The first thing she noticed was the silence. Not the kind that comes at night, but a heavy, watery silence that pressed against her ears. When she finds her own body at the end of the hallway, she realizes she is still there, but her family isn't looking. As she drifts through the rooms of her house, she discovers the cracks in her family's love and a chilling truth: she didn't die when she died. She was already gone.

I was taught from birth, through force, how to be perfect for him, how to obey everything he said, and how to be his devoted follower. I was being prepared to become his perfect wife. But when he came, he brought someone else with him, making me the happiest person, but not for long. He killed her in front of me just to show that now the place of his wife would only be mine-the place I never wanted. DONT FORGET TO VOTE , ALSO GIVE ME YOUR REVIEW ABOUT THE STORY THROUGH COMMENT SECTION AND FOLLOW FOR MORE UPDATES... ⚠️ Warnings but first of all I DO NOT CONTAIN RAPE IN MY STORIES.... Dark themes Obsession Forced relationships Manipulation Abuse Drama 18+ scenes But: Happy ending "The first few chapters can sometimes be brief, but not excessively so."

Amelia Bleakly is the slave of the billionaire Bixby family who is held hostage in their home and longs for her freedom.

Alexandra gets kidnapped and she trys to get away but its no use. The man is a lot stronger than she is. She gets away from them for a bit but then she's kidnapped again. Will she ever escape? Will she even survive this? Continue reading to find out!

I tried to wriggle my arms and legs but just ended up feeling more exhausted and thirsty. I had a sudden urge to use the restroom but I felt helpless. "Pl...please...water...", I tried to scream but it came out more of a whisper. I heard footsteps approaching me and he stopped a few metres away from me and waited. "Please", I begged him. He came closer and poured the water on my mouth. I tried to drink it all but ended up leaving most of it on my dress. "Who are you? Why did you take me?", I asked him but there was no response. "Please let me go!", I cried. "Not so soon darling", came a hoarse reply. "Why are you doing this to me?", I asked him. "If I tell you that, what's the fun in it darling?", he asked with a sadistic smile. The peaceful life of Callie Brown turns into chaos when she goes missing. Read more to find out what happened to Callie Brown and if she survived.

#2 in Horror. /02.23.16/ I hear footsteps approaching me, pacing faster and faster making me look back quickly. I see a man in a black fabric mask wearing all black clothing. I widen my eyes beginning to run in the snow making my feet heavy. "Help! Somebody help me!" I scream in a cry looking around to find nobody on sight. "Help!" I scream trying to run faster hoping somebody would hear my cries. My throat became sore from the cold quickly making it harder to breathe freely. "Help me! Somebody!" I hear the tall figure run behind me feeling a grip on my hair. My white ski hat fell into the ground covered in snow. The man groans pulling my hair towards him making me collapse. "No, stop!" I scream struggling from his grasp, punching and kicking aimlessly. "Shhh." The man whispers into my ear grabbing onto my wrists starting to cuff them. "No!" I scream twisting and turning trying to bite the man's arm. The man doesn't say much. The only thing I hear is his heavy breathing. He starts to shackle my ankles together as I lay a full blown kick into his face making him groan in pain holding onto his nose on top of the mask. "Help me, somebody!" I keep yelling as he kicks me in the stomach and takes out a clothed bag from his coat pocket putting it on my head covering my face. He ties it up from the back tightly making my neck feel pressured. "Please." I whimper. "You don't have to do this." I cry admitting defeat. "Night, night." He chuckles hitting me behind the head making me loss consciousness. WARNING: Will contain very disturbing content. This book is not for individuals who are sensitive to these topics. (Rape, torture, etc.) Read at your own risk. THIS IS A FIRST DRAFT

I walked another two more steps and before I could take another step,someone grabbed me vigorously by the shoulders and placed a cloth on my nose and mouth. I tried struggling but I breathed in the chemicals. I felt my eyelids dropping. The vision around me blurred and I passed out. (undergoing major editing xD)

a work of poetry which is dedicated to the love of my life

Off the Count: A Survival Thriller Short Story About a Captive Pine Marten Escaping a Zoo of Predators After a female pine marten dies and the keepers stop following their usual routine, a captive breeder male realizes he will be discarded next and tears his way out of his rusted enclosure. He escapes through the zoo's hidden infrastructure, surviving a gauntlet of threats including panicked bats, a crocodile enclosure, an owl attack, and a tigress guarding the only exit, before crawling through a drainage pipe into the wild beyond the zoo fences. By morning, the head keeper quietly writes him off as "lost in transit," erasing him as easily as the dead female had been erased before him.

She thought hiding would save her. She was wrong. Dragged from the shadows of a dead man's house, bound, silenced, and forced into a world she never knew existed, she becomes the only witness to something far bigger than murder. Damian is cold. Calculated. Dangerous. And he has no intention of letting her go. °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° 🏆 #1 in tag #hostage on (13/3/26) 🏆 #1 in tag #taken on (7/6/26) 🏆 #4 in tag #gangleader on (7/3/26) 🏆 #2 in tag #taken on (19/3/26)