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Sed De Sangre

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Leituras 43
Votos 5
Capítulos 2
Tempo <5 mins

diversion etc muerte psicopatía psicópata sangre suspenso terror

Esta historias trata sobre la vida de un chico psicopata ...
el cual decide escribir su vida en un diario para que algun dia alguan persona con su mismo trastorno mental lo encuentre ,lo lea y escriba su hsitoria hay ... y tambien para que cometa algunos hechos atroces escritos hay...
ademas la sed de este chico es insaciable .Todos os Direitos Reservados

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His claim, de its_ms_maam

Warning ⚠️ ‼️‼️‼️this is not a happy ending book, the male lead in this book is evil to the end. Explicit mature themes, kidnapping, manipulation, bounding, tortured. This book is not recommended for readers under 18 and those triggered by any of the above. ... I saw the corner of his mouth twitch and before I could comprehend anything he tightened his hold on my throat, my mouth was already slightly open so he had the opportunity to shove a gun in my mouth. I tried to move back away from him but he tightened his hold and shove the gun farther down my throat causing me to make loud gurgling choking sounds, the taste of metal, fire and smoke spread into my taste buds causing me to gag, that's the same gun he had shot my father with. "Do you have trouble speaking? I'll help you talk my love, there must be something stuck in your throat?" He said shoving the gun deeper, by now the base of his pistol was pressed down against my lips as I choked loudly. I screamed and jumped in fright as he pulled the trigger. Nothing, No bullets were fired. The force of the gun shook my whole body. I gargled and shook my head no repeatedly, but he wasn't satisfied. he squeezed my throat and completely blocked my airway. By now I started panicking more as I could no longer breathe, what does he want me to say?? please just stop this. "I merry gyou" I somehow managed to gargle those words out hoping he hears them. My mouth tastes like metal and I could taste blood as well, the force of the gun being shoved down my throat scratched the inside of my mouth.

The Victim, de theAkuhle

|SUTON| n. The approach of death or the end of something <> "What did I do to deserve this?" He chuckled at my question before saying, "You were born princess." She bathed in her own tub of blood, And he watched her, Finding pleasure. He was killing her When she tried saving him

Dark Chemistry |18+| (Not Edited), de Leia_LittleBee

"Everything of you is a non-existing dangerous drug, Natalia. And I'm addicted to it." He rasped beside my ear then slowly but seductively brushed his nose on my neck and then my hair like he was smelling my body and my hair. I stopped breathing as I started feeling like I was going to pass out. ❥ If you start loving someone from deep down your heart, you will stop caring about the hurts, miseries, anguishes and traumas that he/she once caused in your life. You'll even be ready to sacrifice your own life for him/her. Love can change your miseries and traumas into peace and happiness, love can change an emotionless monster into a loverboy. If you don't want to love or don't want to be loved then love won't wait for your permission. You won't even realize 'where, when and how' you fell in love. Love can destroy you within a blink, love can bring you happiness and love can even kill you with no mercy. ✧⁠*(⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)✧⁠*⁠。 Natalia Rauf, a simple Bangladeshi girl, was living a peaceful life filled with family warmth, laughter, and the carefree joys of school and friendship. But all of that changed one night like a nightmare. The pull of the forbidden was irresistible, especially for an eighteen-year-old like her, craving excitement with her best friends. They sneaked into an infamous club to discover its secrecy and have fun. Tucked away from the usual haunts, the place thrummed with an eerie allure, promising both thrill and peril in equal measure. They enjoyed, really enjoyed. Unbeknownst to her, a predator's eyes followed her every move from the VIP balcony, lurking in the shadows. What began as a harmless night out would soon spiral into a deadly game of cat and mouse, forcing her to confront the terror of being hunted by a man with no mercy. " Highschool girl × Italian Mafia Boss " DARK ROMANCE BOOK! #1 in kidnap #4 in darkromance #3 in dark ⚠️ Mature contents (DON'T STEAL MY IDEAS)

Creepypasta x male reader 😉(Book 1) {COMPLETED}, de Nobody8524

He has homicidal tendencies, he's incapable of feeling fear, and is the most powerful creepypasta to exist. How does he react when given the chance of a life time. Will he except his new roll, or will he abandon his destiny? *for mature audiences only* {I wrote this when I was like 14. Come, enjoy the extreme cringe with me lmao}

Sinister Infatuation , de Ena_zain

"They say love is unconditional, but my love is possessive, it demands everything, even your soul." Audrey When the courage of love appears, even fear bows its head. People call my love madness; I call it passion. The universe threw me in his arms after 10 years; if that's not a sign, I don't know what is. My task is simple: provide him all the information regarding his enemies and help him destroy them. But now that I am with him finally, I'll do anything to make him fall in love with me. Even if it means manipulating him or better killing for him. It can jeopardize the task at hand, but I DONT CARE; I won't care for anything if it's not directly related to him. Xaden You won't be able to watch me even if I am standing in front of you. Even after watching, you won't be able to catch me. Even after catching me, you won't be able to get me. She is, was, and always will be mine. Even if it means surrendering to my biggest enemy. I tried to keep it professional for the sake of family until I didn't realize the feelings were mutual. Now that I have her besides me, I'll live for her and her only. Dying for someone is easy, but not living and making their happiness your purpose. Even if their happiness means jeopardizing the only mission that kept me alive. WHAT'S LOVE IF YOU DON'T CROSS THE LIMIT OF MADNESS FOR IT??

Blank Slate, de vairustsoro004

What would happen if an asteroid was about to hit Earth? In a world that is seemingly disorganized, tangled in chaos, but yet bound by the same strings, one man, stripped of something essential, is drawn across the lines he never imagined he would. Like on a chessboard moves uncover something deeper about the game, he will discover a curse and a blessing, destiny he can't escape etched into his soul. In a game of wits, where everyone is using any means to last, where his identity is at play, could he lose trying, will the invisible fate overwhelm and devastate him? Or... (Content contains: Foul language, violence, death, etc. Illustrations are AI generated. The story is not complete and published parts may change).

Replaceable Timelines: Book 1. [COMPLETED], de tolajo95

Paranoia... has become my constant companion. Ahh... Danny, what've you gotten yourself into? Thought I was doing something... thought I was gonna get better. Turns out it was all for nothing. I knew I'd be here again. Rock bottom's the only place for real pieces of shit like us... Like me. All that self-improvement didn't mean shit... Or I guess it did, or I wouldn't be here right now... Trying to fill those shoes, re-paint that grim portrait that haunted me... and I did, made everyone proud, even you mom... But it won't mean anything if I die out here. I thought those jumbled remnants of thoughts were the pull of my former self in a disassosiative amnesia from the drugs... Guess it was the pull of a much more treacherous force. I wish I could've lived my fantasy out and been happy.... At least you were, while it lasted. "Times almost up, they'll be here soon." TRIGGER WARNINGS: Crude humor, Illicit drug use, Drug overdose, loss of a child, suicide, bullying, traumatic events, Mature themes, graphic violence, death.

☆ 𝘈 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩 //𝘒𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘶𝘎𝘰𝘯//, de sTupid_cpId

𝘗𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘦𝘭. 𝘈𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘒𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘶𝘢 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘴. 𝘒𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘶𝘢, 𝘢 𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘺, 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘰. 𝘏𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳, 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘦 𝘌𝘺𝘦𝘴, 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘸𝘦𝘪𝘳𝘥.. 𝘈𝘭𝘴𝘰. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘭 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘪𝘳𝘥 𝘬𝘪𝘥. 𝘈𝘭𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩, 𝘒𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘶𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯𝘵 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥. 𝘏𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘏𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘭𝘺, 𝘴𝘢𝘥. 𝘏𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯𝘵 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘨𝘰 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭. 𝘚𝘶𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘭𝘺, 𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵.. 𝘢 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩. 𝘚𝘰 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥. !!i do not own the cover!! TW: Mental health disorder's, possibly scenes that contains sensitive stuff.

We All Have a Story to Tell || v.f. ~COMPLETED~, de mgbrown_

ORIGINALLY <Death Won't Have Me> (Vic's age is obviously gonna be different lol) "I had more than one motive when I pulled that stunt," I whispered. "And you were one of them."

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Warning ⚠️ ‼️‼️‼️this is not a happy ending book, the male lead in this book is evil to the end. Explicit mature themes, kidnapping, manipulation, bounding, tortured. This book is not recommended for readers under 18 and those triggered by any of the above. ... I saw the corner of his mouth twitch and before I could comprehend anything he tightened his hold on my throat, my mouth was already slightly open so he had the opportunity to shove a gun in my mouth. I tried to move back away from him but he tightened his hold and shove the gun farther down my throat causing me to make loud gurgling choking sounds, the taste of metal, fire and smoke spread into my taste buds causing me to gag, that's the same gun he had shot my father with. "Do you have trouble speaking? I'll help you talk my love, there must be something stuck in your throat?" He said shoving the gun deeper, by now the base of his pistol was pressed down against my lips as I choked loudly. I screamed and jumped in fright as he pulled the trigger. Nothing, No bullets were fired. The force of the gun shook my whole body. I gargled and shook my head no repeatedly, but he wasn't satisfied. he squeezed my throat and completely blocked my airway. By now I started panicking more as I could no longer breathe, what does he want me to say?? please just stop this. "I merry gyou" I somehow managed to gargle those words out hoping he hears them. My mouth tastes like metal and I could taste blood as well, the force of the gun being shoved down my throat scratched the inside of my mouth.