"Luna, I'm not going to tell you again... Get the fuck up now" I could feel the anger build up inside of him every second as I lay there on the floor finally defeated from his closed fist. "Please C-Collins , Stop" I beg. "You're Fucking hilarious tonight aren't you baby? Well I already told you 3 times to get up now..." And just like that, I'm getting dragged down the wooden staircase by my hair and into the dining room. I'm extremely weak to even try to get out of his grip. I'm Finally done |Luna & Mr. Collins Toxic Love Story| ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~WARNINGS ABOUT THIS BOOK~ This story includes: Sexual assault, Abduction, Drugs, Human trafficking, physical abuse, mental abuse, and a toxic romance. If you're sensitive about these topics or not interested in these kind of stories then I don't recommend this book for you. Other wise I Hope you enjoy :)

(Warning: Some mature/triggering shit, you have been warned) Blake being in middle school is expected to go have fun Still new to this school she met a new kid She thought they became good friends but she wasn't ready for what happened and the mental consequences. This story is particularly inspired by the musical and movie: Heathers I heavily advise you to go listen to the musical! It is amazing Story is also inspired by the manga: Killing Stalking If you want to read the manga I would have to advise you to be careful. The story has some mature themes, be careful! (8/1/2020 5am After about only a year of writing this story, it seemed to suddenly blow up over night. I can't believe there's 1.1k reads! I thought I'd never get this far and I can't thank you all enough!)

"She's perfect Dean, you've got to see her up close, her lips look so soft and she's gotten so curvy since when she used to come down here for the summers" he says. "I'm gonna go over now" I say making my way out of the kitchen. My father puts his hand up stopping me by my chest. "No give her some time to settle in a little, you don't want to scare her, she's a nervous little thing" he says with a smirk on his face. I look into his eyes and I can tell he's being genuine. "Ok I'll wait, I don't want to scare her away, I just want her so bad... I've never wanted something this bad in my life, I have to have her!! I've been waiting for years!!!" I yell running my shaking fingers through my hair. "I know son, so have I" When a new opportunity comes knocking on Sienne's door she wastes no time moving south for it. Sienne packs up her life and moves to Georgia into her late grandmothers home. Coming down for summers her entire life, she remembers the neighborhood being full of boring old people, but she may have overlooked what was brewing just next door. While in her new home she can't help but to feel watched. Could it be the elderly man across the street? The sweet yet nosey older woman next door? Or could it be the calm and charismatic father and son to the right of her? What lies next door might change her life just as much as this new job has...maybe even more.

❝you look so good in red❞

*****DISCLAIMER: some parts may be offensive as there is some homophobia depicted. This story was written in 2010 (I believe) and my mindset at that time was different than it is now. I support the LGBT+ community and consider myself an ally. My intention wasn't to offend anyone. I'm sorry if I have. ***** Cloe breaks up with her clingy boyfriend, Sean, who's extremely obsessive. Little does she know that he hasn't taken the breakup as well as she has and has been secretly stalking her to make sure she doesn't fall for someone else. She sees the 'real' Sean after he freaks out over her new lover, Trevor. Read on to find out more about the tense and insane situations Trevor and Cloe endure with Sean.

#1 in Horror - 11/17/15 "Shhh, don't make a sound." I feel a grip around my neck feeling his hot breath on my ear. "Or I'll kill you here and now." He whispers as I felt something sharp on the side of my waist that was piercing the surface of my skin. My heart pounds heavily my breathing became strained causing me to exhale faster and heavier. We stood inside my bedroom feet away from my sleeping husband he pulls me closer to his body moving backwards to the hallway. I could only follow hoping that my life would be spared. Suddenly, we stopped by the edge of the staircase. "You're mine." He whispers in a hoarse tone placing a kiss on my cheek hitting me on the head with the back of the knife. I was seeing double. I was feeling dizzy, everything was spinning. I felt like I was in slow motion groaning at the pain looking down the stairs. That's the last thing I see before I black out. A/N: WARNING, there is profanity, gory scenes and mild sexual content throughout the book. For all you grammar nazi's. This is by no means a final draft. There are many errors and I'll get to them. Don't read if you find my grammar shitty. Lmao.

" You are really beautiful Nivi...... oh I am sorry Actually it slipped out accidentally. I heard your mom addressing you as Nivi that's why " when this man sitting in front of me who is handsome and damn hot addressed me as Nivi all those hatred with which I came to meet him blown away. My eyes becomes soft and wet. I quickly put my head down and looked at floor to hide those stupid tears. Siddarth Singh Khurana, most prominent business tycoon of South Asia.Current head of Khurana's business empire. Most eligible bachelor, youngest and successful business man. " I think I can't even imagine any other girl beside me as my bride other than you " his deep husky voice made a tingling sensation all over my body. why this is happening to me? I came to say a no for this marriage whoever he is. I stopped dreaming about my future then why I am having second thoughts now. He remembers me of a person whom I really miss. The way he called my name as Nivi was enough for me to break that stone wall inside my heart. " Nivedita look at me once." I slowly raised my head and met his dark eyeballs. " I promise you I won't let you regret this marriage. I will give all happiness for you. At first it was just a business marriage for me but after meeting you I got admired by your simplicity. please say yes" he looked at me with those hopeful eyes. I didn't say anything but I nod my head as yes and he was overwhelmed by my yes. " Thank you, thank you so much " he held my both hands and said. ................ This was the last happiest conversation I remember which I has with my so called husband who is now laying on his bed and beating out of shit from me. I regret that each and every moment when I agreed for this marriage. I can't even cry loudly to forget this immense pain all over my body because if he heard my sound he might kill me and I can't die like at any cost. I need to survive and I don't know like what I did to this family they are treating me like a shit.

⚠️ CONTENT WARNING ⚠️ Domestic violence, emotional abuse and sexual assault. Violent scenes and violent language. Read with caution! I'm in the middle of an extensive rebrand, editing and rewrite of this story, so details may change while reading or from what you have previously read. I hope that the end product is something that everyone will still enjoy. This book was initially completed in 2014 when I was much younger and didn't know about writing. ______________________________________________ As a little girl, I always imagined that my first love would be so great, and we'd be happy, but instead, mine seems to be turning into a cautionary tale. My name is Grace, and this is the story of my abusive relationship and how I fell in love with a billionaire. (bigger blurb inside) #1 in Beaten FANART, WELCOME AND ENCOURAGED! •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Copyright ©️ Rebecca Lily White 2020

He takes his other hand putting my hair behind my ear. Why is he doing this? He slowly brings his lips to my ear. I can feel his lips barely touching the top of my ear making me suck in a sharp breath. "I like knowing you're scared of me" He whispers. His breath hits my ear and fans out to my neck. I shiver at his words. He stays that way for a moment before sliding his hand down my forearm and slowly pulling his head away. Our bodies still touching, he looks down at me with a smirk on his lips before he lets me go and walks away without another word. ~~~~ He is not the same person anymore. He has secrets. With him in her life, it is just a bittersweet tragedy.

She looked up, tears drenching her dark eyelashes. She sees him in the obsidian shadows of the room. A scream is stuck in her throat, unable to erupt from her mouth. She tries to turn and run, but as she moves her feet and takes a step, muscly arms encircle her waist. She feels her body lift above the ground, and seconds later her back slams against the wall. His fingers dig into her wrists, making her feel a stinging pain shoot up her arms. Her eyes are shut tight. 'Open your eyes'. She keeps them shut. 'Open your eyes, angel'. Her head is twisted to side, wanting to melt into the wall. His broad chest pressed up against every inch of her skin. He slams her against the wall again, making her yelp in pain, 'I SAID OPEN YOUR EYES!' She opens them slowly and looks at his face. She can see his eyes, black pools of emotion. Obsession. Lust. Possessiveness. Desire. Love. Dominance. Angelica Ziva Kareem. A beautiful, young woman, who aspires to complete her degree in Medicine. Her dream? To travel the world, to be free and to help those in need. Gabriel Dominic Rodrigo. Handsome, dark, possessive. Rich and hard working to the world above. Monster to the underworld. His life? What he wants, he gets. And he has his eyes set on little Angelica.