When I found out who he really was, I tried to escape. I begged, cried, and fought. But he just smiled, like he had been waiting for this. Then, with a cruel move, he hit my head with a hammer " YOU BELONG TO ME " he whispered, just before everything went black . If you're interested in this storyline ..... Just give it a try !!! I'm crossing my fingers that you guys won't disappoint after reading it . 🎀 Cover is done by me 🦫 ⚠️ Contents violence , murder , torture , smut , angst abuse , rape ,& dark romance. ⚠️ Content 🔞 scenes 📌 This story is completely based on my imagination , it has nothing to do with the characters name in real life I'm using here ➡️ If you you have weak heart don't read it . 📌 No one is allowed to translate this story 🎀 I'm not fluent in English . So please pardon my grammatical mistakes T^T Highest Tag : ★ Chinese - 1 ★ Truma - 2 ★ Psycho - 13 ★ heavy angst - 20 ★ horror fiction - 18 ★ horror thriller - 10

One wanted love. The other wanted revenge. Between them stood a single lie - a lie strong enough to destroy hearts and twist fate. Pete is just a flower boy, innocent and soft-hearted, dreaming of love even in a cruel world. Vegas is the most feared man in Thailand, a mafia born in blood and darkness. Their worlds should never have crossed. But a little flower bouquet changed everything. Pete's innocence became his punishment. Vegas's anger became his curse.

"Why?" Kyzzu's voice trembled as he spoke In His language, both from anger and the tears that still streamed down his face. "Why did you do this to me?!" Winston easily sidestepped Kyzzu's attack, his expression shifting into something cold and distant. Kyzzu's strength failed him, and he nearly collapsed, his body giving way to the weight of his emotions. He was such a fool, a stupid, mindless animal that only cared for himself and some foreigner. Renzi was right the whole time. A cruel smile twisted Winston's lips as he looked down at Kyzzu. "You really took our fling too hard." he said, his tone filled with mockery. "Get this straight, little boy, You were nothing more a means of information and a way to get laid in this jungle, Kyzzu. And besides, you were the one moaning and crying under me to release inside you, is this how you usually do for the men of this village?" Kyzzu's world crumbled as Winston's words hit him like a physical blow. He had been deceived, used, and discarded, and the realization of it tore at his heart. "I trusted you!" Kyzzu cried, his voice breaking. "You made me believe-" "Believe what?" Winston cut him off, his voice icy. "That you were special? That I actually cared about you? How naive. You were just something different, something exotic to keep me entertained. And for that you were at least worth something." Kyzzu dropped to his knees, the knife slipping from his hand as he wept. The betrayal was too much to bear. The man who had once made him feel valued, who had filled him with hope and longing, was now tearing him apart with every cruel word. Winston's laughter echoed in the stillness of the night, the sound devoid of warmth. "Pathetic," he sneered. "You're just like the rest of them-weak, Naïve and foolish." *** Enticing... have a read (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧

(This is targeted for people 16+) "Same with hurting you. Or marking you.." He slid his arm gently down to his back, closing his hand around a bruise that lay on the hero's waist. The hero flinched at the action, still keeping his lips sealed. "I can be the only one capable of doing it.." "Your fucking crazy..." The hero sighed with a bit of fear hidden in his tone. The man smiled with the description, turning his head in the direction of Oxzy's ear, he spoke with a sweet voice. "I can make you go even crazier than me Ox..." ------- A hero and a villain in the same low-profile town, they battle. One protecting, one destroying. The town tries to break them apart, but instead... They grow closer. The hateful and spiteful relationship can only last for so long. So long until it becomes something that can be remotely called anything like love. Love that ends up revolving around trauma and the hindering of emotions. The hero will run, and the villain will follow. ------- WARNING: - Mature & sexual content on certain chapters, - A r*pe scene;(DO NOT ROMANTICIZE) - Sexual assault, - A toxic relationship & characters, - Real like trauma scenarios, - Death, - Gore, (excessive blood description 😅)

I let out a soft pant, falling back looking up at the male letting out a growl to me seeming tough, but it seemed more like a puppy trying to play to the alpha above me and I can tell by the soft chuckle he let out as an amused smirk overtakes his face. I glare, crawling into a corner squeaking before letting out a low whine as I'm lifted up as if I'm a feather, which I am not, I am a wolf, I am no feather, "Look at me puppy." I hear the low voice in my ear forcing me to shudder.

"Let me go!!! I don't sleep with anyone except my future alpha! " yelled the omega fiercely staring into the eyes of the alpha. . . . . "Do you Rain Nutturat Tangwai take Phayu sermsongwittaya to be your lawfully wedded husband? " " I Do" I can't believe I am married to this alpha, just because i rejected sleeping with him. Why is my life always like this? Getting no love from anyone... not from parents, sibling, friends and now....... My evil alpha husband. Am I not worthy to be loved???? -------------------- Caution: This story is mostly angst. Please do make sure to read the warning before the chapter. ***************** This is a fan fiction about phayurain. These characters are not related to the original LITA story. It is fiction. It's my first time,so please be generous and I am open for any suggestions and changes.... hope you like this😊

With my heart pounding against my chest I try and run faster knowing he's right behind me, my blood going cold as I hear the screams of my friends. I start to see the clearing when im grabbed from behind and forced to look straight into his bright yellow eyes that held nothing but pure anger, soon my eyelids got heavy and I no longer could stand, he's gonna kill me ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Title: THE ENIGMA'S DEBT Blurb: He paid the Devil for a night of pleasure. Now the Devil has come to collect. Julian Romanov is the "Ice Prince" of Russia. Arrogant. Untouchable. And secretly dying. To the world, he is a ruthless Alpha heir. In reality, he is an abused Omega hiding his nature with illegal suppressants that are slowly poisoning his blood. One night of freedom in Italy led to the biggest mistake of his life. He slept with a stranger, left a stack of cash on the nightstand to insult him, and ran away before dawn. He thought he would never see the man again. He was wrong. The stranger was Luciano Rossi-the most feared Enigma in Europe. A man who doesn't forgive insults. And he has just arrived in Moscow to sign a deal with Julian's family. Luciano doesn't want ports. He doesn't want weapons. He pulls a crumpled, blood-stained bill out of his pocket and smiles. "You treated me like a whore, Julian. You thought you could pay for my time?" Luciano leans in, his Enigma scentm suffocating the room. "Keep your money. I'm going to take something else. I'm going to own you until you beg me to stop."

He stops, breath hitching in his throat at the sight of a gun beside the money. "Welcome home, honey," the man taunts, brow quirked. He gulps and suddenly feels nauseous. "Please don't kill me," he begs, voice breaking.