Staking Stories

Madeline has always kept to herself-quiet, careful, and far from trouble. But lately, the safety she's built around herself is beginning to crack. What starts as an uneasy feeling during her walks home soon turns into something far more disturbing: anonymous notes, unsettling gifts, and photos that prove someone has been watching her for far longer than she realized. No matter how hard she tries to escape the feeling, there's never anyone there when she looks. Which only makes it worse. Because it means one thing- someone is always watching Madeline.

Some stories don't begin with love-they begin with ruin. A shattered boy who learned to survive by being pretty. A girl they all overlooked... except the one who needed her most. And the man waiting in the dark, holding the door to freedom... or something far more dangerous. This isn't a fairytale. This is a reckoning. In a place where silence was holy, he learned to flirt his way out of pain and bleed glitter to survive. But when his dove came-curious, full of softness and strength-he tasted something like hope. Freedom would always wear her face. But what happens after the break? When obsession masquerades as devotion? When pretty things turn sharp? Because he knows his love is a little too Crazy, a little too wild, too consuming. And maybe she was never meant for the kind of craving that lives in his shadow. And yet... he can't let go. Not of her. Not of the man who sees his darkest corners and doesn't flinch. Three lives. Tangled pasts. One story drenched in trauma, obsession, and a love that might just burn everything down to be born.

I was supposed to forget him. Just one night. One stupid, reckless, blazing hot night. I didn't even know his last name... But two months later, I'm pregnant with the heir to one of the most dangerous empires in the world. Damien Moretti is lethal, wealthy, and terrifyingly possessive. I built a life without him, poured everything into my boutique, held my head high, and decided I could do this on my own. Until he walked back into my life like a storm- demanding answers, demanding me. And he's not leaving without a fight. Now I'm stuck between a man who terrifies me and a future I never planned for... Because Damien doesn't just want the baby. He wants everything. My body. My heart. My soul. And once a Moretti claims something... He never lets Go His lips were fire-bruising, demanding, desperate as he pressed me back against the boutique's fitting room mirror. One hand gripped my hip like he owned it. The other slid down, low and reverent, stopping right where our child was growing inside me. "Mine," he growled against my skin, his voice ragged and possessive. "This baby... you... all of it. Mine." I should've pushed him away. But instead, I arched into him as his mouth traveled lower, whispering filthy promises over the swell of my barely-there bump before planting a hot kiss there. "You shouldn't be here," I whispered. He looked up at me with eyes that burned emerald. "Sweetheart... I'm never leaving." Written by:butterfly A stand alone book youtube channel filled with more characters is linked here www.youtube.com/@Butterflydream-m3o

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.

Uzair noticed her once and that was enough. Noor's life doesn't shatter instantly. A glance turns into watching, watching into control, until one decision traps her with him and the world she knew disappears. He doesn't calls it obsession but thinks it was meant to be. And he was so sure how their story would end. But he was wrong. As she ruins his life instead.

I do not own any of the characters in this story There are many adult and triggering themes in this book, so please watch out for those at the top of the chapter.

Det er noen som alltid har holdt øye med henne. En skygge. En mørk beskytter. I kroken av øyet får hun alltid et glimt, men aldri stort mer. Evy trodde hun hadde akseptert at det var det skyggen alltid kom til å forbli. Hun hadde overbevist seg selv om at hun ikke brydde seg noe lenger om at noen holdt øye med henne, eller hvorfor. Hun tok feil.

Please be ADVISED, that this is a ROMANTICAL book and not a BROTHERHOOD based. If you find it uncomfortable, please leave. Viewers description is advised: Stalking Kidnapping Age gap Forced proximity Gore Murder In the reserved and peaceful alleys of Bharat Nagar, Vivaan is the leader of his paltan, a bubbly schoolboy with messy black hair, sparkling eyes, and a naughty grin. He runs wild with his gang, pulling pranks and chasing dreams, blind to the secrets of his birth and past. Dev, along with right hand man, Ray, come to bharat nagar with a disgusie of normal citizens, in as the ultimate bore. Dev, Tall, lean, with a sharp jaw and glasses hiding his piercing gaze, his unfunny jokes doesnt gel well with the kids but land with the uncles. One look at Vivaan, and obsession takes hold. He wabted vivaan at any cost, by hook or crook. And he would make sure of this. What starts off with a tussle, continues with this bulwarked wall of push and pull. Vivaan refuses to bend, he was bratty, fiesty and everything savage. Dev, wanted vivaan. Thats all really mattered.

They're not heroes. They're not villains. They're just a group of teens carrying secrets too big for their age-laughing through the cracks, fighting through the pressure, and standing their ground when the world tries to break them apart. When loyalty is tested and revenge starts whispering, staying together may cost more than walking away. This is the the story of three girls who just wanted to complete their assignment but ended up in a death game.

In the freezing shadows of a forgotten forest, where the wind never speaks and birds do not sing, stands Hollowmoor Institute for the Mentally Unfit. Established in 1830, the grand asylum was praised as a miracle of modern medicine, a towering structure run by the esteemed and "brilliant" Dr. Silas Kade. Locals called him The Saint of the Sick. But they never saw inside the gates. No one ever left Hollowmoor. Dr. Kade is no ordinary man. Beneath his charming smile and black gloves lies something ancient, a vampire, older than the stones the asylum is built from. But his thirst isn't just for blood. He is obsessed with how humans break physically, mentally and spiritually. For decades, Dr. Kade turned his asylum into a living laboratory, injecting patients with unknown substances, exposing them to starvation, torture, and electrical horrors. He believes suffering reveals the "truth of the soul." And he's written every detail in blood-soaked journals hidden away from human's eyes .

Every year on October 23rd, Elias Hart dreams of the same girl dying in his arms. He knows the sound of her scream. The scent of her hair. The exact words she whispers before the knife pierces her heart. He has spent eight years haunted by a death that feels more real than his own life. Then he meets her. Charlotte Vale is alive, beautiful, and completely unaware that a stranger has watched her die hundreds of times in his nightmares. Elias tells himself to stay away. But when he realizes someone is stalking her exactly as he saw in his dreams, he is forced to step into her life-and into a past both of them have forgotten. As buried memories begin to surface, Elias and Charlotte uncover the truth about Blackthorn House, a sinister psychiatric institution that erased their love and tore them apart years ago. The deeper they dig, the more dangerous everything becomes. Because Charlotte isn't just the girl from his dreams. She is the girl he once loved. The girl he was willing to kill for. And the girl he may lose all over again. With a ruthless doctor hiding the truth, a missing sister who remembers everything, and an obsessive enemy who has waited years to reclaim Charlotte, Elias must confront the most terrifying possibility of all: He may not be the hero in her story. He may be the reason she dies. A haunting dark romance filled with obsession, lost memories, dangerous secrets, and a love powerful enough to survive death, betrayal, and time itself. Some people dream about their soulmate. Elias dreams about her murder.

When the message she had been waiting for years pops up . A reunion. A chance to make him hers . Or Has he been also waiting for this ? A chance to see her ? Had he always known about her feelings ? A pair of dimples she fell in love with x A pair of eyes he fell in love with Rudranksh x Isha CEO X Lawyer Youngest x Eldest Extrovert x Introvert #1 - himself on 16 Feb #74 - crush on 17 Feb #1 - himandher on 3 Mar #1 - eldest on 30 Mar All the credits of the pictures used in this book go to the rightful owner . The images used in this have been found online .

Seraphine Claire Villanueva is the type of girl you'd notice last when entering a room. She is distant, quiet, and speaks only when necessary, often limiting herself to topics related to schoolwork. Her mind is consumed by nothing but her studies when she's at school. Yet, even in her distance, it's impossible to deny the beauty she carries. She doesn't even realize that she's already caught someone's attention...No one knows what that person will do-will they keep watching from afar, or take a step to get her attention?

𝓐 𝓥𝓸𝔀 𝓸𝓯 𝓢𝓮𝓬𝓻𝓮𝓽𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓟𝓻𝓸𝓽𝓮𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷. 𝓒𝓔𝓞 𝔁 𝓓𝓸𝓬𝓽𝓸𝓻 | 𝓜𝓪𝓻𝓻𝓲𝓪𝓰𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓿𝓮𝓷𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓮 | 𝓞𝓫𝓼𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓸𝓷. When a brilliant medical intern becomes the target of an anonymous digital predator, she must trust a cold-blooded cybersecurity CEO who can protect her digital life-but only if she can handle the ruthless methods he uses. Rabeeha Ansar lives her life by the clock: patient rounds, sterile scrubs, and the quiet comfort of her routine. She is content in her boredom-until the first message arrives. An anonymous shadow from a past she doesn't remember begins turning her sanctuary into a hunting ground. Saad Azhar is a man of glass and steel, ruling a cybersecurity empire built on the very secrets that haunt him. He was prepared for a life of cold isolation, spiraling toward an oblivion he felt he deserved. He wasn't prepared for Rabeeha. He claims he's marrying her to keep her safe. He says it's just a contract to keep the monster at her door at bay. But as Rabeeha is pulled into Saad's opulent world, she's forced to face a terrifying question: How does a stranger know the map of her soul better than she does? And is the man holding the key to her cage, her savior-or the architect of the very nightmare she's running from? "𝓘 𝓭𝓲𝓭𝓷'𝓽 𝓰𝓲𝓿𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓶𝔂 𝓵𝓪𝓼𝓽 𝓷𝓪𝓶𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓹𝓻𝓸𝓽𝓮𝓬𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾, 𝓡𝓪𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓱𝓪. 𝓘 𝓰𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓲𝓽 𝓽𝓸 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓼𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓵𝓭 𝔀𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓮𝔁𝓪𝓬𝓽𝓵𝔂 𝔀𝓱𝓸'𝓼 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓶 𝓲𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓵𝓪𝓲𝓭 𝓪 𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓻 𝓸𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾." ~ 𝓢𝓪𝓪𝓭 𝓐𝔃𝓱𝓪𝓻

(cover pic is not mine creds to the og artist) Samuel Millers has a problem unfourtonetly he had fallen in love whit his enemy Preston Vannel. Since Preston and Sam are in the two rivalising groups they cross paths often. Sam started waching Vannel from a distance all thou he wouldnt call it stalking since its harmless it still at some point is. The thing is that he is not the only one watching he is being watched too but by someone who does it proffesionally,by someone who is not stopping at harmless,by someone who is whilling go to the extremes for him and that someone is none other than Preston himself.~ shadowvanilla human au This takes place in a collage. other ships may be included: eternalberry silentfairy goldenlily Also very ooc.(we need more yamdere pvc) uhm yeah ts may be kinda corny inspired by : we'll be together by: Cybi33 on ao3 (go read it its PEAK) This fanfic was writen bc ts has been living rent free in my head.....

He was everything Chahat Verma hated. Arrogant. Alcoholic. Dangerous. A rich IIT graduate with anger issues, expensive bikes, and honey-colored eyes that carried more chaos than calm. Rohan Patel never cared about rules, emotions, or people's opinions. And Chahat? She was the complete opposite. A soft-hearted girl who loved books, cats, and peaceful nights. She hated drinkers, toxic boys, and every red flag walking on earth - which unfortunately included Rohan Patel. Their story didn't begin with love. It began with arguments, irritation, and endless dislike. But some people enter your life like a storm. Loud, destructive, and impossible to ignore. Maybe that's why this ishq became ziddi. The kind that either heals you... or ruins you completely. "Ye ishq itna ziddi hai, ya toh le marega... ya jeene nahi dega."

Sometimes humans are the real monsters. Dove Lacroix has watched her father do truly evil things in the name of protecting humanity, from forming a hunters guild to eliminate supernatural creatures he deems a threat to capturing them for genetic experiments so he can create the next generation of superior hunters. While her twin brother, Rook, embraces their father's mindset and prepares to follow in his footsteps, Dove hates the life she was forced into. When they leave on a hunting excursion, she sees her opportunity to commit the greatest sin possible: release the captives and run from the guild. Only she doesn't know that they've been experimenting on more than just hunters.

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She was meant to watch him - not feel a thing. Disguised as a maid in the house of a struggling musician, criminal lawyer Aratrika has one job: observe and report. But every strum of Nevan's guitar pulls at a part of her she buried long ago - the singer she once was, silenced by betrayal and a broken justice system. Nevan, a runaway heir who walked out on his father's empire, wants nothing to do with secrets - yet senses too many in the quiet girl who brings him tea and hides her voice. She's far too composed. Far too clever. Far too... familiar. As music slowly rewrites the spaces between them, Aratrika must decide whether to protect the truth she's hiding - or risk everything to set it free. Because some songs weren't meant to stay unheard. And some lies weren't meant to last forever NEVTRIKA:strings between lies and us