#1 in Thriller /15-05-18/ "I want her", he says in a deep voice, causing me to shiver. His hair and eyes are the same color as the sky at night and his lips are curled up in a mischievous smirk. He reaches out his hand and gently touches my cheek and I take a step back, my eyes full of anger and fear. "Ah, feisty one, aren't you?" I hear him say as he leans in closer, trapping me between the cold wall and his tense body. Copyright © 2014

In a ransom deal gone terribly wrong, Florence Blackmore is swept away from her home in the Victorian countryside and made to test her darkest limits. Fighting to maintain her dignity and avoid the harsh punishment of her captors, Florence must barter for her life while her hope for freedom dwindles. Stuck in a different sort of cage is Isabel Coleman, a new bride to an unhappy marriage who is determined to buy her own escape by disguising herself as a maid in the home of a wealthy -- and handsome -- aristocrat. As her secrets threaten to catch up with her, Isabel learns that choosing her own destiny comes with consequences. ~~~ I always thought that I would be resilient in the face of danger, that some instinct inside of me would claw its way to the surface and the fighter within me would reveal itself. But danger doesn't uncover any hidden strength or innate bravery. It strips away the rational parts of you, the things that you always associated with your core being, like courage and pride and kindness. And once all those extraneous pieces are discarded, you are left as a frightened, quivering animal and nothing more. Maybe people who do terrible things are able to do so because they were never under the impression that they were anything more than animals. Maybe he and I aren't so different. Maybe in the moments when he slips beneath my blankets we are reduced to our most basic natures---his, a monster, and mine, a coward. Warning: this story contains sexual and violent content that may be offensive to some readers. Read at your own risk, and check out the trigger warning page for more details. Enjoy :)

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((COMPLETED)) When Summer is kidnapped by a married couple who are determined to have perfect daughters,and a perfect family, there's just a sick twist to the entire thing. Slip up one time? It's death for you. Say the wrong thing? It's basement time for you, and you'll be lucky if you even survive. The others didn't. When the couple kidnaps two other girls,Paisley and Nicole,Summer is determined to get everybody out alive. Even with the costs. Making promises? Can she really keep them? Though Summer slips up all of the time,they refuse to murder her for some odd reason. Nicole stops believing that they'll escape,but Summer won't give up. She's got her mind set on helping everyone escape unhurt. The same question keeps flying around Summer's head. Will I be able to help everyone escape? -cover made by @achillies-

Charisse moved in with her new stepfather and her mother. She felt like she hated where she was. But she didnt know what she had until she was kidnapped. ***CAUTION: SCENES OF RAPE FOUND IN THIS STORY***

19 year old Taylor lost both her parents in a car accident. Recovery was hard but she made it through and for the sake of her parents she joined a live singing competition. She meets a lot of new people, one of them her coach. Both fell in love till one day change it all...wanna find out? Join me .................................. "I fucking gave you space and time and this is what you do? Fuck it, you are gonna pay for this!" he growled at me and took me out of the car. I couldn't stop fighting. And it was involuntary considering my flight escape mode was still on. Damien closed the car door and threw me across his shoulder and stalked to the house gruffing with every step he took as if he was trying to calm down. I struggle as much as I could so that he will put me down. But he was only tightening his grip on me. When we finally entered tbe house he locked the main door with his thumb print and stalked further into the living room area. He basically threw me on the floor and sat on thr couch with his leg crossed like a freaking CEO. He didn't care that I was still in pain from his throw. I scooted further away from where he was sitting despite feeling pain all over my body. But before I could move he pulled my ankle again to him. But he did let go this time. He held on tigh depsite my struggles. He edged forward to my face with a deadly calm expression. "NOW RUN"