| P S Y C H O - T H R I L L E R | "People come and go, Some will stay but will eventually leave. But there are people who will come in your life, will stay, will hold tight. Very tight. And will take control, people who will steal your life and mark it as their own. Leaving you in the dark, soulless... selfless." Kiara is an eighteen year old high school student who happens to be a victim of a serial killer. Other girls that will be put in Kiara's shoes would probably run, shout and cry for help by instinct. However, Kiara did the exact opposite... she made out with the man who wish to end her life in a gruesome way. What Kiara did saves her life. From that moment, she had been forever captive of a notorious serial killer. ✔Mature for dark themes, adult scenes, graphic content, violence, rape, drug abuse and such. Please be aware that this story is not really advisable for young readers :)

"Come on, don't be so shy." he pulled me back in his lap, the contact between our bodies was oddly terrifying. He knew the type of girl I was and I expected him to take it slow. "Tucker please someone will see us." I looked around in fear, how can he be so chill about it while his parents and sister were at home. If his father sees us like this, we are dead. "Lemme see your body." he whispered in my ear and my body contracted, I wasn't used to such wordings, damn I hadn't seen couples kissing in movies. "Tucker, not now." I tried to pull myself away from him but he was holding me tightly. I felt him breathing on my neck and it didn't feel right. "Tucker stop." everything escalated when he grabbed my face and forced me to turn my neck to him so he can kiss me, he was forcing me for my first kiss. "Tucker enough!" I yelled, getting out of his touch and pushing him away as he got up and tried to reach back for me. "What the hell?" his facial expressions hardened, never have I ever considered being rude to him. I have always tried not to hurt him and to gain his attention I have even tolerated people who bullied me. "This isn't right. You need to tell your family first." I was hesitant to look in his eyes, pulling down my shirt and mending myself, I looked down. "You pushed me away? Tucker Arch?" He announced in a bitter tone. I expected him to apologize for his behavior but it didn't seem like he felt bad at all, "you should have been considering yourself lucky to be with me right now." He gritted his teeth, it was hard to erase the shock from my face. I walked near him to hug him gently, even though when I was really a shy person, I was ready to calm him down the way he wanted me to. "Hands off!" he slapped my hand away, "No! now you will approach me, you will kiss me. You will show me your body and then, only then I will forgive you." I was taken aback by his statement, doesn't he love me? are you supposed to do this to your lover?

Ambrose knew he was in love the moment his eyes fell on Bell. He had to paint her and he had to have her. Bell didn't know this but she was his in every way.

COMPLETE Alejandro tightened his arms around her. "Go back to sleep." He mumbled groggily against her forehead as he placed his lips against her skin, the pressure soothing her otherwise erratically beating heart. She hummed in response and snuggled closer to him, closing her eyes briefly before they quickly opened again, momentarily startled. Tears stung her eyes and she pushed away from him slightly. The slither of moonlight that escaped from the gap in between her curtains high lighted his face for her hungry, deprived eyes to feast on. Not believing it, she hesitated briefly before reaching forward to stroke his jaw tenderly, her caress gentle. He leaned into her touch and closed his eyes in bliss. He had missed this. A sob threatened to escape her as she drank in the sight of him. Pulling her back to him, Alejandro placed another kiss on her forehead, his lips lingering there, brushing against her skin as he spoke to her. "I meant what I said, when I said I took my job seriously. I intend to guard you and your body with my life." Cover by @copacetic- Copyright © 2020 @_illuminating All Rights Reserved

She was right at that place where she was then. In the very same highlighter orange overall having the company's monogram and distributing flyers... maybe. I don't know because I was at some distance. But it was easy to recognize her. She still looked beautiful. Face huh? She was always nothing but a face. And I can see her interest in makeup was still young as she had her makeup on. I couldn't recall her name but I remember the incident. It was the same place where I broke her heart. Somebody needed to show her the reality. It was sad that it has to be me. Everything was same. But the building was more upgraded now and the road was wide. But I remember it was raining that day. Today it was bright. She was a failure at that time and I think nothing is changed even now. But I felt pity for her. It was the same thing I felt about her a long time ago. I huffed in frustration and looked at my wrist watch. I was supposed to wait for my son but looking that he is going to be late I decided to get in without him. I was entering the building when I heard her say. "Martin, is that you?" This story is dedicated to all those persons who ever had their heart broken.

Amelia and William are happily married for 4 years . When their daughter Posie is killed, William blames Amelia. William turns from a lovely husband to an abusive one and Amelia's life is turned upside down. WARNING: CONTAINS SCENES OF EXTREME ABUSE AND VIOLENCE. 2nd book - Cry of Blythe

Brandon Rider, heir to a powerful business family with dangerous ties, has always been drawn to Lily. But when she humiliates him in front of his family, that attraction twists into resentment. Determined to teach her a lesson, Brandon traps Lily in a game of revenge. Yet the closer he gets, the more he realizes his heart isn't seeking payback-it's seeking her. But when love grows out of hatred, one question remains: will Brandon discover his true feelings before it's too late to make things right?

Likhwalethu Rosewood finds herself running in the woods having just witnessed her parent's massacre by none other than her brother, leaving everything she had known behind only to fall in the hands of a beast. Rafael Vintagé - The Russian mafia prince, well not anymore, has lost everything including the so cold empire he loved so much with scars of death all over his face leaving him to hide the monster he has become. he has nothing left, nothing to fight for until a girl he knew very well runs into his life having seen the worst the world could offer. Together they fight for survival knowing that they are bad for the other yet letting go has never been so hard. They have nothing besides each other and when war comes knocking they are left hanging by the thread. " If me dying is the only way for you to see that you are worth being loved, if it is the only way for you hold your daughter in your arms again even if it's just for a second then so be it." How far will you go for love? ❗️HAVE TO READ BOOK 1 AND 2❗️ Book 3 of 'The Mafia' series Book 2- The Mafia's bride Book 1- The Mafia's Mistake Began-17/06/2020 Finished- 16/11/2020

A short story in which he finally realises that he needs to let her go... #127 in Short Story - 25.02.17 Copyright © 2017 @_illuminating All Rights Reserved Cover by @asterism

"You don't belong here." "If I don't belong here then where do I belong?" "Not with me," he replied easily, his voice not wavering as he stared at her with a hard expression. "You belong with other wolves, with a pack." "But you're a wolf." "I'm not the kind of wolf that you need." "Sol," she begged him, pleading with her tone as tears streaked down her face. "Please don't do this." He ignored her, only turning around and walking out of the front door, already grabbing her suitcases which he had pulled down the stairs earlier. He walked out of the cabin which they had shared for the past few months and began loading all her bags into the back of the truck, ignoring the immense amount of pain and sorrow that he could feel radiating off of her. After he finished, he sat in the driver's seat and waited patiently for her to join him. When she did, her cheeks were now dry. Her puffy, red eyes were the only tell-tale that she had been crying only mere moments ago. "I'm only doing what's best for the both of us," he muttered quietly, more so to reassure himself than her. But his words fell on silent ears as she didn't even acknowledge his words, just stared ahead. Exhaling, he twisted the key and the engine purred to life. In a few hours it would be back in front of the lone cabin in the woods, but this time with one less passenger. Cover by @Ethereal29 Copyright © 2018 @_illuminating All Rights Reserved