[FICTION AWARDS 2019 WINNER for Best in Mystery/ Thriller. FEATURED in WATTPAD MYSTERY/ THRILLER profile. ] Jackson Wolfe is WoodVille Asylum's most notorious patient with a history of atrocious violence. The doctors and the nurses are aware of Jacks previous history. Jack is the ring leader in the institution. He is also charming, and manipulative. He wants something done, he gets it done. No questions asked. Riley Frazer is the hospital nurse who gets assigned as Jack's nurse. At first Riley is just curious about Jack, but soon curiosity gets the better of her and Jack maybe a bit infatuated with the nurse. And that's when the murders start. Someone is carving up the patients in the asylum. Could it be Jack getting creative? WARNING: NOT A CLICHE ROMANCE. Includes murders, swearing and dark themes. Jack In The Box All Rights Reserved 2018 - 2021 © KittyKash92

He took one look at her, and he knew she was the perfect kind of trouble: a good girl who knows exactly when to be bad.

when he spoke the word of God, his lips moved with such grace all i could imagine were those plump lips wrapped around my already throbbing clit.

"We're a deadly combination; one I've always fantasized about." In which Harry, a well known mafia member and engaged man, obsesses over his new neighbor who loves to write and happens to be a well known politician's daughter. - highest rank ; #31 in Vintage #9 Lolita © sinclairdelrey 2017

Murder and sex has never felt so good in Harry Styles' life as it has been now. He enjoys every scream, every moan, and anything and everything that involves bringing pleasure to him. Taken under the wing of his best friend, he has became London's most terrifying murderer. Even though he has a heartless side of him, he tries to fight it once he meets one of his lovely victims, Evelyn Blythe. Unlike the others, he finds something different about her and instead of killing her, he keeps her for his own personal use. They both go through Hell. As Harry tries to fight against his demons and Evelyn fight to against Harry, a new threat comes to London. Trying to restore things back to how it was, Harry tries to get rid of another predator who tries to plagiarize his 'work'. Jealousy, bloodshed, pain, and misery lives throughout the chapters in this story. The only questions that will linger is if Evelyn will ever love Harry? Will she ever escape from him? Will Harry find and dispose of this

"Please just let me stay here. I have nowhere to go." I beg him standing at his doorstep. "Why would I?" He snaps. I feel so small,so lonely and cold under his intense gaze. "I'll do anything. Please,Harry." I sob. "Just leave." He responds closing his door. I put my hand on the doorknob just in time,making him stop. "Please." I plea looking up at him. He looks at me like I am an abandoned dog he met on the street. "Just for tonight,please. What do you want in return?" He stares at me for a second thinking about my words. After checking his surroundings he leans closer to me. "Your body." He whispers making me froze. My eyes widen at his disrespectful wish. This is so rude and arrogant but I should have known better than coming to him. I knew this would happen. 'C'mon, Amanda it's just one night,you said you would do anything. You have no other option.' I recover,gaining my confidence back. "Okay." [WARNING: sexual content, violence, strong and explicit language.]

[COMPLETED] A man so mentally unbalanced drowning in a world of judgement and nonacceptance finds himself in front of the only woman that will treat him as an equal. But will his undeniably demeaning track record of the amount of times blood has been stuck under his fingernails cause yet another therapist to give up on him? Or, for once, will he finally be capable of loving someone other than his first murder and himself?

Three words. Ten letters. One sentence. The instant he said it, there was no turning back. No escaping my fate. I was once warned about the power of words and their ability to change people. If only I had known. One sentence out of those perfect lips: "You are mine."

"And by the way, love," He said in a low voice, his lips ghosting over my ear. "My name is Harry. Not Harold." -//- Elliana thought her family moved away for her father's work. She thought her parents were happy. But what she didn't think was that she, without a reason, had moved into The Strand; the neighbourhood where registered sex offenders are sent to live. People at school seem to know who she is and where she lives before she even arrives. And her next door neighbour seems unable to stay away. ** WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS ACTS OF VIOLENCE, IMPLIED RAPE, EXTREME LANGUAGE, AND MATURE CONTENT. PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. **