Aramzy
3 stories
CONSENT by Ira_scribbler
Ira_scribbler
  • WpView
    Reads 1,127
  • WpVote
    Votes 210
  • WpPart
    Parts 42
Aarvi lunged for the heavy iron door, her fingers clawing at the manual release, but Erevos caught her by the waist, throwing his weight against the bar to hold it shut. "Let me go!" she screamed, her voice cracking, a sound raw and ugly with panic. "We fight this together! You don't get to decide how this ends!" "There is no 'together' out there, Aarvi," he said. His voice wasn't the roaring monster she was used to. It was quiet. Defeated. He pinned her against the door, not with the bruising grip of his past, but with a desperate, trembling weight. "They are coming for me. Only me. If you stay in this room, they won't even look for you. If you walk out that door with me, you're dead in thirty seconds." "I don't care!" She grabbed his collar, twisting the fabric in her fists, trying to drag him down to her eye level. "Don't you dare do this. I chose you. Let me stand next to you!" He looked down at her. For the first time since she had known him, the hard, defensive armor in his eyes was completely gone. He looked terrifyingly human. "You chose to walk beside a monster," he whispered, a phantom of a smile touching his lips. "But I never promised to be fair." Before she could scream, his hand moved. He pulled her into one last, bruising kiss that tasted like salt and desperation. And then, with the practiced efficiency of a man who had spent his whole life executing orders, he shoved her back into the secure server room, pulled the heavy steel door shut, and threw the manual lock from the outside. Aarvi slammed her fists against the door. "Open it! Open the door!" On the other side of the glass, Erevos stood alone in the dim hallway. He didn't look back at her. He knew if he looked, he'd open it. He just reached into his pocket, took out his gun, and checked the chamber. He had spent his whole life making selfish, violent choices. But as the heavy boots of his enemies rounded the far corner of the corridor, he made one last choice.
You shouldn't have made me feel. by Ira_scribbler
Ira_scribbler
  • WpView
    Reads 3,291
  • WpVote
    Votes 237
  • WpPart
    Parts 35
She wasn't meant to love. She was meant to destroy. Azaira, the girl who whispered "we'll be fine" through broken teeth, becomes the goddess who commands oceans to burn. But when the Death Lord-her greatest enemy and oldest echo-claims her as his queen, the universe trembles between mercy and madness. He was born to end lives. She was born to awaken them. And between them stands a love that kills everything it touches. > "When Death begged the Life to stay." He calls her Queen of Death. She calls him the reason she bleeds. > "Because some feelings were never meant to be survived." A haunting tale of trauma, power, and the dangerous mercy of love. You Shouldn't Have Made Me Feel - where even Death kneels for the girl he ruined Dark, divine, and achingly human- this is the story of a girl who felt too much and paid the price with her soul. rankings - #34 - haunting #16 - cursed love #11 - deadlydesire #20 - traumabond
HOME [18+] by Meraki_Kri
Meraki_Kri
  • WpView
    Reads 6,327,272
  • WpVote
    Votes 88,265
  • WpPart
    Parts 20
𝗕𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝗳𝗲 =========================== He walked in and locked the door. "The only time you talk in this whole fucking week is to a little boy?" He walked towards me and started to remove his blazer and undoing his pants. "What are you doing?" I asked strongly yet I was internally trembling. "Fucking you" And with that he grabs me, turns me around, grabs my hands and pushed me down the table behind me. Before I could process, he lifted my dress, and in a second his dick entered my surprisingly wet pussy. He wasn't sweet at all. He was harsh and I tried to not moan so that I don't embarrass myself in front of others and so that he doesn't hear a voice from me. "The way people looked at you pissed me off so fucking much" I held on the table sides as he was ruthless on his thrusts and I started to cry at the pleasure and humiliation that was building up. "I just wanted to remove everyone's eyes" he said and I cried more. His thrusts were so hard that my legs lifted from the floor and were in air, my pussy was at the mercy of his dick. He bends over me and I felt a tear in my dress. He removed my hair from the back, and whispered, "Scream out loud, don't hide those pretty little moans from me, let others also know to whom does this pussy belong to" ======================== ||FAST PACED BOOK||