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TheW0lfExperiment

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Avez-vous déjà imaginé vous retrouver dans la peau d'une victime d'un serial killer ?  Nora, jeune femme ordinaire, voit son destin bouleversé lorsqu'elle décide d'accepter d'aider un homme étrange mais dans le besoin... Prisonnière d'un dangereux meurtrier, prêt à jouer avec les nerfs de ses victimes, elle doit tout faire pour gagner ce "jeu" et décider de vivre... Ou non.All Rights Reserved

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Commins' Case: Bloody Burlesque ✅ by jojurcz

Warning: Violence and mild sexually suggestive content. - My name is Claude Commins. I am a detective. However, I do not investigate cheating wives or corrupt politicians; I investigate things that go bump in the night. When a beautiful brunette strolls into my office and says someone is trying to kill her, I sense danger. Unfortunately, I need the money. Serial killers, the mob, and even dark magic. Will I be able to solve this mystery and collect my fee?

Forgiven by Pineforest3

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Mission: Sanity (Au Sans x Insane! Shapeshifting! Reader) by Golden_Swords

"You're a nobody!" "Go die in Hell!" "It's the insane slut!" "Don't hurt me," After being forced to watch all your siblings burn to death, by your aunt and uncle you have never left your room. One day will you sit in your room and cry, something pulls you from the safety of this world of this. Many skeletons stood over your shoulder watching you. But they no nothing about you and your past. What happens when the Sans' fall for you and maybe you even fall for a couple of them? Do you let them see the true you? Or lock it away so nobody can find it ever again? Find out in 'Mission: Sanity' Warning this book countians cussing, strong violence, suicidal actions, and NO lemons (Eww! I don't do that stuff you filthy sinners). Also a lot of gore. ||Started: 7/29/17|| ||Ended: 4/5/19||

The unreachable mountain by Growened

"You're unbearable!" He kicks her with utter contempt. "Please tell me where I'm wrong, causing you discomfort was not my intention," she said crying, causing him to hit her against the ground again. "Do you think you can live with good intentions? Didn't you have all the time you wanted to change and learn? You still dare to ask for more!" He yells at her with hatred, he blamed her for being the one will cause a woman to be beaten; He didn't want to be that kind of man. However, what he lived with her caused him to bring out what he hated the most about himself from within. -Forget it love- said a woman who was next to her- it's not worth it- this dog was supposed to be her friend, she was supposed to support her just like she did; however he managed so that he and she hated each other and thus be able to steal it. The woman on the floor does not know how much she was framed and harmed by her naivety, nor did she know that this was the beginning of her misfortunes. Because of that woman she did not stop suffering, wherever she went she suffered verbal or physical abuse and everything was orchestrated by this woman; she didn't know until she was about to faint. "Why?" She asked this unarmed woman without knowing why she hated him so much. She never did anything to hurt him. She just laughed viciously without answering him, she didn't have to waste her time with an insect; leaving La to die imprisoned in the house where she was kidnapped. "Answer me!" She got up from her bed screaming "Eh? This looks like my room; Did I reincarnate myself in the past?" She ran to the bathroom just to see that her assumption was correct. She thanked the heavens for this second chance by promising that she wouldn't be fooled a second time.

Blurred Lines by agentrepxtation

Y/n has a secret. Actually, she has a few secrets. Y/n used to be involved with the BDSM community for several years with her fiancee, until her new job at the BAU slowly forced her to become more and more separated from her double life. One fateful night, it all changes. Y/n's life is now in shambles, and she has to navigate through her feelings alone. Y/n tries to throw herself into her work, finally allowing herself to become close with her team; but there's one person she can't connect with - her unit chief, Emily Prentiss. Y/n admires her from a distance, concealing her feelings for her unit chief. It works for a few months, but secrets are bound to be exposed, especially when you work with the world's top profilers. One case that hits way too close to home for Y/n proves just that. ... My phone dings as I sit back. I grab it, seeing a text from Emily. I gape openly at her text. "Fucking hell," I breathe. "What? What is it?" Garcia questions me in concern. I swallow harshly. "Emily texted me," I say, "It's a list of rules for tonight." "What do they say?" Garcia asks excitedly. I bite my lip as I read her text out loud. I take a breath, looking at Penelope. She shrugs at you through the mirror. "How are you doing?" She checks. I shake my head. "As good as I can be, given my role-play with the Chief just began," I groan, "I am going to regret this." ... TRIGGERS angst smut BDSM swearing degradation potential lack of aftercare - death/unaliving guns and other unaliving instruments blood mentions of rape and torture (for the cases obvs) kidnapping (for the cases, again, obvs) - anxiety/panic attacks depression throwing up (mostly from being drunk fun fact, Y/n likes to party) ---- *obvs I don't own any of the CM cast. I'm not following a particular plot from the show, and I make up my own cases for the team to work on. It's more fun for me and helps the story line --- #1: jj - 9/6/24 #1: jenniferjareau - 9/6/24 #1: prentiss - 9/6/24

Divine Love / Jeff the killer x Reader (WARNING) by brookevangelinee

Y/N a 22 year old female, works at a club as a bartender, is lonely and doesn't have many friends other than her childhood friend Jack, who has a small crush on her. She lives alone in a apartment building, when suddenly a strange murderer appears in town killing tons of innocent people. Y/N doesn't seem so scared until a strange man with a cut smile and no eyelids appears in her room while she is sleeping. Will he kill her? Will they fall in love? Can she trust him and he trust her? Also I would like to say this real quick, but this is sort of like a enemies to lovers type of fanfic but it's a more quick rolling book in the beginning. But I always like to write these little notes to help readers understand what is going on in the book. So please enjoy and please don't hate on my terrible writing skills. X^X

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"How do you feel now, Morgan?" She says, more pointing something out than asking a question. She grabs hold of my wrists and tightens them. If I could see properly I could swear I see them turn purple. "I could beat you to the bone, right here, right now, till you die from your injuries. But, I won't. You will die. Maybe not today, maybe not in a month, but you will." Well, obviously I'm going to die. Humans don't live forever. "Wonder why?" "No, and I really don't care." She answers anyway. "Because we have the power, the people, and the weapons to do it. Face it, you're defenseless against us." I feel some blood flooding my mouth, so I, being a perfectly nice person, spit it in her face. That doesn't faze her at all. "I have the strength and intelligence, something you clearly don't have. Whatever y'all do to me, it won't break me. I will put up a hell of a fight before losing. I will fight, and I will win." I turn over and look at her fellow companions. "Even if I die doing it." "Is that a risk you're willing to take?" ____________________________________ 17 year old Morgan Peters is an average girl living life. When she goes on a trip to Rio de Janeiro to watch the FIFA finals with a few friends, a serial killer committing massacres joins in on the sporty fun and shows the thousands of fans what true adrenaline is. After the games and a few bumps along the way, she returns to her hometown, and shortly starts receiving suspicious texts from an unknown number. She figures that it appears she has a stalker on her hands. Can she live with a stalker? Or will it get more mendacious, chaotic and deadly? Follow Morgan and her best friends as love sparks, secrets get released, and betrayal of family floods through their veins. ALL NAMES, INCIDENTS, AND SOME EVENTS ARE PURELY FICTIONAL! OTHERS MAY BE COINCIDENTAL. All rights reserved.

Wings For The Jailbird by Devilsmom

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