She always wanted to write letters to strangers. She wanted them to be old fashioned, like those messages in bottles or the ones written with inked quills. The anonymity of it all seemed so delightful, the girl would tell them her stories and they would do the same in return. They'd never meet and hear each other's voices but they'd learn many new things together. It was supposed an innocent idea, leaving a letter on a tree for a stranger to see - so why was he so keen on following her?

"Excuse my rude behavior, I hadn't eaten in days. But I believe you and I could make good friends if you allow me to eat here and take whatever I need." A sadistic grin crept the man's ghostly white face. "And what if I don't let you?" The intruder's grin grew even larger. It was purely sinister, maniacal. [Name] cursed at herself for trying to be bold. "Then you and your friend will die." ~ After discovering a corpse near her work place, [Name] finds herself traumatized and obsessed with the murders happening around her town. Had she listened to the logic in the back of her brain and not the other part incapable of letting go of the traumatic incident, maybe fate wouldn't feel so close. But the strange bond she forms with the maniacal serial killer shows that everyone, even monsters, have scars to heal. Highest Ranking: #41 creepypasta !! Cover art is by @shatteredankles on insta !!

DARK ROMANCE! Isabella Noah is a beautiful girl, who just lost her father in a car accident. Her mother had died when she was just 10. Now she's 19 and has to look after her younger siblings. Nobody was hiring her on a job due to no experience. Somehow she became a janitor in one of the top academies and the pay was enough to keep her family alive. Blade Dyson, a 24 years old is one of the baddest boys in that academy. He was ridiculously handsome, but unfortunately was the biggest bully with a charming smile. The situation got worse for Isabella when Blade got to know the janitor who wore a fake beard is actually a beautiful girl working as a male janitor. Things became heated and much more difficult for Isabelle. Explicit! 18+ ⚠️ Erotica

Someone has recently been leaving notes in your room. Who is your stalker, and why are they stalking you? Is it safe to write back?

"I don't care how many times I have to tell you that you are more than enough, that you deserve someone to make you happy and to love you and that I'm so grateful that I'm the one. Or at least I hope I am. But you need to stop thinking the way you do. Just stop it. Drop it. End it. Delete it. Never say it. Never think it. It will only hurt you in the end." he removes his hand from my mouth, his facial expression smoothing after he got things off his chest Skylar thinks of himself as worthless, useless and not likeable and being deaf didn't exactly help with his judgment. But will he change his mind about himself when he meets Nathan? Warning: This story contains BoyxBoy Action and triggering (self-harming) parts. Don't like don't read. You have been'/ will be warned. Love you<3

Killian King; cold, distant, dominant, and possessive over what's his is top dog at school and known as the bad boy, so what happens when Finnick Green, the nerdy shy and socially awkward boy, trips into his life and creates an uproar that leaves his alpha wolf trembling.

Cole's life has never been his. For as long as he could remember, his one job in life was to play the role of a copycat. He's had to pretend to be his older brother as soon as his parents realized the two looked very alike to one another despite not being twins. His birth wasn't planned nor wanted so what better way to make use of an unwanted child than to constantly put their life in danger? He swears his parents had the most fucked up logic he's ever heard of but this is his life and it'd continue to be that way until the day one of his brother's assassins finally succeeded in killing him. Well, that's what he thought until he was kidnapped by the Azure Dragon's group and encountered their boss, Eros. Not caring much about who he was, Cole punched him. Yup, he punched one of the largest mafia groups in the U.S.' boss right in the face. But who knew that one punch would, instead of ending his life, change it? --------------- "I have to pee" I said monotonously to the guard in front of me. I could immediately tell he thought that I was hoping to be led to a bathroom so I can find an escape, but I didn't need a bathroom. The bucket would do just fine. And as expected, that's what was given to me. I had relieved myself a few times in the dingy little thing unfortunately but, rather that than piss myself. "You go in there" he said and I looked down at my tied legs. "How am I supposed to pee with my legs tied?" I said and he looked at me confused. "My dick is small" I said holding up my pinky for emphasis and the guy gave me a disgusted look. "Make it quick" he said gruffly after untying my legs and helped me stand up. "Can you turn around?" I asked as I saw the man was just standing there. "No" he said. Whatever, his nose not mine. [Completed. 125k words]

it will be a secret hehe 😉