《 "You're a woman without a voice, Briony," he whispers against my lips. "Let me be the throat through which you scream." 》 Briony Strait Sex, masturbation, erotic thoughts. I was taught these things were shameful. Sinful. Vile. Girls like me aren't promiscuous. We look down on those who are. We're proper. Pure. Innocent. But the more I see of the masked man lurking in the shadows of the night, the more evidence of his sick obsession of me, the more my lustful imagination runs wild. I wanted sin. And I wanted it with him. Aero is my stalker. He's like the air around him. Vanishing whenever he pleases. Showing up to surprise me when I least expect it to pleasure me in ways unimaginable. He only has two rules for me: Give myself over to my hidden desires. Never find out who he is. What he doesn't realize is he's creating a monster. One with the same insatiable hunger for the sickest form of toxic love. THAT SIK LUV

*Mature Content* "You're mine," he growls, his grip on me tightening. "And I always get what I want." +++ One day, the Immortal Sin named Cian admitted himself into a mental care facility. Six years before Amolet started working there. With hope to finally have independence, Amolet took the job without thinking much of it. That is until she meets the self-admitted patient, with unspeakable powers, shrouded in darkness and mystery. When he refuses to speak to her, her curiosity only peaks, her desire to get to know this sinfully perfect man too hard to walk away from. But the deeper she digs, the more of his past she discovers, piecing together a sinister reality. But it's a reality she can't escape from, as she's tied to him in ways she couldn't have ever predicted.

"You don't get to do this. You can't do this", Charlotte stood her ground. She held back a sob. She was scared. Hell, she was terrified. But she didn't show it. He didn't deserve her fear. He didn't deserve anything. Gabriel chuckles, "Fucking watch me" ***** Charlotte Selene is a flight risk. Has been since she was 10. It was the first time she ran away from her foster home. Unfortunately, she always got caught and dragged back. Until one day she wasn't. Gabriel Ricci is dangerous. Powerful. He's a psychopath. A sociopath. A sadist. He's brilliant, which makes him that much more terrifying. He has got New York in the palm of his tatted hand. And he gets whatever the fuck he wants. *****

He was her rock, her best friend, her first love. He became her worst nightmare, her tormentor, her captor She was his everything. His obsession. Their story should have ended with that court case, but he's found a way back to her, and he won't give her another opportunity to escape. Not this time. ------------------------------------------- Shivering, I sobbed out, unable to speak, unable to move. "Shh, shh, now baby-girl, it's alright, you're safe, don't cry" he soothed, moving closer to me. "N-Noah, I w-want to go home," I sobbed, feeling weak from my inability to talk without stuttering. A gasp left my parted lips as his hand forcefully connected with my cheek, "You are home, so I don't want to hear that crap from you, okay?" shaking, I looked down at my feet, his gaze too menacing to hold. "I said, do you understand" he spit through clenched teeth, "y-yes, I'm sorry" I whispered, a new wave of tears making their appearance. "Good girl, now I need you to keep being a good girl, okay?" nodding, my eyes met his dark ones. His form towered over me, making me feel small and irrelevant. "Words, Embry!" He demanded as I stuttered out a quiet yes. I studied him cautiously as he walked towards the far end of the room, shuffling through drawers before stalking back towards me and crouching down. I sucked in a breath as I saw the knife in his hand, his face held a mischievous grin as it glinted in the light. "Now baby-girl, you see, as much as I hate to, you need to be punished, do you know why?" Warning! This story is for mature audience, it contains strong language, abuse, mature themes and sensitive topics. Please enjoy, -Aphrodite.

18 year old Violet has a decent life. Great friends loving parents and a good paying job until everything goes to hell. She gets kidnapped by loyal subject of the Vampire King of course she later gets sold to him

"I WILL possess you in every sense of the word and make no mistake, Princess, you WILL submit to me." Autumn Bloom is a senior in high school and after a life of moving from place to place due to her mother's job, she is ready to finish off her year in a big school where she won't stand out too much. She is mostly ignored, but unluckily for her, she is not ignored by the one person she would most benefit being not noticed by. Stone Jameson, the student council president. Don't let his "good guy" position fool you, he is a powerful person with means to acquire whatever or whoever he wants. And he wants to own Autumn.

"You know I can't let you go, right?" The man asked, voice gentler than I was expecting it to be. I looked up and he was staring right at me, eyes uncharacteristically kind. I nod slowly, whispering, "Go ahead." ~~~ Ava Williams is just trying to live a normal life, leaving her past behind her. She moves to a new city, starts a new job and everything is boring and mundane which is what she's been craving. Then one night it all changes when she meets Jaime Santoro, a dangerous man involved in a dangerous business. Her life is flipped upside down as she is swept up into his world.

18+ "Don't come near me." Erin sobbed. Her arms shakily held up a gun as she took steps away from her captor. "I will shoot." Her captor stood in front of her, a look of amusement on his face as he raised his hands in fake surrender. "I want you to let me go." Erin said, raising her chin and attempting to give an aire of confidence, "Call off your security, let them go home. Let me go home." The confidence was short lived as Erin felt the tears fall down her face and drip down from her chin. Two years she had been here. Two years away from her family and the life she once knew. Two years of abuse from her captor. "Now now kitty, you know I won't do that. So be a good little girl and put down the gun." The man took two steps towards her. Erin fumbled with the gun before clicking off the safety. She had never held a gun before, much less used one, but she had seen him handle one so often she felt like an expert. "I am not yours! You can't keep me forever." Erin watched in slow motion as her captor reached out for the gun, ripping it from her grip. A hand pulled at her hair, as she screamed in pain and frustration. Before she knew it she was in the steel grip of her captor, an all too familiar situation. "You are mine. You will always be mine, and I will fuck you every second of every day until you get that through your pretty little head." ________ Erin once had dreams of University, first loves and creating the perfect family. Now Erin dreamed of freedom.

"You should not do that, beautiful. He can never touch you anymore. Not now, not ever," He whispers in my ears as I'm shivering to the point I can't say a word. Too afraid that I will make him mad, too scared that he will hurt me just to make me love him back. He caresses my cheeks with his cold touch. Mum shall never know who is the real him, even his brother can't do anything. He is more obsessive than he was.