The Journey Within is a cluster of short stories filled with love, amusement, and happiness. Hot, possessive and dominating men, their love and romance to make your heart do somersaults. Enjoyyy!

I whimpered as I felt the cold metal touched my back. I know he's an ass but I never thought he would go as far as hurting me physically. I looked at him as he strayed towards me. "You're not going anywhere, babe."he said. He pulled my hair up and started licking my neck. Sucking it and biting. "P..please Tyler. S..stop this.", I said between my sobs. I can still feel the excruciating pain at my back but his kisses on my neck are somehow helping decrease the pain. I hate myself for thinking like this. "Say it.. say sorry for talking back at me.", he whispered menacingly. I looked at him ridiculously but immediately regretted it. "Ha. So you won't say sorry?" Without waiting for my response, he turned me to face the wall. He was holding my arms at my back. I winced when he tightened his grip. I yelped when he lift my skirt and slapped my back. "Fuck.", I groaned as I felt the sting on my lower back spread. A tear escaped my eyes, followed by a train of tears. "P-please.. Tyler..stop this.", I begged. "Ha? That's not what I wanted to hear." For the second time, he slapped my ass. It was so loud that it almost echoed in my empty room. I closed my eyes as I felt his hands slowly caressing my skin. I feel sore already. "Do you want to say something?" I bit my lower lip and tossed my pride out of the window. "I.. I'm sorry Tyler." I heard him snicker. "Sorry for what?" This is so frustrating. Yet I can't do anything but beg. "I.. I'm sorry for r-raising my voice and talking back at you." i said between my sobs. "What else?" I closed my eyes as I hear my heart beats faster. He yanked my hair. "What else?! "I'm sorry for.." I swallowed the big lump on my throat. "I'm sorry for.. n-not letting you touch m-me." "Good little step sis.", he patted my head. I heard him snicker before he pulled me for a hard kiss.

They said the devil doesn't walk among humans. They lied. Jeon Jungkook is not just a name... it's a warning. They call him insane, but even insanity would tremble in his shadow. He's a storm in human form, ruthless, sadistic, utterly untouchable. He doesn't play games...he writes his own rules, and the price of crossing him is more than blood...it's your soul. Alena never asked to be here. She was dragged into his world, where monsters wear human faces and loyalty is bought with blood. Her life was stolen the moment he laid eyes on her. 'Do you know what happens to those who defy me, Alena?' he whispered, his voice chillingly soft. She trembled, but didn't waver. 'They die.' His sadistic smile was a blade against her sanity. 'No, They beg to die.' Every corner of his world is drenched in blood, the deeper she goes, the more she realizes the true horror isn't just him...it's the secret he guards. Secrets that could shatter everything. He's willing to kill, destroy, and manipulate to get what he wants. This isn't a love story. It's a battle for survival. Because in his hands, even the strongest wills shatter. And in her heart, one question haunts her... Can she escape the devil, or is she destined to burn with him? Surviving in Jeon's estate isn't just about staying alive.... It's about not losing your mind. Welcome to this game of bloodbath And pray you make it out alive... JJKXALENA ✨📚Credits Storyline to dialogues, everything in this book is entirely my own creation. Please do not repost, copy or claim any part of this work as yours. 📕 Book cover: Me, Myself and I (DO NOT COPY) (Everything in this book is imaginary, only the BTS members are real and used as a muse for this book, they're the exact opposite of how they're portrayed)

•~ 18+ dark Indian romance ~• "I hate you rudra." I whisper harshly as tears brim my eyes. I look at his face, his emotionless and stone face. "I will never love you." "I don't give a fuck if you love me or hate me." He says harshly, his hold on my wrists tightening above my head. I should do something, I should kick and scream but I do nothing. "You are mine. My wife, my thing. If I see another man touching you again I'll kill him and make you watch. Understood?" His eyes cold and jaw hard as if he is holding himself back. "Fuck you." I spit in anger. He gives me his smirk, his evil smirk. "Now you are truly fucked, sunshine." ****** 21 years old Naina Khurana was thrown into a marriage with the most emotionless and cold hearted man, Rudra Oberoi. She found herself marrying her sister's fiance when her sister ran off on the day of her wedding. Rudra oberoi is seven years older than her, he is as cold as ice, everything he does is calculated and he gets what he wants no matter who gets hurt. He is one of the most notorious businessmen of the country, he has many underground businesses which goes against every single one of naina's moral. How will they survive this marriage ? The real question is will they survive this marriage? Read to know more. Some warnings ⚠️ - detailed 18+ content (language and scenes) - will get dark at some points - MMC is rude, mean, dominating and very controlling in the beginning. (He will have a character development) - age gap - forced marriage

Isabelle Grace, a beautiful and innocent girl stepped into one of the top university with dreams of living a better future. Alexander Luca Romano, the rebellious bad boy of the university, with a dangerous aura and charming looks, a playboy who loves to toy with girl's and then throw them away. what will happen When Alexander's dark gaze locks onto Isabelle's innocence, a dangerous desire stirs within him. He becomes consumed by the need to possess her, cage her and claim her as his own. Will Isabelle break free from the cage of Alexander's obsession and find true love, or will she be trapped in a life of suffering? Trigger warning:- 18+ content, violence, abuse, forced relationship, smut.

𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝-𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝟏𝟖+ Aurellia never thought in a million years that a simple house party could turn into total madness. Drunkenness blacked out her mind completely. When she wakes up, she's sitting in the back seat of a car with an unknown guy staring at her in the rearview mirror, and the door is locked. It turned out to be the brother of her best friend. A total psychopath who lurks in the shadows with every step and every breath that she takes after he has seen her at the party. Now, he won't leave her be, even if she begs him on her knees. ALL RIGHTS ARE MINE. IF YOU TRY TO COPY, I'LL TAKE LEGAL ACTION. Rankings: #1 in Crazy (sep 2025) #1 in Psychopath (sep 2025) #1 in Bestfriendsbrother (sep 2025) #1 in Morallygray (sep 2025) #1 in Smutish (oct 2025)

"Strip!" His voice growled as his eyes bored into her soul earning no gestures. "I-I" Her heart raced with fear as tears made thier way to her cheeks running down. She doesn't expect him to do this, to say this. His patience was going to its peak as he was burning from inside. "I-i , m-me p-please" she hiccuped loudly as words were stucked in her throat. He took a step ahead as she cowered and stood. Her legs were shaky but tried to get away from him. "Stay there" he warned. It all started from that event when he become obsessed with the kind soul. ____________ "Move away mister" she spoke with an hurriedly expression as she was looking again and again for her parents at the giant haul. "What did you say?" he spoke surprisingly as a muscle ticked his jaw. "I said move away" she said with a hardness in her voice as his veins popped. "Do you even know who I am?" he spoke in his dangerous voice. "Yes I know you are a human" she said and was about to go away but he yanked her arm and pinned her on the nearby wall catching her offguard. "You are gonna regret this little miss" he said while tugging a strand of hair behind her hair. "huh?" she said and he went away as she looked at him dumbfounded but shrugged her shoulders casually thinking of him as a drunkard. Nineteen-year-old a beautiful girl who lived with her parents happily her little family while studying second year of college to fulfill her dreams but the life has another plans for her. Her life take a 360 degree turn when she mistakenly caught attention of a man whom everyone is feared off. He saw her, he liked her, he wanted her and he will get her. It clearly tells that he is OBSESSED with her. What is going to happen in this situation?

BOOK 1 OF THE OBESSESION SERIES: An 18+ Dark romance book . Isabella Robinson, a princess raised in the safety and luxury of a royal life, has always been untouched by the darkness of the world. That is, until Salvatore Armani, a cold and Ruthless Mafia Don, sets his eyes on her. Salvatore wants Isabella. He sees her as something pure, something he can twist and conquer. He wants to break her. And he always gets what he wants , no matter the circumstances. A game he's determined to win at any cost. When Isabella catches his eye, her world is turned upside down. Salvatore's obsession with her quickly grows into something darker, and he will stop at nothing to make her his. He drags her into the violent, chaotic underworld he rules with an iron fist. Isabella's life is no longer her own; she is trapped in a gilded cage, torn between fear and the strange pull of the man who seeks to break her. In the world of power, manipulation, and obsession, can Isabella survive Salvatore's brutal love, or will she be shattered beyond repair? - - - I scream, "What the hell do you want?!" Salvatore looks at me, amusement flickering in his eyes. He tilts his head back, savoring the moment before repeating my question, his voice dripping with dark amusement. "What do I want..." He lets the words linger in the air, before his expression sharpens, his gaze locking onto mine with an intensity that sends a shiver down my spine. "You." - - - Please note: This book is inspired by a book named Ballerina by prettydaintypearls. so please do check her book out! its going to available on Inkitt.

Completed ✔ Highest Ranks 1st in Revenge 1st in Forced 1st in Luciana 1st in Liliana 1st in Cruel 1st in Possessive 2nd in Ryan 1st in Regret "P-please leave me. I don't even know who your brother is. " Luciana He snickered at her helpless form under him completely at his mercy. "You don't have to know him baby. I will make sure you will only remember me. Your hell like husband." Damon With his words he started his beasty acts not caring about how badly he tortured her. How badly he's damaging her soul. A pure broken doll who was already shattered inside and out. Her only hope was someone to come and save her from the nightmare in which she was living. But like people say nothing happens according to your wish. He came. Not to end her suffering but to increase it. A beast. Heartless psycho. Mafia boss. And Her worst nightmare. Will she be able to make him believe her innocence or will he end up in a pit of her love. A love. His crazy love for her which wants nothing but to make her. Damon's Possession. WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT. READ IT ON YOUR OWN RISK. THERE WILL BE ALOT OF GRAMMATICAL ERRORS SO DON'T MIND THEM. Copyright ©2020 Dark_Fics

"Please, let him go!" I begged, struggling to free myself but his tight grip around me refused to budge. A scream escaped me as he jerked me around to face him. "Why do you care about what happens to him?! Who is he to you?!" With each word, he was getting more and more enraged, his grip tightening even further. "No one! He's no one to me. I just want you to stop hurting him, please!" The painful groans and hitting noise in the background were scaring me further. I don't want this to happen to anyone, especially because of me. "Imani is mine! YOU STOLE HER!" Shut up, you idiot! Oh god, judging by the sadistic smile creeping onto Zaviyaar's face, That guy is going to die today. To stop it all, just as he looked up to order his guards, I held his face, dragged him down to face me and slammed my lips against his. Oh fuck... his lips are so soft. I wonder what moisturiser he uses. ------------------------------------------------- All rights to this story belong to me. No part should be copied or plagiarised. This is my work and any similarity to anyone's real life, real name or anything else is completely incidental.