Highest ranking #1 as on 4th July 2017 "Tell me you are mine" the cold, sharp, merciless blade tried to force me into submission. Into HIS submission. I am not a property that anyone can own. "I-I am yours". Green is supposed to be my favorite color but as I look into his green merciless eyes I feel nothing but fear. "Good girl. Now, we don't want your dear ones hurt, do we?" **** Where do you see yourself in three years? Two? One? What gives you the certainty that there will be one at all? In a world where most people dream and everything is normal, how would it feel to not know what normal is? Life is never easy, and it won't ever be. It's harder when you have demons of your past and devils in your present to fight against. No one wants to lose, but how long can you keep yourself stable? Only the strong and brave survives in the race. Is she strong and brave? Triggers are present.

"Please, please let me go. I beg of you!" I pleaded with the unknown voice. "Now you know I can't do that." The voice said, it's robotic sound angered me. "W-why?" Tears wouldn't stop sliding down my face. "Because you're the key to my happiness." [There are a lot of chapters, but they're all short.]

Chloe ran away from home as a young adult to Los Angeles. She works at a family diner and lives a perfectly normal life. Until she noticed something. A follower. A stalker. No matter where she is he will always find her.

"I told you I was going to get you. You can't run away from me Princess." he says with a tight grip on my shoulders that were pinned to the wall. "F*ck you ! You're crazy. I thought you were a better person but you're just a crazy as* psycho!. LET GO OF ME!!!." I yell. "I'd watch my mouth baby girl. We don't want another incident..." he says with a smirk pointing his gun at the dead body that laid on the cold floor. My eyes water and my expression saddens . He chuckles. "Babe... If you don't give me a reason to punish then I won't. We will only have fun..." His hand slowly slides under my shirt and grips my waist hard. The bastard then starts to kiss my neck. I try to move and scream but I stop when I feel the gun pressed between us and him whispering " Shhhhhhhhhhhh..........." ----------------------------------------------------- this is my first book, please ignore the mistakes and support me a little. Ty!

He hurries up to me, gently turning me back around so I'm facing him. "How can I change? How can I make things better?" His hands are wrapped firmly around my upper arms and his face is only a few inches from mine, his minty breath sends chills down me. I close my eyes for a moment, taking deep breaths and thinking about what to say. He moves one of his hands down my arm, tracing his fingers over my skin softly and intertwining his fingers with mine. "Please," he whispers, "tell me." He places his forehead on mine, my eyes flutter open and I'm staring into his sparkling blue ones. "I want to be with you, I want to hold you again, I want to feel your arms around me, your lips on mine. I want to play with your hair while we watch movies, and laugh when you jump at the scary parts. I want to be with you." "You wont change," I squeaked, looking away from his face and stepping away from him, forcing his arms down. I can't look at him anymore, his longing face, the way he holds me so gently. I can't risk actually slipping, can't let him hold me, can't let him long for me. All I want is for him to hate me, to leave my family and friends alone. He did kill most of them already... I can't stand it anymore. I think I might break.