Kellin, a hypersexual 18 year old meets the man of his dreams. The only problem being, it's his 26 year old widower therapist. How long will Vic keep up his professional facade before he gives in to the persistent boy? ⚠ TRIGGER WARNING ⚠ Contains: - Smut - Mentions of death - Suicidal actions - Rape - Abuse

*something clickbaity that will make you want to read this story* I wrote this nearly 4 years ago and it is most definitely not my best. I'd recommend you read my more recent works instead: "A Kiss and I Will Surrender" and "I Believe We're the Enemy" :)

NOT MINE!!! I don't own this story; all credit goes to the original author SoloChaos on ao3 Trigger warning: suicide/sexual abuse/mature content Make sure you have some tissues....

Agalmatophilia is a sexual attraction in which individuals derive sexual arousal from an interaction with statues, dolls or mannequins. Agalmatophilia can also include 'Pygmalionism' that is usually defined as a state of love for an object of one's own creation. In Columbus Ohio, there was a little toy store. Inside was a man, who's mind more twisted than the devil himself, craved a creation in which he could use for satisfaction no woman had ever given him, or ever could. Along with an assistant, who's troubling past endeavours leave him lusting for blood, the devious pair bond and grow within a rural town whom are oblivious to the alarmingly rapid growth of kidnappings in the local area. Fresh from high-school, on his way to a promising college scholarship, Tyler Joseph finds himself lost in thought as he wanders down the empty streets of his little town, his glorious golden glazed skin almost glowing amber under street lights. And oh how the pair wanted to see that golden skin up close. WARNINGS: This story is very disturbing, it contains: -graphic gore scenes -mentions of sexual abuse (scenes including sexual assault) -mentions of starvation/eating disorder (scenes including force feeding or lack of food) -use of hard drugs -use of alcohol -agalmatophilia (sexual intercourse with dolls) -hostage situation (mild Stockholm syndrome) -graphic sexual content (sex, masturbation, ect.) -fetishes and kinks (e.g. Daddy kink, bondage, punishment) This story is not a re-creation of "Nyctophilia", the two are in no way related. PLEASE REMEMBER THIS IS JUST A STORY AND NOTHING DEPICTED IN THIS BOOK SHOULD BE RECREATED OR TAKEN SERIOUSLY. THIS STORY IS COMPLETE, PLEASE HEAD OVER TO MY PAGE @RyeDun TO READ MY CURRENT STORY "HEXXED

"Someone like you should never have saved him." • • • She looked just like him. The new member of Noah's Ark Circus looked just like Ciel Phantomhive. She could be his sister, with the same black hair and deep, blue eyes. Sapphire. That was her name. Well, it was the name she bore at the Circus. Her real name was much more interesting, and she kept it secret. She had her own reasons for joining the performance. Sebastian thinks he understands humans perfectly. They lie. They steal. They compete for little reward at great costs. So, he knows exactly how to trick them. William T. Spears said it best. He'd seduce his prey with sweet words, lure them in with lies, and then strike and get what he wanted. It worked before, with Beast, with scores of humans over thousands of years. But it didn't work with Sapphire. Why? Why did she hate him so much already? What did she mean when she yelled at him before he even spoke? Why would she claim that she hated everything about him? And worse, why did he care? What the HELL was going on? ||Sebastian Michaelis x Original Character|| Disclaimer(s): 1. This work WILL have sexual elements to it. See the note at the start of the table of contents for more information. 2. The art on the cover is not mine. If you know who's it is, please tell me! [[I hope you enjoy this story and the complimentary one about Claude, called "I'll Show You Everything." They were originally part of one request and I'm trying to work on them together! ＼(^ω^)／]]

This book has everything but guys I need you to pm me the other Creepypasta that I don't know okay guys enjoy the story

Why would someone so rich, run away from their perfect home? To get away... To get away from all the stupid people and comments they made. She ran away to get away from all that and came here, bumping into me and surprising me. Who is she and why is she so important to me? -Ciel Phantomhive I do not own Black Butler