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"P-p-please.." My voice was a jagged, stuttering mess. I frantically clawed at the basement floor, trying to scramble backward, but my limbs were shaking too violently to find traction. Tears cut through the dirt on my face as I stared up at his towering silhouette. "I-I-I'm sorry... I-I p-promise, ! D-don't do this, p-p-please!" Adrien stood completely unhurried, his sapphire eyes dead and hollow. His violence wasn't a fit of rage; it was a cold, calculated execution. He stepped forward, pinning my left leg flat against the concrete with his crushing weight, and brought a solid iron rod down directly onto my kneecap. Crack. An explosive, white-hot agony shattered my mind. I let out a blood-curdling shriek that bounced violently off the walls, my entire body convulsing. "A-A-Adrien! S-st-stop! I-I'm b-begging you!" I screamed, sobbing so hard I choked. Without a word, he lifted the rod again and shattered my right kneecap. I collapsed onto the freezing floor, my teeth clicking violently from the absolute shock. Before I could pass out, Adrien knelt over my trembling form. He shattered a thick sheet of glass against the table, holding a razor-sharp shard in his gloved hand. "You forgot whose name you carry, my dear," he whispered softly. "Let's make sure you remember." He pressed the jagged glass deep into the bare skin of my shoulder blade. I shrieked, my body locking into a rigid line as he began to deliberately engrave his name into my flesh. TRIGGER WARNING‼️‼️ This book is not ordinary dark romance novel . It contains sensitive themes , abuse , sexual assaults , murder and what not. READ WITH CAUTION ‼️‼️

Swallow is now published as a Wattpad Book! As a Wattpad reader, you can access both the Original Edition and Books Edition upon purchase. When Mildred wished for death on her bullies, she never expected a demon would possess her and make all her dreams come true...but is it worth her soul? ***** After years of torment, Mildred, a meek high school student, is determined to seek revenge against her bullying classmates. She intends to curse them with dark magic, punishing them for their cruelty - but in the process Mildred accidentally opens herself up to a terrifying demonic possession. The demon inside her is only too happy to fulfill Mildred's vengeful desires. Bodies start turning up with parts missing, eaten as though mauled by a wild animal...or perhaps something darker. Powerless, Mildred realizes that the murders are changing her in more ways than one... Content and trigger warning: This story contains scenes of violence, psychological abuse, and gore. [[word count: 30,000-40,000 words]] Cover designed by Jay Flores-Holz

"Oye..." "Kya?" "Hum galat ladki utha laye." (We kidnapped the wrong girl.) "...Kya?!" "Haan." "...Toh mujhe ghar chhod doge?" (...So you'll drop me home?) "Haan." (Yes.) "Nahi jaana." (I don't want to go.) "...KYA MATLAB NAHI JAANA?!" (...WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DON'T WANT TO GO?!) "Waise khane mein kya hai?" (By the way... what's for dinner?) Three accidental kidnappers. One girl who refuses to escape. Oops... Wrong Girl! 😂

Three top students and three top troublemakers And one in the middle How chaotic can this get?

Jack Merridew x Marie Gray ఌ Returning home, a young girl by the name of Marie Gray, the daughter of an army lieutenant, is put onto a plane with boys from a military school. When the plane crash lands in the middle of the ocean, no adults survive leaving them all to fend for themselves. ఌ She may go crazy, she may not 🤷‍♀️ ఌ This is not my story/ fanfic! It is my friends but she doesn't have a platform to post it on. This is her first time writing a fanfic so she apologises if the language isn't the best. Things may be altered to fit her story. This story includes an original female oc who is completely made up from her own mind. If you believe you could be upset by this storyline, do not read it. If you choose to read it you do so by your own choice. I do not own Lord of the Flies or its characters. They belong to the original author. I only own my original characters and plot. This story is for fun. No money is made.

Birds flew overhead dressed in white silk, cascading high above the tarmac like waves cresting on the shore of a vast marbled ocean. It was barely a tarmac, really. A slight strip of concrete, rolled along an eggshell-white beach. The sky was more grey than blue, but not in a morose way. In the way that conjures images of yourself, curled up in an anonymous bay window with an old book. Rain tapping the window. A cup of tea, even though you never drink tea.

this is my own story full of imagination working on the charector and story line of a famous Chinese Drama " The Untamed " which is taken from the novel " The Master of Demonic Cultivation " I added two charector of mine . The main character of this story Lan Yuechen, elder brother of Lan Xichen and Lan Wangji . The story is continuing on the main story line but my character have there own place in it

The time when the hunter becomes... haunted.

මේ ලෝකේ වැඩියෙන් ම වෙර කරනවා කියලා පෙන්නන් හිටියේ කාටත් වැඩියෙන් ආදරේ කරන මනුස්සයා වුණාම , වෙර කරන්නවත් හැගීමක් දැනීමක් නැති විදියට ජීවත් වෙන්න,, මම තාම හිත හදාගෙන නෑ ,.. -bibi- නුවර අහස යට.. 11 මම නම් 88 ඔයා... එතකොට 19 කියන්නේ අපි දෙන්නා..! 💋✨ නේශා... ! නේශා... !.. මන් ආදරෙයි..! ❤️ පරිස්සමින්..!

Under editing... Shahyan Ali Khan, a self-made millionaire. The only child of his parents. A man whose anger can destroy thousands of individuals. A man who displays zero emotion. A robot in a human form falls for a girl who was forbidden for him. Rumaisa Rajput, a young student studying arts as her major. The only daughter of her family. A girl who can calm any beast by a glance. A girl who has was sensitive yet strong. A bundle of sunshine and joy who caught the eye of a heartless millionaire. What will happen when the past comes knocking in? When the history repeat itself? When the past is questioned? When they scratch some old wounds? Read now to find out...

Anakin est le jeune le plus problématique de sa région ; il est pourtant de bonne famille. Son père est propriétaire de plus de terrains qu'il ne peut en compter, il a reçu la meilleure éducation possible, ses proches étaient aimants, il avait une chambre plus grande que certains appartements. Mais tout est gâché par un caractère explosif et de graves soucis comportementaux. Comment va-t-il faire pour finir sa scolarité sans ruiner sa vie et celles des autres autour ?

Samuel West had a perfect life: a ridiculous corner office, a family who'd crown him king, and a three-year-old he'd walk through fire for. Then Zara Kingsley waltz in and detonates the whole thing - and she's got stilettos. She becomes his kid's accidental partner-in-crime, accepts street-dance dares like they're job interviews, and ceremoniously launches a cheesecake into his back (bon appétit, Mr. CEO). She treats his suits like confetti. She hacks his presentation files because why not, insults him for kicks, pops out of nowhere just to prove she can and threaten him to watch k-drama with her. Wherever Zara goes, chaos follows like it has a VIP pass, and the people around them start behaving weirder than a conspiracy board. Samuel's life is neat. Zara's a beautiful mess with a PhD in disruption. Their fights are snappy, their comebacks are vicious, and the chemistry is basically arson with better lighting. Will Samuel clap back and reclaim order, or will Zara's delightful trainwreck teach him how to live a little - and maybe, just maybe, fall hard? Warning: Contains accidental co-parenting, wardrobe casualties, and a tiny human who steals hearts. Read at your own risk - you'll laugh, swoon, and probably cheer for the mess.

so this tapeworm of a story is stuck in my head and I cant stop thinking abt it so writing some fanfics to get it out my head this is very self indulgent also cornelius is my favourite charicter I love him so much hes such SO CUTE GAAAH I take requests sometimes d: This is based on EGI (enchanted grove institute webtoon on..well webtoons) I dont own any of the charicters or the story all rights go to the author of the comic

~ Love is more sweet ~ When in the shadows A love that is forbidden Is the sweetest love there can be **** 15 year old Harmony Jackson is a Black British school girl in Year 10 who goes to Willow Hill School in South London. She's starting to prepare for her GCSE's next year, and when someone new arrives at her school, she develops a crush on him. As time goes on, they become friends and then become even closer, but old family relationships come up and strain what they've already come to develop. Will they be able to reveal their love to the world? Or this be a cause for chaos and breakdowns? Follow Harmony in her journey mixed with love, jealousy, threats and family. 💖3rd place Winner in the Glossy Awards💖 💖3rd place Winner in the Starlight Awards💖 💖 7th place Winner in the Book Monthly Awards💖 Amazing cover done by @GoldenUnseenGraphics/@GoldenUnseen Started: 23/12/19❤️❤️❤️ Ended: 23/05/20❤️❤️❤️ Rewrite: 16/11/2024🧡🧡🧡

a game of truth n dare with her friends n now she is standing in front of section e with a wig , lose clothes, chest binder n a different gender this is chous "wht the... she stole my first kiss" "oh he is my brother " "hlo everyone my name is Jasper jare mariono Fernandez call me jare "

TWO BESTIES REINCARNATED IN NOVEL THAT THEY WERE READING AND AFTER KNOWING THEY ARE SUPPORTING CHARACTER AND HAVE TRAGIC DEATH SO, THEY TRIED TO RUN AWAY BUT ALWAYS COUGHT BY TWO CEO BROTHER AND HOW THEY MADE THEM FALL IN LOVE. THIS IS MY FAVOURITE CRAZY BRESTIES NOVELI WHICH THEY MADE THEM A CLINGY PUPPY HUBBIES FROM COLD CEO'S. I HOPE MY READERS LOVE READING MY NOVEL AND GIVES ME A SWEET FEEDBACK. I ALL MAKE FANTASTIC NOVELS LIKE THIS BYE CONTINUE READING MY NOVELS.

What's it like to be the perfect chaebol when your jacket changes in a single edit, and your patent leather shoes are ingrained in the textures of Joseon? What's it like to be a poor girl when you're forced to fall in slow motion to the swearing of a sound engineer with a hairy microphone? This is a chronicle of epic trash, where drama cliches collide with Bollywood. And while the heroes desperately fight for survival, two exhausted workers (the director and editor) simply fall asleep facedown on the keyboard.

This is something I DEEPLY regret making. Read at your own discretion. I'm sorry.