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Emmy's life is going just as she'd planned: She's living in her own apartment, dancing every day and is just leaps away from being named her company's next Prima ballerina. And she's only 17. But all of Emmy's plans come to a screeching halt when the FBI shows up at her door to let her know that she's being stalked by a serial killer. Suddenly, the safe, insulated world she created for herself is riddled with violence, fear...and a growing pile of dead bodies. At first Emmy wants nothing more than to forget her chilling new reality - but her admirer isn't finished with her yet, and before she knows it, Emmy's stuck in a nightmare she can't dance her way out of. Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains detailed scenes of murder, rape, torture, sex and stalking, which may be triggering for some readers. [[word count: 80,000-90,000 words]]

"Your father's hand was just a warning," he whispered, his voice cold as ice. "The next bullet goes in his head. So, tell me, Priya... will you marry me?" He killed a man for talking to me. He shattered my father's hand for saying no. To save my family, I agreed to marry the monster. But my "yes" was a lie. I'm using this year to plan my escape. If he finds out, we're all dead. This is a story of terrifying obsession, fierce family love, and one girl's desperate fight for freedom.

🔥 To Love a Villain 🔥 "Three hearts crave him. One wants to save him. One wants to own him. One wants to break him. But what if the villain doesn't want to be loved at all?" --- Kim Han-Jae died a hero... and woke up as a villain. Transmigrated into a BL novel as Eun Ha-Jin, the manipulative antagonist destined for a bloody end, Han-Jae wants nothing to do with the story's tragic romance. His solution? - Fake amnesia - Ditch the leads - Transfer colleges - And maybe set the plot on fire 🔥 But Ha-Jin underestimated how unhinged the characters really are. Min Jae-Won, the ice-cold heir, doesn't take rejection well. Kim Hyun-Woo, the golden boy, is done pretending to be innocent. And Seo Do-Yun? The newest player on the board is a soft-spoken genius... with a God complex and a collar in his pocket. Ha-Jin wanted to escape fate. Now he's tied up, hunted down, and losing control-not just of the story, but of himself. And worst of all? A part of him likes it. --- Teaser Quote: "You keep running," Jae-Won whispered, lips brushing Ha-Jin's ear. "But you were made to be caught." "Let me go," Ha-Jin hissed. "No," Hyun-Woo said behind him, his voice a low growl. "You're ours now." And in the shadows, Do-Yun smiled. "Then let's play."

"I only wanted to watch the story unfold... not become part of it." One morning, I awoke not as myself, but as a minor side character in my favorite novel-the quiet daughter of a Count destined to fade into the background. My plan was simple: stay out of trouble and enjoy the view as the heroine and her destined lover blossomed before my eyes. But fate had other ideas. The cold, dangerous Crown Prince-the very villain fated to bring chaos-set his sights on me. Now, instead of peacefully watching the love story I once adored, I find myself trapped in a dangerous game of obsession, desire, and a future that was never written in the book.

Ira Verma never imagined her new job would land her inside the cold, echoing walls of the Rathore estate-a mansion guarded by silence, secrets, and the brooding presence of the man she's been hired to care for. Devraj Singh Rathore, heir to one of the most powerful families in India, is feared by many and understood by none. Bound to a wheelchair after a brutal attack, he shows no emotion, no warmth... and certainly no interest in the woman tending to him. At least, that's what Ira believes. What she doesn't know is that behind his still gaze lies a storm-dark, obsessive, and dangerously fixated on her. He watches when she's not looking, collects pieces of her she never gave, and burns with jealousy every time his younger brother dares to flirt with her. But Ira has a life outside this mansion. A fiancé her family chose. A future she thought she wanted. Devraj is done pretending. And when obsession begins to crack through restraint, Ira must face a chilling truth: You can only run so far... when the one who craves you is already inside your world.

Vivien never thought her favorite mafia novel would become her prison-until she woke up inside it, trapped as the villainess fiancée who was supposed to die. She wasn't the heroine. She was the cruel woman who tormented Alina, the girl sold to Dante Moretti. A woman hated by everyone... and killed by the man she was promised to. But Vivien remembers every page. Every betrayal. Every heartbeat before her death. Determined to rewrite her fate, she avoids Dante and Alina, hoping to stay invisible. Only Dante doesn't look away. His icy gaze follows her like a predator's hunt. The cold, ruthless mafia king becomes dangerously obsessed-with Vivien She was never meant to be loved. Now she's his only desire. And in his world, obsession never lets go. At this point she wasn't running from the plot But his obsession.. ⚠️I claim this book is mine. If u didn't liked the storyline then please don't read. Don't be rude. Thank you⚠️

It was exactly 11:00 PM, the time Isla always flipped her "Closed" sign and turned off the lights in Wild Bloom, her small flower shop tucked between forgotten alleyways and whispering city shadows. But that night, as her hand reached for the light switch, the bell above the door chimed-sharp, urgent. He stumbled in like a ghost, blood dripping down the side of his face, staining the pale tiles beneath him. Dressed in black, with eyes colder than winter storms, the stranger looked like sin wrapped in silk. "Ten thousand roses," he rasped. She blinked. "Excuse me?" "Red," he added, swaying. "All red." Then he collapsed. Panic clawed at her throat, but her heart-too kind for this world-moved faster. Isla locked every door, drew every curtain, and pulled him behind the counter. Hands trembling, she cleaned the wound on his head, placed ice on his temple, and whispered comforting nonsense until the man stopped flinching in his sleep. That night, she didn't go home. She curled up on the shop floor beside him, lulled to sleep by the scent of roses and danger. But by sunrise, he was gone. No note. No name. Nothing... except a single red rose in a water glass on the counter. The next day-another rose. Then another. And another. Day after day, always at opening, never seen, never explained. A love letter written in thorns. Will she ever see the bloodstained stranger again? Or was he just a dream wrapped in petals... and gunpowder? !!UPDATE DAILY!!

Seven years ago, all he wanted was to paint in peace. Now? He's the center of a dangerously handsome harem-each man more possessive, seductive, and emotionally unhinged than the last. Once an ordinary artist, Ash's life took a wild turn after a fateful accident. What began with kind smiles and innocent moments spiraled into a whirlwind of obsession, passion, and chaotic love. Now a world-renowned artist living in hiding, he spends his days painting masterpieces and his nights... surviving the bed politics of his overprotective husbands. Each one is a public figure-idol, chef, racer, doctor, hacker-but in the privacy of their shared home, they reveal sides the world has never seen: soft, dark, jealous, and utterly devoted. He never meant to build a harem. He just couldn't say no. And now it's too late to run. Filled with steamy chaos, unexpected tenderness, and laugh-out-loud moments, I Made a Harem is a reverse-harem BL novel where one soft-hearted artist tries (and fails) to escape the love he never asked for-but secretly adores. So how did he manage it?

When a mysterious killer started wiping out the city's prettiest, meanest, most scandalous girls, Eleo thinks she's safe. She's none of those things. She's just a clumsy, overworked college student with zero dating experience. That is, until she does something spectacularly dumb that inevitably put her in his path. Now, instead of living her quiet, peaceful life, she's dealing with: • ‌A ridiculously good-looking serial killer who won't leave her alone. • ‌Death threats that sound suspiciously flirty. And, Eleo's got two options: 1. Find out who the killer is before he "accidentally" falls in love with her. 2. Die. ...And dying sounds 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 inconvenient. 🚨 Not a tutorial. Do NOT attempt.

When Shreya's brother's wedding brings laughter, colors, and celebration into her home, she never expects danger to walk through the same doors. But the night she falls-quite literally-into the arms of Rudra, her world changes forever. Rudra isn't just a guest. He's the ruthless mafia king her family owes a debt to. Cold, powerful, and feared by all-except by the girl who dares to look into his eyes. For Rudra, it was obsession at first sight. For Shreya, it was the beginning of her ruin. Now, bound by a debt her family cannot repay, she is caught in a dangerous dance between fear and desire, innocence and obsession, light and shadow. And Rudra will stop at nothing to claim what fate has placed in his arms. Because in his world, love isn't gentle-it's Junoon

𝙸𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑, 𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚑𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚝 𝚋𝚘𝚢 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔. Hᴇ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴋɴᴇᴡ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴡᴀs. Hɪs ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴡᴀs ᴀɴ ᴀᴅᴅɪᴄᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪs ғᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ᴡᴀs... ɴᴏᴛ ᴀᴠᴀɪʟᴀʙʟᴇ. Hᴏᴡᴇᴠᴇʀ, ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴀ ʀᴀʏ ᴏғ sᴜɴsʜɪɴᴇ ᴇɴᴛᴇʀs ʜɪs ʟɪғᴇ, ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʜᴇ ʜᴀs ᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴋɴᴏᴡɴ sᴛᴀʀᴛs ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ ᴄʟᴇᴀʀᴇʀ. Bᴜᴛ, ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴍᴀɴʏ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ sɴᴜғғ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʟɪɢʜᴛ. Hᴇ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ sᴜʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴs. Hello, welcome to Star✩! I have started writing yet another book, and I first need your opinion if I should continue, or not. So please, tell me what you think, it really helps! Enjoy this little greek boy being very intrigued by you.

"Let's complete our marriage now" Wa-Wait, he doesn't mean.... "SEX!?" I accidentally screamed out loud Oh no.... [ A story about a 16 year old orphan reincarnated into a novel as a character who dies in on the first page. ] ~Full Description Inside~

(Yandere!princes x reader) When (Y/N) finally returns to Earth, she expects to find a rebuilt world where her people can thrive. Little does she know, five princes are ready to do anything to get her, even kill and hurt her people. Where love is religion and mistakes lead to death, can (Y/N) really escape with her people? Or is she too far gone?

Moriana Allisson. A female side character who loves to befriend and follow the heroine wherever she goes enough to die for her sake. She simply took the sword in the heroine's stead. "If meeting death is the only way to be your friend, then I swear eternal friendship with you." After re-reading the novel for the 21st time, I realized that I only took her role for granted and got too focused with the romantic scenes. When I read her line, I was touched. No one in my life would be that desperate to be my friend. After that one moment, I cried my heart out all night and drifted off to sleep. .. I know that I pitied Moriana and wished that if I were her, I would live her life differently. But.. Why!? Why do I have to experience it literally!? "Anna, where are you going? Are you abandoning me?" Suddenly, the second male lead who's supposed to be obsessed with the female lead began calling me in my nickname. "Just say the word and I'll kill him." The heroine's knight suddenly appears!? Ughh.. I'm tired with all of this. "Just stay by my side and you'll have nothing to worry about." What's with the male lead? I thought he fell in love with the heroine at first sight.. Hahh..The original plot is starting to crumble. Please leave me alone... *** Best rankings so far: #1 original #1 medieval #1 obsession #1 reincarnation #1 isekai #1 femalelead #1 loveinterest #2 novel #2 complete #2 obsessed #3 possessive #14 drama #16 romance STARTED: February 22, 2021 FINISHED: May 1, 2021 Note: -Cover is made by me. -Story is originally mine, not a translation or copy from any book. -This is my first-ever-written original story. Still unedited

What happens when the line between friendship and something more starts to blur? Sunoo x Heeseung

He tore open her blouse, his voice a dark, possessive growl. "Ab tu meri hui..." ["Now you are mine..."], "...teri har saas..." ["...your every breath..."], "...teri har dadkan..." ["...your every heartbeat..."], "...tera yeh jism..." ["...this body of yours..."], "...in sab mein bus mera haq hain." ["...in all of this, only I have the right."] Vamika stood paralyzed, a silent scream trapped in her throat. Every shred of resistance had been stripped away, leaving only the hollow shell of surrender. She was his to claim, his to break. And as his shadow fell over her, he did. Now he owned her. Completely. Can an arrogant village headman ever truly fall for the daughter of his lender-the woman he married by force? Or will his "love" remain nothing more than a dark, consuming obsession? Will Vamika remain just a pawn in his game, a collateral for debts and power... or can she become something more, something real to him? Can their marriage ever transform from a cold, calculated deal into a true union of hearts... or is it doomed to remain a cage of control and desire?

"... Angels that can't fly will be stuck on earth, as the devil's lover." -Zenith Deveroux is the genius heir to the Deveroux Empire, and even though he owns everyone's existence, he can't seem to own the heart of his childhood friend and servant, Dane Kaisen. So he took the boy to a remote lake house to hopefully develop their relationship, but things go south when obsession is developed instead. master x servant, unrequited love ⚠️ r##pe, revenge, toxic

"Some love stories are not written , they are embedded in the wounded souls of those who witness the suffering, the war and the destruction" I read it and laughed , just two people wanting to be together cannot bring destruction to the world around them . I laughed as it was funny to me but It was funny only till the day I saw him . The one who brought destruction to whatever he stepped on . This time it was my life . "Ishq tumse kiya hai , koi zulm nahi Tum meri ho kehdo agar , mujhe duniya se kya lena " He said he loved me , they said he wasn't capable of love . He said he wanted to be with me , they said he was only with criminals . He said I was his and I said No "Tumhara sath namumkin hai, Tum mohabbat or shiddat ki baat karte ho" But he was not any other guy, the one who fell for me was Elvish Yadav , the one and only. "Ye bebak dil ab har betha hai, ab ya toh Tum ho ya mai nahi " ➽───────────────❥ This is a fictional story inspired by real life characters . It doesn't represent real life of the characters at all . DO NOT COPY !!!!!

Y/N was always weak, and everyone spoke badly about her. She constantly tried to get anyone's attention, but everyone ignored her - even her husband, the man she was forced to marry. She thought he was loyal to her... but he ignored her. Then, overnight, he became a completely different person. He locked her in his room - and she never saw the light again.

"Sweetheart," His voice was low, an attempt at comforting you as he held your face. You turned away, flinching as his thumb ran circles on your cheek. "I'm not going to ever hurt you..." His voice was soft, but you knew better. God, you knew better. "I'm keeping you safe..." he murmured. "You make me feel ... like I'm getting better." "You'll be safe if you just stay with me..." Authors note: Chapters are written in long format, meaning this is going to read far more as a book. I update as much as I have time for, but in saying this, lots of editing and re-writing occurs and takes time. I take care in this story as it means a lot to me as a passion project and want it to be something I can be proud of. Thank you for understanding and I hope you all can enjoy this as much as I love writing it! -M