He's after me. He wants me dead. But this life is all I've got and I won't give it to him. Never. It all went wrong when he entered the store. I should've looked away. Should've stayed quiet. But that's not who I am. Now I'm locked away with the man who was sent to silence me. He wears shadows like a second skin. Talks in threats, walks like he owns death itself. But he didn't expect me. I don't beg. I don't break. And I'm not scared of a killer who hesitates. 'You're not a prisoner,' he said. 'But try running, and I'll remind you of what I am.' He thinks I'm just another secret to keep. But I've got plans of my own. A dark, slow-burn psychological thriller about a girl who refuses to be broken, and the man who was never meant to feel.

"I will obey you. Serve you. Heal for you. Die for you-if that's what you want. I'll be loyal only to you until the day you decide I'm no longer useful." The firelight danced across his physique as his face stayed still. "I could make you do all those things as we speak." His voice was laced with threat. "You could," Silvia said clutching her hands to fists, "but not ever without a fight." ------------------------- When Silvia's village is burned, the survivors are dragged to the war camp of Lord Varric-a ruthless warlord whose name is spoken like a curse. She appears broken and obedient, but her eyes are sharp, her mind unyielding. His men are forbidden to touch the enslaved women of her village-not out of mercy, but because they are coin to be sold. Desperate to protect her people, Silvia breaks free one night, only to be struck down before Varric's eyes. She survives through the power of her healing-and learns quickly that his men's crimes don't seem to sway him. With nothing left to offer in return for her villages protection, Silvia pledges herself-her body, her gift, her loyalty-to the man who destroyed everything she loved. An oath of loyalty, fear and unshakable resolve. Lord Varric accepts, not out of compassion, but calculation, keeping her close as a weapon, a healer, and a mind to sharp to waste. Yet even under his cold command, Silvia refuses to break. And behind her quiet defiance, Varric finds himself torn-driven to crush it, yet unable to look away from it. A dark fantasy romance of war, loyalty, and the perilous line between ruin and desire. #1 lord ~ 29.07.25 #1 forbiddenlove ~ 23.08.25 #7 hatelove ~ 03.09.25 #1 powers ~ 04.09.25 #1 enslavement ~ 28.09.25 #1 enemiestolovers ~09.10.25 #2 medieval ~ 03.11.25 #1 enemies ~ 20.11.25

What happens when the world doesn’t work the way it’s intended to work? What happens when a little boy is supposed to be saved from a life of abuse and neglect but in the end doesn’t? What happens when Zayn Malik’s life turns out the exact opposite from what he should be getting? Well that’s what’s about to happen. Going back ten years, Louis Tomlinson-Styles never noticed the suffering his four year old neighbor was going through. Never did he see the bruises or the flinches or the tear stains that made up the boy. Now ten years later Zayn Malik is starting his first day of high school with Mr. Tomlinson as his drama teacher. Will somebody finally notice the boy’s suffering or will he continue on this road of agony?

"We can either do this the easy way, or the hard way." Jason told me as he rolled up his sleeves and stared at me. I couldn't believe it, this man used to have me awing at the warmness that used to lie in his eyes. Now all they hold is coldness. I grabbed a stapler and threw it to his head. It would have nailed him on the head, but he instantly ducked and it hit the wall behind him with a bang. He muttered a dark chuckle in amusement. "The hard way it is then." Skylar Smith is pretty smart when it comes to grades and back talking. But how far will her temper take her when she suddenly crosses paths with Las Vegas' most wanted? Jason Mccann, stunningly handsome, yet painfully dangerous. Skylar thinks she's giving Jason another chance in releasing him from prison, however Jason has other plans when it comes to her. *This story contains swearing

My name is Kiara. I'm 15. I walk home from school everyday. I always have the feeling I'm being watched,but here recently it's gotten strange. It's gotten to the point where I can't walk anywhere without having my phone in my hand at all times ready to press the 911 button. When I walk home every night from my job I see a mysterious shadow under the same street light just standing there watching me. Until that day. The day I had a strange feeling something was going to happen and there'd be no way I could prevent it. What will happen to Kiara? Will Kiara be alright? Read this Suspenseful fanfic to find out! (; Copyright©.