Rewritten Version!!! Original version can be found on my profile. ******* Emily Hayden thought her first year of college would be exciting. She had no idea that she would catch the eye of Vincent Graves, an unstable man with an unstable past, who eventually becomes obsessed with her. What is it about Emily that fascinates him so? Well, Vincent is determined to find out. One way or another....even if it means taking her away from everything and everyone she's ever loved. Warning: This story will contain disturbing themes such as sexual assault and murder. Reader discretion is advised.

It had started with a game of tag. Just one game led to an obsession, a corrupted mind, stalking, murder, and soon, kidnapping. Aloof and intelligent Blake Pedersen has been stalking Sophie Clark for nine years. He admires her, he loves her, and would do anything to keep her happy. Even if it meant murdering others. So what happens when he commits a crime that lets Sophie know of him and his crimes? To keep her safe and all to himself: kidnapping. He will do anything in his power to make sure no one takes her away.

It took the Beasts mere weeks to overthrow the human government and eliminate most of the population. Those who survived were put into slavery, forced to spend their lives serving the royal families and wealthier Beasts. Adeline has been a servant for the royals for as long as she can remember. It's hard work, but she feels lucky to be born and raised in King Richard's kingdom. He's a kind ruler, and his humans are often treated well. King Heloix, on the other hand, is known for his ruthlessness. He has little tolerance for his fellow Beasts, and even less for humans. Rumors are that his servants are often killed as punishment for even the smallest mishaps, and to survive even a year while working for him is an accomplishment. When Adeline is transferred to King Heloix's castle, it takes him only seconds to recognize who she is to him. Will he accept her as his mate or reject her existence? ⚠️THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE AND TRIGGERING THEMES⚠️

WARNING __________ This story is dark. It will contain dark subjects, some of which may be triggering to certain readers. Subjects that may be featured are self-harm, violence and abuse and rape. It may also mention or reference sexual themes and isn't limited to other dark topics. THIS BOOK IS NOT SMUT! There is also swearing and bad language. I AM NOT GLORIFYING THESE TYPES OF RELATIONSHIPS!! READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED! See introduction chapter for more information. DESCRIPTION ______________ Briar's family was taken and locked away as hostages in the dungeons of the Emberson family. It was there she stayed, imprisoned, until she was forced into a marriage that she had no say in. Now Briar can only wish that she was back in her dark, lonely cell because she did not realize that things would get worse for her. So much worse.

"If you're going to kill me, just do it." He looked at me and laughed, "Kill you? Why would I do that?" He played with my hair and then planted both palms on either side of me. "Umm, let me see.. You're a serial killer..?" I rolled my eyes and was shocked at how sarcastic and casual I sounded. "I'm not going to kill you darling, I'm keeping you.." He ran his hand down to my hip. * * * * * * Regan is on a desperate search for escape from her captor Darian, but after a brief escape, she finds out her real intentions. As the story unfolds, you will discover the clues that lead you to expect that this reality is far from the truth.

[WARNING - EXPLICIT CONTENT] I pulled my elbow from his death grip. "You're ashamed of me. Admit it. You hate the idea of been seen with me." I shot venomous accusations his way. He didn't look at me. I'd rejected his kiss, pushed him away from and in return he'd turned cold and cruel, again. He'd shown nothing but hatred for me in public yet held me with aching tenderness when it was just us. I was sick of his games. He needed to decide whether he wanted me or not. "You parade new girls daily in front of my eyes," a sob escaped my throat. "And don't even deny you don't occasionally screw Charlotte behind my back." His ice blue eyes pierced my soul with his sharp gaze. He was teetering on the verge of lashing out on me. "How would you feel if I did the same to you, huh?" I pushed at his stiff chest. "Had several boyfriends, invited them to our home." His eyes cut to me, and a look darker than I've ever seen clouded his features I gestured to our grandiose home bought by his dizzying wealth. "And parade them right in front--" Before I knew it, I was face down and nearly suffocated by the soft material of our couch, I barely noticed my skirt pushed upwards and panties shoved aside. "You're my goddamn wife, Astoria. I will not tolerate your defiance." The sound of his belt loosening, zipper lowering, he entered me violently taking my breath with him. "Yet everyone thinks I'm still your charity case because you won't claim me." "You want to be claimed? Fine. But I am warning you, this lifestyle you're so accustomed to will be gone. I will be dirt poor and your family will be fired." "Then divorce and set me free. I am done being your dirty secret." Axel Trent, the spoiled prince always got whatever he wished for, and I was one of the thing he had wished to possess. Our fate were meant to collide in the cruelest way possible. It left me shattered. THIS IS A TOXIC ROMANCE BOOK. DON'T EXPECT HEART AND FLOWERS cover by IvvyKy

Here I was, 4 A.M in my shower, thinking about how good my cock would feel buried inside her pussy. How desperate I am to destroy her insides and breed her until sh- no-I couldn't handle it anymore. I imagined her legs wrapped around my waist as I fucked her senselessly. Our eyes would lock while I whispered sweet nothings. Then I'd flip her over, arching her back and digging her head into the mattress, suffocating her just a little, and then ramming into her without warning. I sound like a sadist but I can't help it. The things she makes my body do, I've never felt this with another woman. June is obsessed with Amirlya. Severely obsessed. So obsessed that he has control on her every move, eyes on her every step, and lurks in the shadows when she doesn't notice. Amirlya on the other hand just wants to be left alone. With years of tormenting, she is tired of constantly falling victim to June's strange possessiveness and frightening authority over her. However, that all changes when he strangely decides to reform himself, into a better man, for her sake. Will his attempt at improvement woo her over? Or make things worse? WILL EDIT AFTER IM DONE WITH THE BOOK Started: 10/26/2024 Finished: 12/1/2024 #69 bwwm 11/16/24 #59 bwwm 11/19/24 #39 bwwm 11/19/24 #31 bwwm 11/23/24 #23 bwwm 11/24/24 #2 aggressive 12/1/24 #21 bwwm 1/2/25 #19 bwwm 1/3/25 #16 bwwm 1/5/25

"Please dont do this, I don't want it. Please." I plead with him but it's no use. He walks over to me and slams his hand on the wall next to my head, making me jump. "Turn around." He speaks slowly in a low tone. I don't move out of fear and stare at him. "NOW!" I jump and slowly turn around. I feel him move my hair to the side and puts it on. He turns me back around, smiling. "Now, that wasn't so bad." He pauses staring at me. "Make sure you never take this off. Do you understand? Never." He says in a commanding tone, looking into my eyes. I nod silently, he stares at me and gently kisses my cheek. "I will be back for you later." He turns and leaves the room. Once I'm sure he is gone, I go to the mirror. I look at my neck and see it... A leather collar with his name inscripted on it . Damien ***** If you think this is a happy story, it's not so beware. This story includes dark love with obsession and an extreme possessive dominant male.

Liberty is your average 19 year old girl, she was sweet and innocent that was until she found Demetri, her mate. She came from the warrior pack, her father being the beta. When she finds out Demetri is her mate she feel direct hatred. . . . Demetri is a 22 year old, soon to be alpha of the blood-moon pack, the most feared pack in America. So what will he do to make Liberty his?