's so raw. He continues to drag me for a little while longer before picking me up and throwing me over his shoulder. My body hangs from his limp. When we arrive at the house he takes me straight to his bedroom. He tosses me on the bed like I'm a pillow making my head bang against the headboard. I grab my head and cover my face. "Strip." He breaks the silence. This is darker than Mia.

Malika Danai is pressure. Friendly, social, and loved by all, Malika thrives in college and is often seen as a mirage - seemingly real and attainable but disappears when approached. She's a party girl to the core. Loves to drink, flirt, and explore with her best friends, Ayana and Isabella. Her beauty is undeniable. With curly black hair cascading over her shoulders and golden-brown skin that glows no matter where she's at, Malika's presence is impossible to ignore. Her dark brown eyes often sparks with mischief, and her full two-toned lips often curves into teasing grins that hints at secrets she rarely shares. Malika excels at a lot of things but she was never the study type. She prayed the night before exams and hoped that her grades would at least give her a passing score and somehow, that always worked. Until now... Her grades are barely holding on- good enough to pass, but not good enough for a sorority like the Alpha Kappa Alpha (AKA). She wants to join. No she needs to. It's the only way she can prove to her mother that she's worth it. And she'll do whatever it takes. Even if it means casting her pride aside to get help from the boy who loathes her existence. Meanwhile... Theo Sinclair is a weapon. An academic weapon that nobody can beat. Coming from an old money family where the expectations and bars are set high, Theo surpasses them all and is often pushed towards greatness by his family. Yet he has a big flaw: boredom. Because of his uncaring attitude towards everything and everyone around him, Theo is often alone. Deliberately avoiding attention and validation from peers; he thrives in the silence and rhythm of his own scheduled routines. He has only one rule; 'Never let myself feel things I can't control.' To him, parties are ratchet and vile. An enigma vastly contrasting his reverence for solitude, silence, and carefully ordered thoughts. So when he's pushed into an unwanted arrangement, he resents the intrusion because slowly, his rule...

The Alpha Primum. I had seen him in pictures before, but even on this call he looked more dangerously beautiful then anyone I had ever seen in my life. I stared into his sharp blue-green eyes and felt a sense of longing and attraction, more then anything I had ever felt before. And then I realize it. "Mate." ........................................... The wolves have taken over. The land that was once America has been unified into the Lupos Unum pack, with their leader, the Alpha Primum Olivia Bridges was born a human, in a society, that oppresses humans. The rebellion she is a part of works to become a thorn in the side of the Lupos Unum pack and give rights to the humans who don't. Her plans are to do whatever she can to accomplish that. However, her plans might be interfered with when she locks eyes with the Alpha Primum.

Darcy Moreau, a down on her luck human living in a world ruled by werewolves, has her life upended when she collides with a werewolf who claims to be her mate.

Falling head over heels, in an alien jungle... like literally falling. When your knee deep in danger, it's good to find a group of guys with a lot of legs. They're half man, half spider. Can Brooklyn turn a phobia into a fetish? She's got to survive first to find out. A funny, smutty, thrilling adventure.

They said he was quiet. Cold. Unreachable. But I saw what they didn't - the obsession behind his stare. We weren't supposed to meet. We weren't supposed to touch. Now I can't breathe when he's near... and I suffocate when he's gone. Something about him feels ancient. Familiar in a way that makes my bones ache. I think I've known him before. And I think the last time, I didn't survive.

After being trapped in a small cell for sixty-two days, Naia wishes for nothing else but to be free. Her luck finally changes when a handsome stranger grants her this one wish. However, instead of going back to her ordinary human life she is pulled into an entirely different world. A world she had no previous knowledge off. The stranger who freed her, turns out to be a mystical creature that wasn't supposed to exist. A werewolf. And Naia just happens to be his mate. While learning about werewolves and their world, she will discover just how close to the edge of the supernatural world she'd been living her entire life. Featured by @Werewolf and by @Romance Original photo for cover by Tuấn Kiệt Jr. from Pexels

☣ YANDERE INFECTION: ☣ Various Male Yandere x Female!Reader No one remembers how it began, but generations ago, a virus changed humanity forever. What was once a disease is sold today as a glorious genetic advancement. It leaves the infected intoxicated by love, obsessed with the Love of a person for whom they are willing to destroy everything. In the heart of this city full of "Yanderes," Y/N, one of the few immune, struggles to preserve her freedom. But while working at a her job, she has long since attracted the attention of exactly those she tried so hard to avoid. Five men have chosen her as the center of their universe and they have no intention of letting her go. Warning: This story contains dark themes and toxic relationships. Please see the first chapter for a full list of Trigger Warnings. Ranking #1 in Obsessive (28.06.2026) #1 in YandereXReader (30.06.2026) #1 in Reverseharem (1.07.2026) #1 in MaleYandere (1.07.2026) #1 in Yandere (2.07.2026) #1 in Dystopian (30.07.2026) #1 in Protective (26.07.2026) #1 in Virus (7.08.2026)

You can lock up a monster, but you can't kill his obsession. Six years in a psych ward didn't fix Silas Kane. It only sharpened his hunger. Ivy Monroe was the only thing that soothed the void inside him the quiet girl next door, the one he watched, craved, and would kill for. Now he's free. The world thinks he's hunting revenge. But monsters don't care about justice. They care about possession. He's not coming to save her. He's not coming to love her. He's coming to own her. This isn't a love story. This is a warning. He's not a hero. He's not even human. And once you let the monster in he never leaves. Read if you dare. SOOTHE THE MONSTER 18+ | Psychopath MMC | Stalker | Obsession | Graphic Violence | No Redemption