Eliana Strauss is a shell of the girl she once was, broken beyond repair because of a dark secret, a secret closely entwined with that of her step brother's own dark intentions, a secret with the power to destroy her entire world. She used to have the perfect, loving relationship with her step brother, Nikolai. But now their relationship is anything but normal and perfect. When Eliana has to stay with him for an entire year, things start to change, once again. All her handsome step brother has ever wanted was to love her and care for her, but in anything but a brotherly manner. ************ This is a darker story with more adult themes, so read with caution. There will be some sexual content. Rated PG-13, but may later be changed to R. This is the new version of the story.

I stand there with my back away from him. I couldn't look at him not after he hurt me. How was I supposed to believe anything that came out of his mouth? "Helena. I'- I'm sorry. I didn't mean to." taking a step closer. The heat of his muscular body penetrated my cold skin. "Leave, just - leave me alone. I can't take it anymore. You broke me. Don't you get that?" whispering the last part. "I did. Please..." "Don't, your words don't mean anything. You don't mean anything." I wanted him to hurt as badly as he hurt me. "That's not true. I know you don't mean that. You want me as much as I want you." his breath lingering in my ear. "Don't flatter yourself. I hate you. I.Don't.Want.You." hissing as I turned around to face him. He pursed his lips and I knew my words cut deep. I wasn't going to be nice anymore. Kane made sure that part of me was gone. Silence filled the room. It was suffocating me just like he was and right when I was going to turn around he grabbed me slamming me to his hard chest. "Too bad, cause I want you." smashing his lips on mine he kissed me hungrily as if his life depended on it. I tried pushing him away but I couldn't or simply I just didn't want to. Did I want him after what he's done? Lifting me up he walked us to the bed laying me down slowly. Pulling away he took his shirt off then kissed me again. "I want you. There's no one else I want more than you. Let me be your first and last." I didn't know what I was thinking or if I was at that moment, but I wanted him. I couldn't deny it. "Take me. I want you to make love to me." letting the words come out making him smile. Without another word he kissed me softly. "I've been waiting for you to say that to me for a while. I will make love to you until the sun comes up baby." then took my shirt off with everything else. His body pressed against mine. "I love you Helena and I always will." as he entered me taking my virginity just like he always planned to. #47- 11/23/16 #65- 11/24

I stand there wide eyed and frozen where I am being held in place. The sounds of fists connecting on skin, cracking under his bloody fists. How can he be so cruel and heartless? Why doesn't he just leave me alone? "STOP PLEASE JUST STOP!" I hear myself scream feeling warm tears fall down my cheek. I couldn't bear it anymore. At the sound of my scream, he stops midair snapping his head towards my frightened one with a sadistic smirk. He does that every time someone begs. "Sorry Princess, I don't think I heard you?" He heard me, that's how he plays with people's emotions. "Stop just let him go he didn't do anything wrong." He stares at me blankly. His eyes show anger. "HE DID DO SOMETHING WRONG! HE TOUCHED YOU! NO ONE TOUCHES WHAT'S MINE!" I flinch from his screams, something I always do when he yells. "I'm... we aren't." I shake my head. "Say it. I WANT.TO.HEAR.YOU.SAY.IT!" I know what he wants me to say, I just couldn't. He notices that I am not going to say the three words he wants to hear. Turning to face his punching bag, he lifts his arm again, hatred in his eyes. "STOP! I -- I'll say it, just please stop. He's had enough." I say defeated. Dropping his arm, he drops him on the ground like a sack of dirt and stalks towards me as the arms that restrain me let go. "Tell me Princess. Tell me what I want to hear." he cups my face with his bloody hands. Staring into his cold-hearted eyes I let out a shaky breath "I -- I'm...only...yours." His lips curl up into a smile pulling me into his lips. Kissing me possessively, I shut my eyes tightly. Pulling away he goes back to a serious face. "You.Are.OnlyMine! Remember that. You belong to me. You know I will kill any guy that even thinks to look, speak or touch you. Do you understand me? I nod my head yes glancing over at the limp body on the ground then back at him. Stepping back, he turns and kicks him on his side making him spit blood out. "Next time you're dead!" ... I'm only his...

New version of my own story of possessive. Harry a gang member who doesn't know when to say no. He should've said no to Payton, instead his intending on ruining her.

"Who are you ?" His voice demanded his tiny fists clenched slightly. Stunned I began to stutter "I-I'm Payne t-he new g-girl" Scared of the boy in front of my I closed my eyes. Dread started to fill my body. Is he a bully ? My body began to shake in fear as thoughts of me being bullied filled A small hand touched my shoulder immediately sparks erupted throughout my body. A small squeak left my mouth as I quickly moved my shoulder away from the source that caused the sparks. Slowly looking up I saw that the boy was looking at me in awe ? He gently held my shaking hands into his and smiled at me. "I'm Leo do you want to be friends ?" A smile slowly took over my face. "Yes" ---- This book will have a lot of swearing and some adult themes. Everything in this book is not really or based on anything in reality life, I just dreamt about it one day 🤷🏽‍♀️

He thinks too much. She's thought about too much. A story about a girl trying to find her way out of manipulative man's life. All rights reserved ©

A girl Mercedes married to a guy... Harry. High school love last forever right? Or at least that's what she thought. She thought he was the one but not anymore he thinks she is the one and that one day they'll have their own family. But Mercedes has had enough. And what she doesn't know is Harry isn't ready to let her go. EXCERPT "Harry you need to stop this ok. Just give me back my bag" I smile at him but he just shakes his head and his hand visibly tightens on it "Your not leaving me" he speaks. "Not today, not tomorrow, not ever" Cover made by:Malignant

Lydia Sanchez is a shy 15 year old girl. She has been homeschooled for all her life. Except when her 16th birthday comes and her life changes, she is getting what she wants, her junior year is being spent in a real school. Lydia rarely left the house her parents were overprotective especially since the raiding started, Lydia though has no idea about any of this that's how closed off she was. Vampires came and wanted to be equal with the humans. So the government had made up a law where humans and vampires can live together. Soon they later regretted it as the vampires used them tricking them and now their being controlled. On Lydia's birthday night she meets one of them. He is very mysterious, dark and he protrudes to tell her that they are meant to be and that he is her protector. So she does what every homeschooled, innocent 16 yr old would do. She believed him. Cover by:Lushbabygirl Title by: Mariana_castillo7 ******************** CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT!

How will Melanie live with a boy whose guts she hates? How will she live with someone who whenever she looks at she feels nothing but deep hatred towards? Follow Melanie as she tells her story about being kidnapped, abused and who is currently living with Harry Styles..or as she prefers, The Devil.

He was the best boyfriend anyone could ever have...sweet, loving, and kind. Until, he turned all controlling, possessive, abusive...and demented. He held onto me like iron. Disclaimer: This book contains mature, dark, and violent themes that may be triggering to some readers. You've been advised. All rights reserved in 2016. © The copyright holder retains all the rights provided by copyright law, such as distribution, performance, and creation of their work.