With her work in the Major Investigations Team, Erin Hyde has spent her career studying monsters. She never expected to belong to one. Taken by the very murderer she's been hunting, Erin knows exactly how this ends. She's seen the pattern. After two weeks, he kills his victims. No exceptions. But from the moment he chooses her, something is different. He doesn't treat her like the others. He is her captor. The man who will end her life. So why does part of her want to understand him before he destroys her? And what if the only way to live is to let him in?

Psychological Horror and Slow-burn Dark Romance. 18+ --------------------------- It's been five years since that fateful Friday night. I remember it like it was yesterday. The night I was kidnapped. I was held against my will. Tortured. Starved. Broken apart, piece by piece. All in the name of "curing" me. He didn't just steal my freedom. He rewrote the rules of pain, of fear - and then, somehow, of love. If you'd told me I'd fall for the man who ruined my life, I would've laughed in your face. But reality doesn't always follow logic. He's given me this journal and I'm going to write my story. This is my truth. My confession. My war cry. Because what he did to me deserves to be known. --------------------------- THIS BOOK CONTAINS TRAUMATIC CONTENT! TRIGGER WARNINGS: Kidnapping, assault, systemic abuse, mentions of Domestic Violence and childhood trauma, phobias, blood and gore, body horror, and mental illnesses including severe psychosis. READER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED! --------------------------- Original: 2023-2024 Rewrite: Feb 2025 to Jan 2026 Vaguely inspired by: Fear by Lovelyseok.

***Disgraced CEO blackmails/seeks revenge against the prosecutor who got him sent to prison*** As a criminal prosecutor, Lauren Avery built her career destroying dangerous men in court. Years ago, she sent a wealthy and respected man, Michael Bennett, to prison. But now he's out. Her father owes a frightening amount of money to the wrong people and Michael arrives with an offer that feels less like a deal and more like a prison sentence: Live under his roof until the debt is repaid. Michael is looking for revenge in the form of humiliation and control. Poetic justice for the years he lost because of her. For her to be trapped like he was. What was supposed to be revenge, becomes something neither of them saw coming.

A witch with dormant powers. A vampyr imprisoned for centuries. A destiny that could save or doom them both. Viola never meant to awaken him. One accidental spell, and she unleashes Matic-an exiled half-demon vampyr with eyes like winter's edge and a voice that drips temptation and damnation. He's not just a creature of the night-he's centuries of rage wrapped in lust, betrayal, and something far more dangerous: purpose. Now marked by fate and hunted by those who fear Matic's return, Viola finds herself tethered to the one being whose very presence makes her skin burn with warning-and want. Because Matic doesn't just promise protection. He offers oblivion. As Samhain nears and the veil between realms thins, ancient blood rites begin to stir. Devoted worshippers rise to complete broken rituals, shadows hunger for their master's return-and Viola begins to unravel, drawn deeper into the magnetic pull of a monster who doesn't just haunt her... he claims her. And when truths buried in ash rise from the grave, Viola must face the one question that could shatter her: Is the real danger the demon beside her... or the darkness awakening within her? Tropes: Enemies to Lovers, Forced Proximity, Reincarnation, Villainous Crush, Magical Dependency

Sequel to Dark Sand FAYE Dominic opened the lid of the glass coffin and leant over me. I pulled back, worried he might kiss me but he grabbed the corner of the duct tape on my mouth and pulled it off without mercy. "Hmmgh," I groaned in pain, then snarled at him. "You're still a fucking psycho, I see." "And you're still a foul-mouthed brat." He reached in and grabbed me by the collar, lifting me to my feet so I was eye level with him. "Good, or this wouldn't be any fun." DOMINIC I covered her with a duvet and got into bed. I took my clothes off first, allowing myself that at least, being able to press my body up against hers as I cradled her head in the crook of my arm. I listened to her breathing, felt her pulse beneath my lips as I kissed her neck goodnight. She used to snore lightly whenever I'd been particularly energetic and whimper if I left her side in the night. "No losing you this time, little pixie," I whispered to her as I held her closer. "I'll clip your wings if I have to, but you won't be leaving me again. Not this time." ---------------------- Five years after Faye Fairfaw tactically took everything from Dominic Sand - and more than he thought it was possible to lose - Dominic finds that his need for her is more complex than he thought. And burying himself in the world of kink-and-famous with a new business partner hasn't been the distraction it promised. So, when his new "hobby" isn't as in control as he had hoped, the only thing left for him to do is to ask for help from the only other thing in his life he had lost his control over... her. Never a man to sacrifice efficiency in his work, it also presents the perfect opportunity to have his long planned revenge on Faye and punish the little brat for defying him. Sand can indulge himself and his fantasies while they investigate what is really going on at the fetish retreat for the wealthy and only then can he consider what form his need for his little pixie may take.

COMPLETED ON PATREON Loralei has nothing to her name except a potty mouth, excellent aim, and a great understanding of how best to earn coin. Juggling three jobs, she works tirelessly to support her family of various orphans and aged adoptive parents. Things start happening in her town after the arrival of a mysterious shifter. Bodies without spines and melted buildings become bad for business. To make matters worse, a disease that has plagued her father has now resurfaced and two more are afflicted. One treatment would take years of savings, but three is impossible. Lora takes a work contract with few details and pays more than all three combined. +++++ Orenoir loves killing and money. The two go hand in hand with a job as a bounty hunter. Humans are as disposable as they are weak, too easy to accidentally unalive, so he is not just shocked to find his mate among them, he is horrified. Torn between his desire and brutality, Oren cannot decide what to do with her especially when she tests him constantly. Fighting the urge to destroy everything and carry her off, he posts a job that she cannot refuse.

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FULL STORY ON PATREON- COMPLETED ******** A race of all-male warriors has descended upon Earth. The competition is fierce and claims upon women are permanent...unless you have a right. Ellie will fight tooth and nail to refuse the Varkari from what they deem theirs, but some are cut from a different cloth and know just how to get what they want. At what point is nature stronger than the force of will? ******** I met his eyes again, a fatal mistake, and drowned in the depths of blackness, electricity shooting down my bones, my knees bending slightly. I stared into the predator's pupils as he looked straight through every barrier I tried to put up and analyzed every response of my body. He took one heavy inhale, muscles rippling and expanding over his massive torso, and knew. He fucking knew everything. "By right of First Token, I claim this female as mine." ******** The full story is posted on Patreon with ongoing new chapters, POVs, and a sequel. Updates on Wattpad will be slow, if any. I don't love that Wattpad puts ads between my chapters without compensating (note: I cannot even read MY OWN stuff without having to watch them too). The sequel, Tournament is nearing completion. Does anyone know any good editors?

"I'm going to erase and replace that man-every man-from your mind," Alexander's grip on me tightens. A snarl escaping his lips to remind me exactly what he is. "By the time we're through, I'll be so deeply embedded in you, you'll ask yourself whether you truly had real pleasure before me." I can't even help my gasp, "Oh my God." "This is where Hell freezes over, Sierra." There's a light click. "There is no God here." *** Cold. That's the only way to describe the Sierra Pack. A Pack known for its ruthlessness and brutality. But when you live so high in the snowcapped mountains, only the strongest survive. The only thing icier than their glaciers is their blood lusting Alpha-Alexander. Hot. Sierra came into her powers at an older age than any other Witch or Warlock. Her ability to manipulate fire has always been seen as destructive and chaotic. But Sierra has always found the beauty in the most feared. With secrets, customs, and traditions in the Sierra, can fire and ice learn to dance with one another? Or will the mountains prove to be too cold for even the hottest of flames? *** Works as stand alone The Wolves of Imperium Book #4 (Sequel to Rebelling the Alpha King) 18+ themes of violence and sex. You'll get a warning ;) #1 in Alpha 9/13/2023