"fuck me," said the monster. _______________________ A psychopath, a person with a mask of sanity. Someone who blends in. Unlike their sociopathic counterparts, psychopathic criminals are cool, calm, and meticulous; making psychopathy the most dangerous of all antisocial personality disorders. Though there's something about them, something emotionally intriguing and intellectually engaging that draws us in, making us apart of their sick mind games. Maybe that's why FBI agent, Ella Grant, can't get away from the misunderstood monster... _______________________ WARNING: GRAPHIC MATERIAL AND POTENTIALLY TRIGGERING CONTENT, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK (18+) note: inspired by hannibal i use poems and quotes; they belong to their rightful owners cover was made by Fracture :) the psychopath hides, a wolf amongst the sheep.

❝I hurt people; especially pretty girls like you ❞ In which an innocent but broken girl foxtrots with insanity. And the music only stops when a demented man says so. ➳ Criminal psychology student Tahlia Meyers finds her world in disarray after being assigned to observe an infamous serial killer, who in turn, takes an uncanny interest in the girl. [ © Cluelessdaddy 2017] •Featured in Mystery• •#2 in Mystery-Thriller•

•Highest Rank #1 in Disturbing; Highest Rank #1 in Catcher • For the longest time I did not see his face. He was an enigma. I think that was the most terrifying part; trying to guess what he would do next. Because of his veiled identity there were fleeting moments I forgot he was even human - a living, breathing, person. It really scares me to think about what people are capable of doing in the consuming mindset of misguided obsession. ______

❝Tell me a story, love.❞ In which, a slave girl tells a bloodthirsty king a story in exchange for her life. [07.15.16] all rights reserved ©2016

𝘏𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘬; #2 𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳 - #1 - 𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦. After the tragic death of both parents, Sutton and Jaime are sent to live with their aunt in Emmett for a fresh new start. But things take a dark turn for the worse when Sutton unknowingly attracts the attention of five boys who want to play a killer game of cat and mouse. !WARNING! This story contains aberrant behavior, bloody and grisly details, strong sexuality and depictions of sexual assault, adult language and drug use.

In a ransom deal gone terribly wrong, Florence Blackmore is swept away from her home in the Victorian countryside and made to test her darkest limits. Fighting to maintain her dignity and avoid the harsh punishment of her captors, Florence must barter for her life while her hope for freedom dwindles. Stuck in a different sort of cage is Isabel Coleman, a new bride to an unhappy marriage who is determined to buy her own escape by disguising herself as a maid in the home of a wealthy -- and handsome -- aristocrat. As her secrets threaten to catch up with her, Isabel learns that choosing her own destiny comes with consequences. ~~~ I always thought that I would be resilient in the face of danger, that some instinct inside of me would claw its way to the surface and the fighter within me would reveal itself. But danger doesn't uncover any hidden strength or innate bravery. It strips away the rational parts of you, the things that you always associated with your core being, like courage and pride and kindness. And once all those extraneous pieces are discarded, you are left as a frightened, quivering animal and nothing more. Maybe people who do terrible things are able to do so because they were never under the impression that they were anything more than animals. Maybe he and I aren't so different. Maybe in the moments when he slips beneath my blankets we are reduced to our most basic natures---his, a monster, and mine, a coward. Warning: this story contains sexual and violent content that may be offensive to some readers. Read at your own risk, and check out the trigger warning page for more details. Enjoy :)

So how do you meet a killer, or in my case, a serial killer? You would think that I would meet him in a darkened alleyway, or perhaps on a hike through the forest as I unwillingly stumbled upon his bloody dumping grounds. That would make for an adrenaline-filled start to our story, our dance of death, but that's not how it happened at all. No, I met my killer where a lot of people meet these days. And no it wasn't on tinder or with any of those other damned dating apps. He wasn't that kind of serial killer. No, I met him at the local grocery store, I met him at my place of work. Just my luck right? Some would call it destiny, but in all honesty it was all just a throw of a dice, and a late night shift at work that needed to be filled. Warning: This twisted story is not intended for a younger audience. It will contain violence, sex, foul language, death, mind games, and so on. Stop reading if you are easily triggered by such things.

A Dark Fantasy brought to life. Jamie Anne Byrd was keeping a secret from her family and friends. Although she was a virgin, she had a dark fantasy. One that she had shared with a community of other authors and readers. She had protected her identity. She had taken all the precautions, but it hadn't stopped Alex from discovering her secret. Alexander Graham Strider was fixated on Jamie. Interest had quickly spiraled into stalking, obsession, and eventually abduction. A carefully thought out plan leaves Jamie with little chance of escape. The clock is ticking. A dangerous game of intellect and obsession may cause Jamie to lose everything she holds precious. ~~~~~~~~ You Stole My Darkest Fantasy has been revamped and reimagined. After a long break from Wattpad, I'm ready to breathe life back into this story! Keep an eye out for "Stealing Her" which is the companion book from Alex's point of view! - Adeline Pierce

((previously named Mr. Scream's House of Horrors)) One minute, there was nothing - the next, they were all you could see. Entranced by a world full of mystery and horror, Isla Callahan becomes Baby Doll, the final piece to Mr. Scream's collection of Creepy Girls.

For so long, Guinevere West had been Blake Ivy's 'Iris.' His play thing. Nothing but a woman he could torment and manipulate when he felt like it. Then came her. Ophelia. His Rose. And suddenly, Gwen was more than just his pet. But Ophelia escaped. And Gwen was left behind. Now, Ophelia is left with the broken remnants of her sanity and Gwen is stuck in the same hell she had always been in. Except this time, the world is watching. And her freedom hangs in the balance. ~ ~ ~ "You want this," he said. "You want me to want you. Don't you, Iris?" I sucked in a breath and shook my head. He smirked. "Liar," he whispered. ☆ Black Rose book 2