Darkfeminine Geschichten

Lucia moves homes after the death of her mum and continues enduring the abuse from her grieving father Harrison grey the bad boy at school let's see where this goes

Prosecutor Noelle Haier is a criminal profiler known for destroying powerful criminals in court. Lumaki siyang naniniwalang ang nanay niya ay isang halimaw, kaya gusto niyang maging batas para ubusin ang lahat ng halimaw sa mundo. Dr. Razmir Lucero is an elite trauma surgeon. Cold hands, precise cuts, and zero tolerance for corruption. Naging doktor siya dahil minsan, may babaeng duguan na nagmakaawang iligtas ang anak niya, at wala siyang nagawa dahil bata pa lang siya no'n. Noelle Haier prosecutes Razmir Lucero for a calculated murders. Tulak ng bibig, kabig ng dibdib. She's the hunter, He's the containment. Hindi lang ito tungkol sa hustisya, it's about who you become when the person you trusted most turns out to be the architect of your rage.

They died for love in another life. Now they live with its ghost. In the ancient kingdom of Rajgarh, Aadhira Rajnavi, a princess with poetry in her soul and rebellion in her silence, fell in love with Aadhiran Veerendra, a warrior born of fire and loyalty. But envy has sharp teeth-Sharvani Kalpitha and Rudraksh Varendra, consumed by unreturned love, destroyed them both. The story should've ended in blood. But fate rewrote it. Centuries later, in the modern chaos of Kerala , Ishani-a guarded girl who no longer believes in love-crosses paths with Adhidev Verma, a broken man who only knows how to love and lose. Neither remembers the lives they once lived. But their souls do. She was once killed by jealousy. He was once betrayed by trust. Now, they find themselves caught in a loop of déjà vu, heartbreak, and almosts. And the ones who killed them? They're back too. And this time, they've already broken their hearts-without even knowing why. Four souls. Two timelines. One love that refuses to stay buried.

She listens to the tick of the pendulum like it's a war drum echoing inside her chest. Everyone thinks she's made of ice-but even ice remembers fire. A poetic descent into a woman's fragmented mind as she chases silence, memory, and the freedom only blood seems to promise. For readers of lyrical fiction, dark poetry, and inner monologues laced with myth and madness.

"Forgot you??... I don't even know before you exist in this world."

A story about a Scottish girl of Ireland who is an archeologist with great passion for history,stones and nature. one day she discovered an hidden mysterious temple in the forests of bali she saw a mysterious glowing stone buried inside a rubble ,when she picked up that stone she fell to the ground and felt immense pain in her head. She thought she was sick so she left the excavation site and left the rest of the work to her coworkers and went straight into bed with her dog, but the next thing she realised when she woke up was that she had gained powers to see the past and future of certain things and more telepathic powers yet to be awaken.

Soul-led writer, shadow-walker, and memory keeper. I speak from the spaces between - death, rebirth, grief, and the love that endures through lifetimes. This is where sweetness and decay meet - Black Honey, Sacred Rot.

Un ensayo de Berry Gloss para Zona Global "Me enseñaron a brillar, pero no a sanar." - Berry Gloss

Seventeen-year-old Elara Voss has always been different. With her ghost-pale skin and sea-glass eyes, she's the girl no one trusts-the girl who doesn't quite fit. No one knows the truth: that her little brother's "accidental" death years ago wasn't so accidental, and that every man who's ever tried to hurt her has never walked away alive. Now she's the quiet storm behind a string of killings, balancing the scales her way, while the world calls her a monster. Detective Elias Vale, a twenty-two-year-old prodigy with a sharp mind and an unshakable sense of justice, is assigned to the case. But the deeper he digs, the more every trail leads back to her-the pale girl who seems to haunt every shadow of the murders. He knows she's hiding something. She knows he's right. What begins as interrogation turns into obsession. What begins as a hunt becomes a twisted slow-burn dance between predator and prey. Elias wants to stop her. Elara wants to ruin him. And somewhere between blood and law, hatred and fascination, something darker begins to bloom. The only question is-who will destroy who first?

Angelina Marino, his angel. a mafia siren, weaving a tapestry of revenge, her obsession her soul crushing desire to kill him. Alessandro Hernandez, her devil. the enigmatic don, his obsession his soul crushing devotion to touch her, to break her and mend her. She draws close to her prey, only to become the prey herself. He awaits her, opens his heart out for her to destroy.

Raised to hate elves, Faby is the forgotten daughter of Nemarea's brutal king: abused, mocked, and treated like a servant in her own palace. Her only solace: her young half-brother and stolen moments with Aryon, the captured elven king. When Aryon is executed, Faby's grief drives her to the edge... Only to awaken in the hidden elven realm, where kindness shatters everything she thought she knew. As war looms and Aryon's son prepares to avenge his people, Faby uncovers a truth buried beneath centuries of blood and lies. She was raised to be a pawn. Now she might be the spark that burns empires.

Iris has always felt too much. Other people's sadness clings to her. Anger lingers in rooms long after arguments end. She's learned to live quietly, to carry what isn't hers and never ask why. Until the night she finally lets it go. When her emotions manifest as something dangerous, Iris is pulled into a hidden world of old magic, watchful protectors, and truths buried in her bloodline. As demons take interest in her rare ability, Iris must learn the difference between empathy and self-destruction and discover why she was never meant to carry everything alone. Some powers burn. Hers feels.

All the children surrounded nanny to hear some late night story. As the nanny picked the regular book. All of them revolted, asking her to change the story. So she took the story of Against those fairytale. Like any other story of Yuma, it doesn't have happy ending. A dark history, sweet vengeance, hate and all the negative emotion showing that how reality is often misplaced in the ink. She started to narrate the story of a witch. A witch who is indeed beautiful, but that beauty is curse to keep. A red ink rushed inside her body instead of blood. She never apologise for her sin. She did them all over again. Cause that's how she was made of. Her necklace kept many man soul. She isn't a princess, who is looking for prince for a saving. She is the reason why many prince couldn't survive when their greed took them to dig their own grave. "What is the name of witch?" One of them asked . "Valentina." The nanny answered and she turned the page. Do you want nanny to continue the story?? You want. Don't you??

In a room scented with tea and regret, model Natsumi dies by her rival's hand-only to awaken as Nene, a timid maid trapped in a body she cannot love. When her master, Naomasa, begins to see something familiar in her eyes... she wonders- does he see Nene, or the ghost of Natsumi?

" You are a psychopath, a mad woman do you hear me! Me who taught you were just a wh*re!" -" Yeah, anyway are you always this noisy, sh*thead ? I just blown up your house it's not that of a big deal is it ?" --------------------------------- The story about a girl taking revenge on her parents. This is mosly comedic, I am sorry if some sentences are not well written I'm not an English speaker. Anyway have a good timre <33

WIP

The 48 Laws Of Power - Robert Greene.

A collection of poems written from the mouth of a woman at her breaking point, a voice carved sharp enough to slice through patriarchy itself. These pieces explore the anger, exhaustion, defiance, and cold clarity that rise when women are expected to shrink and men are expected to tower. Here, the speaker confronts the men who hide behind entitlement, excuses, and inherited power. Here, she names the systems that made them and the wounds they left behind. Here, she becomes the storm they never learned to weather. Not a love letter. Not an apology. A testament to the woman who finally stopped forgiving.

(Y/N) (L/N) is a top model who was invited to the Met Gala multiple times, despite being 23 years old she accomplished many things than people her age except a couple of things, for instance; falling in love, getting married, having children, or other things like that. (Y/N) has a hard time falling in love because she thinks falling in love will distract her, and turn her soft, what if the relationship goes south and the man she loves betrays and leaves her? So (Y/N) doesn't want to risk destroying her mindset that took years to build so no one could hurt her. Until she got a modeling offer from a big modeling agency that you've never modeled with. The agency informed her that she would be modeling with a famous soccer player named Bachira Meguru. So what will happen next? That is for YOU to find out. this fanfic contains STRONG words

Status is all that matters In a world where only the color of your wings matters, a hierarchy begins to form beneath the surface. A young dove princess, Aella, lives a life in a golden cage, while a young crow girl, Fiacre lives life isolated. When Aella runs away from the palace, tired of the cage she lives in and encounters Fiacre, will these opposites attract or repel?