Psychological Horror and Slow-burn Dark Romance. 18+ --------------------------- It's been five years since that fateful Friday night. I remember it like it was yesterday. The night I was kidnapped. I was held against my will. Tortured. Starved. Broken apart, piece by piece. All in the name of "curing" me. He didn't just steal my freedom. He rewrote the rules of pain, of fear - and then, somehow, of love. If you'd told me I'd fall for the man who ruined my life, I would've laughed in your face. But reality doesn't always follow logic. He's given me this journal and I'm going to write my story. This is my truth. My confession. My war cry. Because what he did to me deserves to be known. --------------------------- THIS BOOK CONTAINS TRAUMATIC CONTENT! TRIGGER WARNINGS: Kidnapping, assault, systemic abuse, mentions of Domestic Violence and childhood trauma, phobias, blood and gore, body horror, and mental illnesses including severe psychosis. READER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED! --------------------------- Original: 2023-2024 Rewrite: Feb 2025 to Jan 2026 Vaguely inspired by: Fear by Lovelyseok.

Silent chains An Obedient Girl. A Dangerous Man. A Silence Too Loud to Ignore. Aarya has never spoken a word. A twenty one year old Born mute and forbidden by her cruel family to learn sign language, her life has always been quiet - not peaceful, but silenced. Hidden away in an attic, unloved and abused while her stepsister is pampered like royalty, Aarya's only survival tool is obedience. She never questions, never resists... until one night, fate places her in the wrong place at the worst time. She witnesses a brutal murder committed by the city's most feared mafia boss, Luca De Rossi - a twenty eight year old man known for leaving no witnesses alive. But when he finds her cowering in fear, trembling and tear-streaked, he spares her life. Barely. A story of forced proximity, power and vulnerability, slow-burning connection, and a girl who can't speak... but says everything without words. ---

After a devastating war fractures the world, a ruthless city rises from the ruins...Greyheaven, a place ruled not by law, but by power, money, and fear. In this twisted haven of illegal empires and inherited cruelty, Tristan Walker, son of Greyheaven's most powerful businessman and its unseen dictator, is bound by a dark family tradition: he must claim a doll, a girl owned, not loved, before marriage. Isolde is torn from her family, stripped of her past, and delivered into Greyheaven's shadows. Isolated, broken, and powerless, she becomes the one fate assigns to Tristan. In a world where people are possessions and mercy is weakness, ownership is mistaken for destiny and survival comes at a brutal cost. Love that fits the world is lived. Love that defies it is remembered. ▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎ He forces my wrists up and wide, tying them to rusted pipes overhead in a cruel Y-shape, arms stretched taut, body yanked open and vulnerable. My legs kick frantically, trying to clamp shut, but he kicks them apart, binding ankles to stakes in the floor. Spread eagle, helpless, the dress rides up, exposing everything. "Please! Untie me...I'll be good, I promise!" I beg, innocent eyes wide with terror, body arching off the mattress in pure resistance, hips bucking, back bowing to escape the exposure, core clenching to hide my most private place. He stuffs a rag in my mouth, tasting of oil and grim

I don't know what I'm feeling or why I'm feeling No.....no.....no I know what I'm feeling. And there is no place for WHY Because whatever it is, I just feel for him.....for my husband My heart just replaced every what, why and when with the only feeling I just have for him, and that is " My love" Alexander, a cold arrogant billionaire businessman of America were forced to marry Roseline, a beautiful innocent curvy girl who belongs to a middle class family who was his parents choice. He didn't had any choice but agree Will he accept her in his life? to be his wife? Or will he do something that he will regret later? A fusion of Hearbreak, Love and Romance is awaiting for you to witness with twist and turns....... Best Rankings 25/8/20 #1 in confusion (from a long time) #1 in down-to-earth ( from a long time) #1 in roseline (from a long time) #1 in forgiveness out of 12.9k (13/12/20) #5 in curvy (19/9/20) #5 in pregnancy out if 35.2k stories (2/10/20) #3 out of 3.4 k stories in Character development (3/10/20) #2 in vulnerable (1/11/20) #6 out of 5.73 k in conspiracy (4/10/20) #7 out of 4.07 k in regrets (30/9/20) #13 in innocentgirl (30/10/20) #56 in lovetriangle out of 40k stories (30/9/20) #29 in misunderstandings out of 6.85k (4/9/20) #39 out of 40.1k emotional (4/10/20) #24 out of 4.91 k stories in caring(31/8/20) #130 in hurt out of 80.9k stories (11/10/20) Press read button to know further (NOT EDITED) _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ ALEXANDER and ROSELINE are starting their journey. Why don't you guys join them in this journey and find out what they are going to go through. There might be mature language. ©️ COPYRIGHTS RESERVED ⚠️My book is not allowed to reproduce in any manner

Alizeh- Hate is an extreme form of obsession. The boy in my dreams also haunted my worst nightmares. They say he is a beautiful angry god. But to me? He was my childhood tormentor, my destruction and my biggest addiction. Our story wasn't a fairy tale, it was a witch tale. Wicked, Real and Painful. Zohravar- Ten years ago, she barged into my life unannounced, turning everything upside down. I hated her. I craved her. Like a tornado, shocking, violent and so powerful it could rip my soul out of my mouth. She was mine. Always. Whenever. Forever. The problem was, she didn't know it. This story has dark themes that will make you make you shiver with discomfort, so viewer discretion is advised.

"Use your words doll I want to hear that sweet voice of yours" He said gripping my jaw even more tightly. I was sure that this will leave marks on my face. "Yeah... I understand..." "And what do you exactly understand doll. We wanna hear don't we" He said while turning and looking at his friends who nodded agreeing to Blake like the puppets they were. "I...I won't..talk...to..him" "Good girl " He said letting go my jaw and kissing my forehead. This guy was so sick Caution: self harm | abusive words |

#1 werewolf #1 teenfiction "That night meant nothing to me Olivia." "You were just like another girl to me." He smirked, "and you KNOW how I do girls. I lure them," he took a crumpled paper in his hands and softly straightened it, "I fuck them. HARD." He tore the paper off in pieces, "and then, I throw them out of my life," he concluded, crushing the paper into a ball and throwing it with a perfect shot in the bin. I looked up at him in shock, anger and heartbreak. "You actually thought I got jealous!" He scoffed. Out of nowhere he threw me against the wall and I gasped as his arm pressed by my sides and he trapped me. "ALSO, DON'T YOU DARE CALL ME YOUR MATE AGAIN!" he growled, I breathed heavily as fear started crawling in. Tears flowed down my face. I struggled to breathe. "I NEVER wanted a mate. Especially not like you." He gave me a glare as if the mere sight of me disgusted him. "Who would want a mate like you anyways, huh? You're ugly, nerdy, clingy, way-too-innocent and being with you will DESTROY my social reputation." Listening to those words shattered my Wolf and she howled in pain. I gasped, trying to get some air but he pressed me against the wall harder. "Look at you," he chuckled, "So pathetic. You're not even able to defend yourself. Moon goddess made a mistake mating you with me. I will correct it ." "I won't reject you," he said, "oh no no. Rejection is easy. I will TORTURE you. I will sleep with other girls, I will flirt with them in front of your eyes and I will watch you and your wolf die everyday. I will break you to the limit where you won't ever be able to come back. And then, I will leave you to rot." "One last thing. Don't you DARE tell anyone that we are mates. Are we clear?" I nodded frantically, my heart clenching till where it was unbearable. He let out a dark chuckle and released me,"Good girl." I collapsed on the floor and almost passed out from the lack of air in my lungs. He just walked away & left me there to rot.

❌*MATURE CONTENT*❌ WARNING: This book holds Graphic sexual content Non-consensual sex Violence Trigger content . 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑖𝑓𝑢𝑙, 𝑑𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑠𝑜 𝑚𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑖𝑛𝑛𝑜𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑎𝑖𝑟 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑜𝑤 ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑟𝑢𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑠𝑚𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑜𝑡 𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑖𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑡 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑝𝑖𝑒𝑐𝑒𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑏𝑎𝑑𝑙𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑖𝑡 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑗𝑜𝑖𝑛, 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑟, 𝑁𝐸𝑉𝐸𝑅 𝐵𝐸 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝑆𝐴𝑀𝐸 𝐴𝐺𝐴𝐼𝑁. 𝐻𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑢𝑝 𝑤𝑎𝑦. 𝐻𝑒 𝑢𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑠𝑚𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟, 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟, 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑘𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑝𝑖𝑒𝑐𝑒 𝑏𝑦 𝑝𝑖𝑒𝑐𝑒.𝐻𝑒 𝑁𝐸𝑉𝐸𝑅 𝑘𝑛𝑒𝑤 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝐻𝐸 𝑊𝐴𝑆 𝐵𝑅𝐸𝐴𝐾𝐼𝑁𝐺 𝐻𝐸𝑅. 𝑊𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑎 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑦 𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔? PLAGIARISM IS STRICTLY PROHIBITED 🚫 All the characters are FICTIONAL including the story itself.

[18+] A Lycan's favourite meal is a fresh virgin mortal. If you dare visit the Onyx Lycan Nightclub in Dire Wolf City, it's just a matter of time before you fall to a Lycan's deadly wolf charm. Contract to Entry: Onyx Requirements. No panties, dispose of them at the front. Swallowing isn't optional. If you die it's not our fucking fault. Signed, Lycans of Dire Wolf City. Your signature, blank space. WARNING: HEAVY ADULT CONTENT HORROR-ROMANCE EROTICA

"Now, are you ready to marry me?" he asked in his stern voice. " P-please I don-don't want t-to m-marry. P-please lea-leave me. I want to go h-home." I begged. After listening my reply, his eyes became dark instantly and fury enveloped him. He fisted my hair and pulled it with such a great force that a sharp cry resonated in a room, only that cry came from me. " P-please lea-leave, its hurt-hurting." I said with fear lacing in my eyes in between my heavy breaths and sobs. "You girl !! I was going so much easy on you, but you dared to defy me again and again. Firstly, at our first meeting in your house and then you ran away on the day of our wedding, clearly defying me showing you got some guts. Even then I showed some mercy on you last night but not now. I have to do something that you dared not to defy me ever AGAIN." He shouted in the last, making me flinched and now, I am having no idea what he is intended to do with me. _______________________ Ayat, age 20, didn't realised when her life turned out from bad to worst until a person with a mask of a devil entered her life. She was innocent, pure, timid, submissive, obedient and moreover a loving and kind hearted girl. But her life becomes a hell when she became a target of a revenge by the devil. Rehman, a rich business man with a devilish aura entered Ayat's life with one aim to ruin her life. With a manipulative and calculative mind, and temptation of a revenge coursing in his veins, he was hell bent to ruin that girl's life who became a sole reason of his misery at one time of his life. And what more be better than to cage her forever in his prison in a name of marriage? A marriage happened forcefully. But does revenge only all about mattered in his life? Would love ever bloom between them? Or a hatred burning in his heart would be enough to ruin the chance of bright future he could have with a kind hearted sweet Ayat? WARNING:- This story is going to be dark. Abusive content. Be aware..!!