​dark Stories

There is no love, no love, only hatred, love means zero to me and I am the villain here and no one else is the hero.​Message to readers: Please think several times before reading this story, perhaps this story can shake the balance in your mind. Psychological Thriller ​Dark Romance (Zero Love) ​Mind Manipulation ​Mystery & Suspense ​NYPD Detective ​Serial Killer ​Billionaire / Elite Fiction

Welcome to Bay Brooks Avenue: Hollywood's Most Dangerous Pastel Paradise ​Finding the big, candy-colored house on Bay Brooks Avenue takes skill: hit one left, take a second left, cut a third, and take a fourth. Right there on the corner sits the prettiest mansion on the block, painted in pristine pastels with freshly trimmed flowerbeds. But beneath the bright sunshine and manicured porch railings lies absolute neighborhood chaos. ​Living under one roof is a family unlike anything Hollywood has ever seen. You've got Big Bo, a seven-foot-tall purple felt muscle-man who gets stuck in doorway frames, Dips, whose glitchy belly screen blares daytime soap operas mid-argument, and Barnaby, an overly friendly magenta creature who keeps trying to hug rival shot-callers. Ruling the entire roost with an iron fist, house slippers, and a loaded .38 in her purse is MawMaw Wanda, a matriarch who cares far more about bullet holes scuffing her porch trim than the drive-bys causing them. ​When rival crews try to take over the dead-end maze of Bay Brooks, bullets start flying, lowriders screech down the avenue, and chaos erupts. Enter the upper-block elite: Monique, Tasha, and their crew of runway-ready enforcers who can dodge crossfire in four-inch stilettos without disturbing a single edge. Combining high-fashion attitude, wild comedic shootouts, and oversized cartoon absurdities, the family must lock down their colorful fortress before MawMaw loses her patience-and her prize-winning dinner.

A story about the paralyzing weight of sudden loss, and the dangerous, obsessive lengths a person will go to when the rules of life and death no longer make sense.

​"Until the end of time " is a dark romance thriller about a vengeful hacker, Elara, who accidentally links minds with her target, a captive time-mage named Kaelen. Trapped in a shared consciousness, they must work together to survive and take down the powerful corporation that controls them both. As Elara's hatred turns to a dangerous obsession, their deadly mission becomes a fight for love and freedom against a world that wants to own them.

Trapped in the cold glow of a screen, one man faces a violent inner war between guilt and lust. A raw, haunting night that pushes a broken soul to the edge of madness-and toward a desperate search for redemption before dawn.

In the dark high school romance, Leo is a popular jock with a secret, obsessive jealousy for his rival, Maya, who is dating someone else. Convinced he is the only one who truly understands her, Leo kidnaps her and holds her captive in a remote cabin. As a terrifying game of cat and mouse begins, Maya is trapped in a gilded cage. She must navigate her fear and confusion as Leo's obsessive care blurs the lines between captor and savior, leading to a chilling and dangerous connection.

​In Elias Thorne lives a quiet life in Seattle, or at least, he tries to. He sees a man in the mirror every morning-kind, ordinary, and human. But outside his door, the world reacts with a terror he cannot understand. ​When he shows his ID, they scream. When he pleads for help, they draw their guns. Caught in a world where his reflection is his only ally and everyone else's eyes are his enemy, Elias must find out why the truth is a matter of perspective. ​In a world of monsters, who can you trust when you can't even trust your own shadow?

The Tri-Holiday Massacre Series ​Carve the pumpkin. Stuff the bird. Trim the tree. Happy multi-holiday massacre, you clueless mortals... watch the dark. ​When Harrington's Emporium launches its infamous "Tri-Season Extravaganza"-cramming Halloween clearance, Thanksgiving banquet displays, and towering Christmas trees into one chaotic retail showroom-the locals of Hallowvale expect nothing more than aggressive holiday sales. But when an ancient harvest curse is unearthed during the store's overnight renovation, the blood-soaked spirit binds itself to the store's towering animatronic mascot, turning festive cheer into a brutal slaughterhouse. ​As a sudden mountain blizzard slams the region, killing the power and sealing the automated steel shutters, a skeleton crew of employees and trapped shoppers find themselves locked inside a retail labyrinth with a merciless killer. Armed with candy-cane scythes, razor-sharp carving shears, and high-voltage light strands, the Festive Fiend stalks the aisles, turning the victims into gruesome holiday centerpieces. ​Cut off from the outside world with the clock ticking toward midnight, the surviving group must navigate through three distinct zones of holiday nightmare. To make it out alive, they'll have to use every seasonal display and weaponized ornament in sight before they become the final sacrifice under the bleeding tree.

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