The boy in the basement was quiet. He always had been since I had found him. But he never scared me like they warned he would. They were the scary ones. He was... safe. And, unbeknownst to me, the reason I found myself in this mess. * * * Greysi wanted to free the boy who she had found chained in the basement so long ago; the boy who had it far worse than her. She wanted to keep the promise she had made him as a child and free him. Free both of them. But now she didn't know if she would get the chance to see him again let alone save him. Taken to a world that should have only existed in the books she read as a child, she manages to escape her captors only to find herself in the hands of another. One who only managed to make her situation worse. Hunted for unknown reasons by a King she doesn't know, she has to hide who she is, and what she is, while placing her trust in a man who seems to hate her for something she had no choice in. He was her only option to get back home and it was vital that she did. Or else the King and what he wanted from her may just become the least of her worries. Dark paranormal reverse harem.

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

Nea Riar, a human, accidentally stumbles upon a portal to another world full of everything she has thought to be a myth. There she meets five men; Fae, Demon, Shifter, Warlock, and Incubus. What these five men have in common is that they are each seen as a threat in a society ruled by matriarchy. In the world of Asorix, Arradona is a Queendom where women are superior. Most are physically closer to the size men, the difference in high not as great, and their magical capabilities are naturally stronger from birth. They dominate and tame men, claiming those they see fit as husbands to add to their growing harems. Those of the upper class compete with one another by comparing the number of husbands they have in their harems, ranging anywhere from the tens to the hundreds, and even a rare few in the thousands. In these lands, five men; Zev Dubois, Cassius Montgomery, Jaxon Novak, Ezra Larsen, and Axel Dimitrov are anomalies. They're stronger than any male that has existed, physically and in terms of magical capabilities. The extent of their power is unknown, but it's speculated that they are more powerful than women also. Their power and wealth has earned them a high status without having to marry a wife to gain it, something that was impossible before them. They are seen as a threat by the Council. In an attempt to control them, the Council orders that they must each take a wife in hopes that she can tame these men who show signs of being dominant. The women of Asorix stumble over one another trying to take at least one of the five as a husband for their harem because of their looks, money, and status in society that would all become their own. During this time the five men come across Damanea, a woman who isn't like the rest. She's the opposite of what women in their world are like. Instead of being dominant, assertive, and abusive, she's meek, cautious, and weak. So what do they do? They marry her. Updated Patreon Link: patreon.com/DRK_Stories

Ava finds herself back in the hands of her tormentors but this time they claim to have a change of heart. Trying to escape their possesive grasp leads to more drama and surprises from the past and future. Can she forgive them for their past sins? After all they are her family. ******** ⚠️This story will have dark themes and abuse if you are uncomfortable with that then please don't read.⚠️ ⚠️This story will have sexual themes if you are uncomfortable with that then please don't read.⚠️

After being violently raped by the three most popular guys at school, Maya Westbrook wants nothing to do with Rosewood Academy. However, she's forced to attend her senior year when she receives a threatening letter, sent by her tormentors themselves. Now those three guys won't leave her alone, and Maya is desperate to figure out what the boys want and how to stop them before they take everything away from her.

After five years of heavy studying, Beverly Frazier finally graduated as a psychiatric nurse. When she, much sooner than she ever thought, got a job at one of England's biggest mental institutions, she realized that her life was truly about to begin. Spoiled with loyal friends, a wealthy father, and a new prestigious job, she believed after a rough childhood that her dream had now finally come true. But shortly after Beverly's arrival at St: Nicolai Psychiatric Hospital, a young, mysterious man stepped inside the gates in the grip of two escorting guardsmen. If she only knew from the beginning what this new psychopath inmate would cause her, she wouldn't even have thought for a second about a dream coming true. - Mature content ✔️ - Top ranks: #1 IN ASYLUM #1 IN MURDERER #1 IN KILLER #1 IN FICTION #2 IN LOVESTORY

The school's hottest boys are the two most dangerous psychopaths... Rebekah Fleetwood is a straight A student who's always been a star in everyone's eyes. She hangs around with the wrong people, but she doesn't allow them to affect her positive, determined attitude to achieve. The only reason she is able to be with them, is because she's wealthy and beautiful. That is until Rebekah finds herself in a house alone with Kade Samuels and Ethan Riley, Kade Samuels being in an intimate relationship with one of her "friends". She spends the night with the two of them after being drugged, unaware of what lies in store for her. Oblivious to the fact these boys are batshit crazy. They capture snapshots that could ruin her reputation. So now- threatened, Rebekah is forced to oblige by them and participate in their sick, twisted fantasies and demands, or else. Sometimes, it's not just sex they want.. Will Rebekah ever be free from them, remaining sane? Or will they change her for the worst until, it's too late? WARNING: This book contains extremely disturbing scenes, sexual content and foul language! Read at your own risk.

*** When Delilah Lancaster wakes up in a disheveled motel room covered in nothing more than crimson blood and her undergarments, you might be thinking that hell's run loose, but when you find out that she wasn't ALONE when she awoke from her slumber, we'll just say that more than hell did run loose when that person that strangled their hands around her waist and sunk their head in the crock of Delilah's neck just had to be Chicago's most feared man, Isaac Fisher a sociopath. Highest Ranking: #151 Mystery/Thriller 03-26-21 #36 Thriller 04-31-20 ©Copyright2021_AllRightsReserved

Abruptly jumping forward, I grabbed his collar, sending us crashing against the wall behind Nathan. I rose the knife up, until it barely grazed his throat. "I am done with your stupid games! I am done with you tossing me around! I am done pretending like you kidnapping me was ever okay!" I pressed the knife into his skin, yet he merely furrowed his eyebrows at the action. "You make it seem like you're doing me a favor by not brutally murdering me." "Because I am." I froze as the familiar barrel of his gun pressed against my lower back. His signature smug smile returned as he dipped his lips to my ears and whispered, "Alright darling, how about we cut the chase short and sit down? I don't want blood on my clean floor." - N.T. The great mystery of New York. The anonymous killer. The invisible man, that slips out of the grasp of detectives and police officers every single time. The man who twists his way through every detective's mind and comes off as unstoppable. The fox, as the FBI likes to call him due to his cunning ways and tricks, is regularly setting the State in an uproar. He's unstoppable. He's dangerous. He's fearless. He's always there, but at the same time...he's not. What happens when in turn of your brother's survival, the Devil himself asks for you? What happens when you're forced to live under his roof? What happens when you become one of his possessions? Or worse, what happens when you're thrown into the dark, twisted world of The Two Trevor Brothers? One that has the world crumbling at the simple snap of his fingers, one who meets life-threatening danger with an easy smile? Or the one who would crush the soul of anyone who dared to hurt you, the one who would raise hell just so your eyes would soften at the sight of him? What happens when both of the rival brothers have one thing in common: their obsession with keeping you close? - "Well fed devils behave better than famished saints."

❛ he had loved her for years, centuries, eons even. he had loved her from the very first touch, from the very first word upon her sweet lips. ❜ all grayson had ever wanted was his chryssie.