"What are you doing?" He asked. "What does it look like?" She retorted. "It looks like your going somewhere, hopefully, on a trip or something. It better be the case." Inge gave a bitter laugh. "Are you that delusional? I'm leaving, I'm leaving this place for good." Inge realized she'd struck a nerve. He looked like a great white shark circling his prey but, she was no seal. She was not afraid of him no, she had only hate for the man who brought this storm into her life. "Think twice before leaving because, once you leave this house you can never come back. This is my promise and I always keep my promises." "Don't worry I won't set foot in here, even if you paid me. Enjoy your life. I'll definitely enjoy mine without you." Want to find out more? Then you'll just had I read the story.

Animals in the African Jungle are turning up dead day by day and not due to survival of the fittest. They have acquired a rare disease perplexing the most experienced zoologist. Jahne Roberts is tired of lives being lost due to rare diseases including the lives of animals. She decides to accept a position on a expedition as the lead zoologist to help figure out what's going on with the jungle animals in Cameroon. This isn't Jahnes first exhibition but it is far more interesting than any others thanks to one named King of the Jungle.

"Obsession. Possession. No limits. Each one-shot dives into toxic love, dark desire, and characters who don't know when to stop. New story. New chaos. Same heat."

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥, 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩, 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬-𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐬...𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋 is a haunting, slow-burning descent into obsession, hidden abuse, and one girl's fight to reclaim her power before she's swallowed whole.

"Your body knows who I am, even if you try to deny it." Maggie Philips has never considered herself beautiful, she follows the cultural values instilled in her from a young age. She has a boring life. Why is he obsessed with her then? And what happens when her worst nightmare comes to life? Warning ⚠ This story contains sex, cursing and the works it's meant for mature audiences. Seriously we all have imaginations so don't copy my shit. Kay bye

Antonio Rodriguez laid eyes on Clarina Morales and knew, she was the one. He watched over her from a far . Got to know all there was that concerned her. To his great pleasure, she landed right into his nest. Clarina let him take her to his house. Unaware of the dangerous consequence her decision would bring the next morning, and days to come. ... " you can scream louder than that."

The arena exploded with cheers as Níkolái Morózov slammed another player into the glass. Everyone around me stood and celebrated. I stared at my laptop and typed three words: "Completely unacceptable behavior." By morning, my article had millions of views. By afternoon, the most feared man in professional hockey was standing outside my office door.

"Do you know how hard it is for me to share you with the world Angel?" He sits on the couch we where just standing in front of. "Every day I have to fight the urge to lock you somewhere only I can get to. Codziennie I have to convince myself to not cut off your legs or sever your spine so that you can walk anymore. So that you are only dependent on me." He talks about hurting me like it is a dream of his he wants to come true. Every day He pulls me onto his lap. I trimble in his arms. He is scaring me. "You talking like that to me makes me want to cut out your tongue. It makes me want to beat all thoughts of you disobeying me from you head." His grip on me tightens but his voice stays the same...calm. He talks to me in a tone that is like he is telling me a story about a princess locked in a tower. His eyes are still focused in on me, but I choose not to look at him. For the first time during our whole conversation he heightens his voice. "Look at me!" I jump up startled. His Russian accent is thick. Chapter Ten Author Book will be getting darker as you read along... Content warning Content contains... rape, murder, torture, non consensual acts, violence, bad language, and domestic violence. Please read at your own risk. I try to update frequently, but I might slip up here and there. This is not edited yet. I do ask that you guys help me by pointing out any mistakes you may notice. When I do write I do type fast and don't usually come back but eventually everything will be edited.

By day, she's a brilliant young doctor-graceful, respected, untouchable. But behind her ivory-white coat lies a secret drenched in pain, pleasure and fear, something that could unravel everything she's built. When a chance encounter in a smoky, blood-soaked nightclub puts her in the path of **him**-a dangerous and unhinged Bratva boss known for his brutality and obsession-her quiet world begins to burn. He wants her. All of her. And he doesn't ask-he *takes*. She tries to run, but he doesn't let go. He hunts. He claims. And the deeper she falls, the more she questions what terrifies her more-*the truth she hides... or the man who might already know it*.

This is Book 2 in the series. Book one being "My Mistake". I'd recommend reading that book first but it's not absolutely necessary. I thought I knew what love would feel like. I'd been dreaming of it for so long. I've spent my whole life fighting to be chosen. Chosen by a family. Chosen by a future. Chosen by someone who sees me as more than the girl who was left behind. So when Marcus walked into my life; attractive, attentive, and impossibly put together. It felt like stepping into a world where I was finally the center of something beautiful. I started spending less time at home, but that's normal when you're in love. I started checking my phone more in class, but that's what you do when someone misses you. I started apologizing more, but relationships take work. He just wanted what was best for me. He liked my nails a certain way because it looked elegant. He answered questions for me because he knew me so well. He didn't like when I walked away from him because he was afraid to lose me. He didn't like my friends because he wanted all my time. He didn't like when I chose other people over him, but he's my boyfriend. That's fair. He said love is about choosing each other first. And I wanted to be the kind of girl who was good at love. So I did choose him. Over my friends. Over my family. Over the life I had built. He didn't ask for much, but he gave me so much. So I let him pick my nail color. I let him speak for me. It was easier that way. He was happier that way. And when he's happy, he's so soft. So sweet. So proud of me. Like I've done something right. When Marcus is happy, his hold is gentle, not punishing. When Marcus is happy his presence comforts me, it doesn't scare me. When Marcus is happy, he doesn't hurt me. When Marcus is happy, I can be happy. I thought this was going to be a love story, but it's not. This is My Story.