My door bursts open and I gasp "Jonas what the hell!" I yell. Jonas is my boyfriend. He's a little on the protective side and even a little obsessive if I must say. He makes me keep my location on so that he knows where I am at all times. He examines my body every week to see if I have any marks or bother stuff from another man. It really does get on my nerves but I guess he does it because he cares for me. "Where were you?! Why did you turn off your location!" He yells, stomping towards me. And did I forget to mention that he is sometimes abusive with me? He grips my hair and pulls me to him. "Ouch! Let go of me!" I push at his chest but he tightened his grip on my hair and it hurts like hell. Tears start falling down my face and he glares at me. "I asked where the fuck were you" he said in a low tone. "I went to Lila's house!" I yell at him. "I don't believe you!" He growls. He loosens his grip on my hair and pushes me against the wall. "Did you fuck someone else? Is that why you turned off your location? You little slut!" He yells in my face. I whimper and look up at him. "Your insane! I was with Lila! You can ask her!" "Give me your phone!" I hand him my phone and he puts in the code then starts going through my messages. When he didn't find anything, he handed me the phone and smiled. "Good girl" he said. He then leans down and kisses my neck then breathes in deeply. I push him away and glare at him. "No! You don't get to do that right now" I say and he glares back at me. He then grabs me by my throat and and smirks. "I can do whatever I want with you because your mine" he said in a low voice. I gulp and look away from him. "Understand?" I nod my head slowly and bite my lip. Something I do when I'm nervous or scared. Just an experiment 💗

Jealousy and hate, emotions that everyone knows, but would you turn your best friend into a demon for that? Now you are torn between two worlds, one that used to be home and the other...is hell. How will you manage to live your life as an imp? And is there a chance to get back home?

《 "You're a woman without a voice, Briony," he whispers against my lips. "Let me be the throat through which you scream." 》 Briony Strait Sex, masturbation, erotic thoughts. I was taught these things were shameful. Sinful. Vile. Girls like me aren't promiscuous. We look down on those who are. We're proper. Pure. Innocent. But the more I see of the masked man lurking in the shadows of the night, the more evidence of his sick obsession of me, the more my lustful imagination runs wild. I wanted sin. And I wanted it with him. Aero is my stalker. He's like the air around him. Vanishing whenever he pleases. Showing up to surprise me when I least expect it to pleasure me in ways unimaginable. He only has two rules for me: Give myself over to my hidden desires. Never find out who he is. What he doesn't realize is he's creating a monster. One with the same insatiable hunger for the sickest form of toxic love. THAT SIK LUV

Fawn Thorne is a newly eighteen years girl from a wealthy family, her life is nothing but a fairytale dream come true. She has her Prince Charming, friends that she can count on and little siblings she adores. She has everything a princess could want. That is until her father's old gambling habits take over and the family fortune lost, in his greed he makes a deal with the devil. Sebastian King is a ruthless businessman that rules the world, being the wealthiest man on the planet he's the most sought out bachelor. Not only know for his good looks, but also his family name. He can have everything he wants with the snap of his fingers, and he's horrible and manipulative, known for his cruel ways. He offers a deal with a desperate man. His oldest daughter in exchange for money.

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...

*Wrote this when I was 14, so it might be up to par, but I am revamping. Read at your own risk* (Book 1 in the Mafia series.) Everyone in the world has always said, "Don't you dare cross Ramone Vega." Even if he appears to have been the reason why my mother has been murdered.