His voice was a low, velvety murmur, laced with a dangerous intensity as he leaned closer, his piercing gaze locking onto hers. "You don't understand, do you?" he began, his tone equal parts menace and longing. "You're not just a woman to me, Rose. You're the woman-the only one who's ever mattered. I want to own every part of you, body and soul. To love you so deeply, so fiercely, that there's no room left in this world for anyone else." He exhaled slowly, his lips curling into a dark smile. "You're my beauty, Rose. The light I'll protect with my darkness. And if it means becoming the beast to keep you, so be it. I'll claim you as mine in every way that matters, because losing you? That's not an option. Not now, not ever." Trigger Warning : Toxic , force , madness , manipulation , controlling Starting : Jan 19 , 2025 End : Mar 31 , 2025

The cool night air stung her cheeks as she stumbled through the deserted alley, her heart racing with panic. The echoes of her footsteps bounced off the walls, but no matter how fast she ran, the shadows behind her seemed to close in. "Keep running, doll" a low, sinister voice called out from the darkness, sending a shiver down her spine. "You can't escape me." She halted, her breath ragged, fear rooting her in place. Her mind screamed at her to keep going, but her legs wouldn't move. And then she saw him-emerging from the shadows, his tall frame dominating the space, his cold eyes locked onto hers. "W-Why are you doing this?" she stammered, backing away slowly, her body trembling. His lips curved into a dark, amused smile. "Because you're mine, doll" His voice was calm, terrifyingly so. "And no one takes what belongs to me." Crystal is a 20-year-old, breathtakingly beautiful college student with a bright future ahead of her. Innocent, determined, and full of life, she never expected her world to be torn apart by a man like Dimitri. Dimitri Volkov is 26, a dangerously powerful mafia boss who controls everything in his path. Cold, ruthless, and obsessed, he's used to getting what he wants-no matter the cost. And now, what he wants is Crystal. Two worlds collide in a twisted game of power, fear, and obsession. Starting: 22 Oct , 2024 End : 31 Oct , 2024

"It was you. You ruined my life," she whispered, her voice trembling with pain. "I had to," he replied coldly, a twisted smile curving his lips. "To make you mine, I had no other choice." In a world where trust is fragile and love becomes a weapon, she never imagined that the person she relied on the most would shatter her soul. His obsession destroyed everything she cherished, leaving her trapped in a nightmare she can't escape. But was it truly love-or something far darker? Betrayal. Obsession. Ruin. When the lines between love and possession blur, can she ever reclaim her life-or will she remain a pawn in his deadly game? He broke her world to build his own. But how far will he go to keep her there? Trigger warning : rape , forced love , force pregnancy author note : This story going to be extremely triggering , read on your risk .

I thrive on your hate, because it means I've left a mark you can't erase. Content Warning: This story contains smut, but it is not romantic or consensual. It involves forced encounters and dark themes. If this is something you are uncomfortable with, please do not continue reading.

Before the nightmare, before the scars... the chaos began. Chase and Petal's past wasn't a love story-it was an obsession spiraling into darkness. A world where danger whispered sweet promises, and escape was never an option. This is where it all started. The betrayals. The pain. The madness. Now, the truth unfolds, and the past refuses to stay buried. The beginning of their twisted fate. The prequel to their story. Coming soon...

He stepped inside, closing the door slowly, his gaze fixed on her as she crawled backward, her back finally hitting the wall. "P-please... let me go," she stammered, tears spilling down her cheeks. "I won't tell anyone, I promise." He chuckled quietly, adjusting his blood-streaked glasses with a calm precision. he sank to his knees beside her, his movements slow and deliberate, as though savoring every second. With his bloodied hand, he reached for her face, his fingers grazing her cheek. She flinched, feeling the warmth of the blood he smeared across her skin. "There's no need to panic, Iris," he whispered softly, his voice a chilling lull that only made her shake harder. "just relax." His fingers lingered as he wiped a tear from her cheek, leaving a smear of red. She shivered, unable to tear her eyes from his, trapped under the weight of his calm, twisted gaze. Iris, a 20-year-old art student, is known for her beauty, cheerful nature, and boundless creativity. Independent and kind-hearted, she easily makes friends and brings warmth to any room. With a knack for seeing beauty in the everyday, she's both a dreamer and an optimist. Living alone for the first time, she's embracing her new independence with resilience and a touch of naivety, eager to grow as an artist and a person. Alaric, a 25-year-old senior art student, is the quiet enigma of the college. With his striking looks-handsome yet softened by his glasses-he's the subject of countless admirers, though he keeps mostly to himself. Known for his unmatched talent in painting and drawing, Alaric's art speaks louder than he ever does, and his reserved, polite manner only adds to his charm. Beneath his calm exterior, however, lies a hidden identity and a mind as complex as his name suggests-one that no one truly understands. Triggers:Toxic , violence , murder, manipulation Author note:This story is a work of fiction and is intended for mature audiences only.

"Shh, do you want her to see us doing this" he said and pushed himself deep inside me. he pressed his hand harder on my mouth to stop me from making noise. My body shook with his sudden doing he smirked and came closer I turned my face in fear he was already whole inside me "What did he want more" I thought to myself. Guessing what I thinking he kissed my earlobe and what he said brought shivers down my spine " I want to bury my soul deep inside you" he started kissing insanely on my neck while doing exactly what he just said. Petal 20 years breathtaking innocent soul, shy but cheerful girl, could make anyone fall in love with her by doing absolutely nothing. She dreamt of nothing but to live a peaceful and meaningful life. She was her dad's angel until she became her stepdad's play-doll, but was she just a doll? Chase Griffin most wanted criminal, serial killer and sociopath living behind the identity of a rich billionaire, he has everything power, money, God-like look, until he meets his stepdaughter and gets to know he has nothing but obsession with her Triggers: violence, abuse, sexual content, rape, manipulation Note: This story is a work of fiction and is intended for mature audiences only. It contains explicit descriptions of sexual acts and themes of obsession and stalking, which may be triggering for some readers. Please read with caution.

He watched her from the shadows, his breath steady as her every move played out like a scene crafted just for him. She had no idea that every step she took, every smile, every laugh, was under his gaze. Tonight, he'd come closer-just close enough for her to feel him without knowing. Soon, she would understand the truth: she wasn't alone, she had never been. She belonged to him. And once she realized it, there would be no escape. I will hunt you down - Chris Scott Triggers:violence, rape , Force-marriage, stalking, manipulation, toxic , anger issues, age gap Author note: This story is a work of fiction and is intended for mature audiences only. It contains explicit descriptions of sexual acts and themes of obsession and stalking, which may be triggering for some readers. Please read with caution