I had changed. Three years had passed, and I was different now. But then I met her. And suddenly, I was terrified-terrified that if I let myself fall for her, I'd become the monster I once was. The only thing that truly scared me... Was the man I used to be. - Zayn Banks Sequel to Ethereally.

Velora's Story - Obedient Girl x Possessive Dom "Now, this is a disobedient submissive, she lied and chose not to listen. What do we do in this situation?", and all hands go up except the girls. "Ian", I look up to see Corra's brother looking at me. "Punish her with the crop", he says, and the teacher says he's correct. I feel a cool wind whip past me and then a burning pain. A scream comes out of my mouth, and tears flow out of my eyes. The teacher puts his hand on the middle of my back to hold me down. He keeps going, and the class watches, the most humiliating experience in my life. One by one, the pain does not die down. My screams eventually stop, and my tears are still flowing out as he goes on. Looking down, the papers underneath me are now wet with my tears. After the whips stop, he grabs my braids and turns me towards the students. "Now, any questions?" Everyone's hands go up. Once he answers all of the questions, he shoves me towards my seat. Rushing towards my seat, trying to sit down without hurting my bottom. I feel numb. Why does this always happen to me?

"Mommy...."

I was a simple girl With a simple life Wrong that doesn't even come close to how my life works. Normally I start and end my day with beatings that break me even more each day I wanted to leave I need to be set free He would be the one to set me free ......... "Look at me little one" I refuse to open my eyes as he commanded. I felt him start to nip at my neck as I struggled in his hold. He started pushing his body against mine and rolling his hips against me making me whimper under his hold. "Your mine" ............

Rhodes is an intimidating man, with no expression to match your attempted humor. But his art is like no other, a talented tattoo artist he gave people their wishes but better, making something permanent, merely impossible to regret. There was only one thing to make Rhodes soft, a gorgeous woman he studied like a student did before an exam, analyzing who she hung with, who she spoke to, hoping none of the interactions were genuine although they were. With the kindness that reminds one of a warm summer day, Cecelia serves Rhodes merely everyday at the local pub she waitresses for, his order the same every time to where she forgot his voice completely after the first time. After finding out where he works, she's determined to get him to speak, after all, he was the only one who she thought to be a bit strange. Little did she know he'd been watching her for months. Loving her from afar.

****STILL ONGOING**** Alejandro Leonardo Lopez- he's a player, rude, bad boy. Everything negative you name it he has it. And to make it more worst he's also a gang leader but no one knows that, he keeps it as a secret. Hermoise Aria Isabella Armani- Quiet but not shy, friendly but not too outgoing she's just she, she's just normal. But is she really though? Because she has a secret that no one knows yet. **WARNING MATURE LANGUANGE** "Shit" he says. 'oh my god, what the fuck did I just do' I mentally cursed at myself. "This was my favorite shirt" the badboy says, "oh my god, i'm so sorry". "You little-" as he was about to punch me, he was cut off by the buzz in the library indicating that somebody was noisy. I ran as quickly as I could...

He was cruel She was kind He was cold She was caring He fell in love with an angel She fell in love with the devil What happens when Clara is suddenly snatched from her world and brought into one unknown to her ?

Everyone has a different story behind closed doors... Hunter POV "Who are you?" I spoke out She turned around quickly, quite shocked. "Ah, hi, sorry I wasn't snooping or anything. I happened to stumble across it. I'm Brontë. My eyes just locked on her; I didn't mean to -- she just caught my breath. Her curly golden hair fell just below her waist, accentuating her tan skin. Her dark brown eyes were a mix of grey and green, glistening with the light. She was wearing ripped black jeans and an oversized hoodie, along with a pair of Timberlands. I looked back up to her face, "You'd better go. The Lookout is no place for a girl like you."She nodded and walked past me, disappearing through the passage. I didn't mean to come across as rude. She just seemed dainty, like you don't want to mess with a girl like her. Brontë, I like it.

Book one of the 'Saving' series. Not everyone can be saved; but are they worth fighting for? Abused by both her father and brother, Jamie questioned if she would ever be free. So what will happen when a mysterious man offers his help. Will she accept his proposition or will it put her in more danger? This is my first Wattpad story. Please enjoy :) UNEDITED

"If he loves you.." "He would do anything for you" "even kill for you or maybe worse?" Disclaimer: Disturbing book, not for weak nerves. Mature themes and strong language. _________ Ranking - Rank 18 in Torture - Rank 7 in Psychological - Rank 9 in Psycho-Thriller - Rank 63 in Stephen James