Akira is forced into marriage with Sergei Volkov, a brutal Russian mafia boss, because of her father's dealings. She endures constant abuse, insolation, and humiliation. Pregnant, she clings to the unborn child as her only hope, her one reason to survive. One night, Sergei-drunk and paranoid-beats her mercilessly, leading to a miscarriage. After the miscarriage, Akira's world collapses. Her grief curdles into obsession Sergei himself. With spending three years in mental asylum and the all torture after being released from hospital, will Akira find a way to survive? Or is she live in the hell forever and dying miserably? .𖥔 ݁ ˖𓂃.☘︎ ݁˖ .𖥔 ݁ ˖𓂃.☘︎ ݁˖ .𖥔 ݁ ˖𓂃.☘︎ ݁˖ .𖥔 ݁ ˖𓂃.☘︎ ݁˖ .𖥔 ݁ ˖𓂃.☘︎ ݁˖ .𖥔 ݁ 1 in mentallyunstable 16/10/2025 1 in mental breakdown 15/11/2025 1 in gore 26/11/2025 1 in miscarriage 15/11/2025 1 in sadending 15/11/2025 1 in sadness 16/11/2025 1 in lovesick 20/11/2025 1 in sicklove 20/12/2025 1 in torment 3/1/2026 1 in drunk 6/1/2026 1 in traumatized 16/11/2025 1 in twisted 17/1/2026 1 in dark romance 16/10/2025 2 in drugs 6/1/2025 19 in mafia 22/12/2025 5 in monster 28/1/2026 8 in sick 28/1/2026 22 in obsession 20/12/2025 15 in betrayal 18/1/2026 810 in arranged marriage 17/1/2025 13 in abuse 14/1/2026 9 in trauma 21/11/2025 2 in possession 1/12/2025 14 in psychological 15/11/2025

Alessandra has never believed in safety. Life never gave her a reason to. Pain carved her childhood, silence became her armor, and trust? That was a luxury she could never afford. So when she runs -- bloody, broken, and barely breathing, she doesn't expect saving. She certainly doesn't expect to be taken in by a family dripping in wealth and power and. . . warmth? A mother who refuses to give up on her. A father who watches like he's waiting for her to let him in. And six brothers. Rough. Protective. Complicated. Brothers, who don't know what to do with a sister who won't speak. She doesn't know how to trust. How to believe that maybe not everyone wants to hurt her. Every instinct tells her to run. To shut down. But they don't let her go. Not when she flinches. Not when she hides. Not even when she breaks. Happiness is for other people, or that's what she believes. But when love comes wrapped in gentle patience and fierce protection, when hands reach for her without demand, when hearts break themselves wide open just to hold her... she starts to wonder. Can a girl stitched together with silence and fear ever belong in a family built on love? Can she stand tall when the ghosts of her past refuse to let go? And when danger claws its way back into her life, threatening everything she's come to know... will she find her voice, or will she shatter all over again? Trigger Warnings: Child abuse. Violence. Addiction. Panic attacks. Self-harm. Death, and more.

That tune. Soft. Familiar. Haunting. She turned slowly... her breath caught in her throat. There he was. Standing in the shadows, just beyond the emergency exit. "I'll follow you wherever you go" "No," she whispered. "No, no, no, shhh, Meera, calm down. It's just a hallucination. Just a hallucination. Just-" She broke into a run, blind and desperate, nearly tripping over her own feet. And crashed straight into something - or rather someone. IZRAEL'S FIAMA #Upcoming Sept 2025

Fifteen-year-old Isabella Marino disappears on the walk home from school. It's the same route she's taken every day of her life. She even texts one of her brothers to say she's on her way. She never makes it home. Her father and brothers search relentlessly, tearing through enemies, allies, and shadows for answers-but years pass with no trace of Isabella. Then her father dies, taking what little hope they had left with him. Six years later, Isabella is found. Alive. Broken. And held just miles from the home she was stolen from. Now twenty-one, Isabella is returned to the brothers who never stopped looking for her-but coming home doesn't mean the darkness lets go. The girl they lost is not the woman who came back, and the past refuses to stay buried. As old enemies close in and secrets surface, the Marino brothers will do whatever it takes to protect what's theirs. Because Isabella was taken once. And this time, they won't lose her again.

"⚠️ This story contains themes of abuse, manipulation, and violence. It is purely fictional and not intended to romanticize harmful behavior." Alex grabbed her by the chin, forcing her to look at him, his voice low, dangerous-a venom-laced promise. "You're mine now," he growled. "My wife. My hidden bride. My possession. I'll Fuck you when I want, how I want, where I want. And if you even flinch, I'll make sure you never walk again." He stepped closer, his eyes blazing with rage and obsession. "Take off your clothes, Lara. Now." She trembled, frozen, tears running down her cheeks. -and he shoved her against the wall. "You thought marriage to me would be a cage?" he sneered. "No, Lara. This is hell. And I'm the devil who'll fuck you as I see fit. Whenever. Wherever. However. Because you belong to me now." "I said take them off," he hissed in her ear. "Before I rip them off myself." Lara's breath hitched as she slowly raised trembling fingers to her blouse. Every movement was filled with dread, humiliation, and hopelessness. He grabbed her roughly, threw her on the bed, climbing on top of her like a predator claiming its prey. His lips crashed against hers-not with love, but punishment. His kiss bruised. His hands unforgiving. "Spread your legs like a good little wife," he hissed, "or I'll force them open."

" I will fuck you whenever and however I want to, and you will take it like a good wife you are." Trigger Warning- Abuse, Violence, Blood, Gore, Rape, Substance Abuse, Miscarriage. Proceed with caution or don't.

Many years ago, a boy's family was massacred by humans as they suspected his family practiced witchcraft which was not accepted among the people. He was traumatized and lived in fear after all the people he loved died. He feared love. Afraid that if he ends up loving anyone again, they will be taken away from him. So he became rogue, merciless, unable to control and his hate for humans grew day by day. His power made him a King whom no one dared to disobey. He had both power and looks and his looks made him a walking "temptation". He was stoic and had turned off his feelings of love and mercy. Mirabelle, a young madien who was placed on a curse at a young age. The curse was placed on her to pay for her father's sins and she was only meant to be free from the curse after a man falls in love with her. But who can fall in love with a blind girl?

" I'm sor-" "DON'T, JUST DON'T SAY IT. YOU DO NOT EVEN DESERVE TO SAY IT AFTER WHAT YOU HAVE DONE TO ME! I BEGGED YOU, SCREAMED AND PLEAD, BUT YOU DIDN'T HEED MY WORDS. THEN WHY SHOULD I!" I yelled with tears streaming down my face when witnessing my tormentor infront of me. I know I should have sent him to jail when I had the chance but I didn't want to do anything with him. And that is why I escaped. ---‐-------‐------------------------------------------------------------- I hated her, despised her and wanted her to suffer, but she wasn't the one I was looking for. Now I can't let her go. She's captured my heart and soul, and my demon is at peace when I'm with her. But will she want to stay with me after all I've done? She must. I always get what I want, and this time I want my toy. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Amaira Pulkit is a 24 year-old woman who is a data analyst in one of the top tech firms in Singapore. She was living with her aunt and uncle who treated her like hell, so she escaped from there to live in Singapore in a small 2BHK flat. Suhail Mehra, 27 , is one of the notorious underworld don who shows no mercy to anyone. And by anyone means anyone, either be it old, weak, or girls he doesn't spare anyone. He is a real definition of psycho, sadist or mad. But now he is hell-bent on wanting to hurt the one who hurt him and his sister 10 years ago. And he won't stop till he gets satisfied. But what if for the first time he feels guilt, sad, and angry at himself for hurting an innocent one? And what if he does not want to ever let her go There will be miscommunications, mishandling, abuses and hatred. But will there be romance? Will there be care? Will there be trust? Content Warning: This content contains cursing, violence, and abuse. It is not suitable for young audiences. If you ever feel uncomfortable at any point, please leave.

Seven years after a sudden disappearance from the man who she once would call her forever, battlefield trauma surgeon Aida Yen is deployed to a remote Russian outpost on the brink of collapse. Haunted by war and disillusioned by love, she never expects to be saved-literally-by a masked soldier who feels all too familiar. What she doesn't know is that the man behind the mask is Eugene Dubrovsky, a ghost operator with the codename Havoc that has blood on his hands and a past that was buried deep, including her. As they circle each other in a brutal war zone, both guarded and changed by time, Aida and Eugene are drawn into a dangerous game of identity, memory, and desire. But when old wounds are ripped open and new secrets surface, one question lingers: Can you love someone you no longer recognize and would you still love them if you knew the truth?

"Please... leave me" she whispered while trembling, tears spilling from her eyes as he stood so close, trapping her against the wall. "Why, love? Did I hurt you?" he asked gently. She nodded no. "Did I shout at you?" he continued tucking a tendril of her hair behind her ear.Again she nodded no. "Then why, love? Why do you want to leave?" he said, resting his forehead against hers.His breath was hot on her skin, and her body seemed to respond, craving more. "Just see how your body wants me..." he whispered, sealing his lips over hers in a deep, possessive kiss. 𝐏𝐑𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇 𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐄 A 27-year-old enigmatic mogul, commands a vast business empire that spans industries and continents.His name is synonymous with power and wealth, yet he remains an elusive figure, shrouded in mystery. No photographs of him exist, and he never appears in public, cultivating an aura of intrigue and fear.Whispers of his dark methods and ruthless tactics circulate in hushed tones, painting a picture of a man who thrives in the shadows, commanding his empire with an iron fist. 𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐀 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐀 A 24 - years-old, is an acid attack survivor whose face tells a story of immense adversity, with one half bearing the scars of the attack and the other half remaining unscathed.Despite her remarkable academic achievements and stellar qualifications, she faces a relentless struggle to find a job.Potential employers see only her scars, disregarding her talents and capabilities, making her feel invisible in a world that judges by appearances.Her story is one of resilience and brilliance overshadowed by superficial judgments. What will happen when his eyes fall upon this little bird? Peep to know more. 18+ #2 Virgin Male ( 04/05/2025) This story contains mature themes and Torture and Murder Scenes. This story is written by following all types of wattpad guidelines. Don't try to report the story because it's alre