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My whole life flashes before my eyes
My whole hope is gone within seconds
My whole identity - stolen with a few words
My existence is over, but the aftermath has just begun.

Put on the mask and be yourself
Put on the suit and live a proper life
Put on the gloves to show them the real you
Boy, put on your fake smile and show them what's really inside of you
Because only with a shadow in front of you, they will be able to look past what's inside of you.

And now go out in this gigantic world 
Where nobody matters 
Where nothing matters 
But greed and selfishness 
Where they don't want you to be yourself
And show them how wrong they are 
About youAll Rights Reserved

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THE SACRIFICE (18+) by aricoursonwriting

I stiffened as his hand slipped down and down further, pushing into my pants. "What are you doing?" I demanded shakily. Max just held onto me from behind, pushing it down until he reached my cliterous. He started stroking. Pleasure swam down below, filling me to my core. I moaned, arching my back. His fingers went down further, slipping inside me. I moaned again, throwing my head forward. He chuckled low, the sound worsening the heat covering me. "You're fucking wet. Look at this." He pulled out his fingers, showing me how they were covered in gloss. I warmed even more at the sight. I dropped my head back to his neck, still moaning. He just nipped my ear. "Are you letting your predator do naughty things with you. Are you a naughty girl, Eve?" I shook my head. I winced, my brows creasing as the warmth of pleasure started boiling. He could clearly tell I was about to come, and he pulled away. I whined in protest, dropping onto the ground when he stepped backward. I then gazed up at him, my breaths hot and heavy. "Eve," his smile was dark, sadistic, "if you want to come, then you have to earn it." ➿⭐︎➿⭐︎➿ 👠Evelyn👠 I had a somewhat normal life with my boring family, and boring future. Little did I know that someone who'd been watching me had planned to ruin it all. His name is Maddox Artimis The FireNight fraternity leader at Johnson Miller University. Little did I know... It was way more than that. Bodies laid at his feet, devouring his soul in blood. In the corner of my eye, I could see him watching me with that smile. He's going to ruin me. 🖤Max🖤 Evelyn Cadd... my obsession. This girl fascinated me to my very core. Her eyes, her soul, her body. I want her. I had been watching her for years... wanting her in my house, in my life, in my soul... I've been waiting for this. My plan is almost complete. In time... She will have nothing, but me. (The Sacrifice is a standalone, but it is in the same realm as "The Stalker" it

Dangerous possession by logang17

Stella lives her life under the radar. When her parents died 6 years ago in an accident , she went under her older brother Nico's care. But what her parents taught her isn't gone, they taught her to be strong, fearless and to never back down to anyone. However, there is one man that makes her forget all about that. Dominic, Every time she sees or hears his voice it's like those lessons all just disappear. She doesn't know why, he's an ass. He's rude, misogynist , possessive, demanding, cold and to be honest a little scary But he could never know that, so she keeps the act going to protect herself. And from her brother's wrath. If he ever knew she liked one of his best friends, he'd kill her, and is friend too. But what happens when one night she finds out Dominic's secrets, and he brings her into the world that is his life. Will she stay his best friends little sister and continue their "hatred" toward each other. Or will the dominos come staggering down, when she becomes his dangerous possession ______________________________________ "We're in public" I screamed at him as people casually walk by he doesn't reply. "Wtf" I think to myself. Why is no one stopping him Snapping me out of my thoughts I feel cold metal surround my hands as he sits on top of me pinning me under him. I soon feel that same around my ankles and before I can protest I'm being thrown over his shoulder. We reach his truck and he places me on the ground in the back seat then climbs in himself. Putting one leg on each side of my body trapping me in place. I keep my head down refusing to look at him. The audacity this man has. I feel his eyes burning a hole in my head as his hand reaches and firmly tilts it to look up at him. Dominic : you have anything to say for yourself or are you finally going to just listen to me and do as your told No answer from me. Okay, guess we're this the hard way I hear him say as he starts undoing his belt No wait, fine fine. I'm sorry Dominic: too late

Pinwheels and Dandelions by cjacks1124

I was kicked around like trash on the streets. I was the book that nobody could understand or read, but without a care, they were quick to rip out the pages. I screamed for attention, but time after time, I was ignored. Nobody noticed me, so I made myself at home in my own shadow. They say there's light at the end of the tunnel -- I searched and searched for it, but it could never be found. Therefore, I lost hope as I hid in the shade and endured what seemed like everlasting pain. The little hope I did have was snatched from my arms. My baby brother was my life, and they took my glimpse of hope away. Home. Is that a word? Maybe for a family of some kind, but for me, I never had a place to call home. I moved from place to place. Unstable foster care, fighting for my life in group homes, barely surviving in detention centers, and running away from being mistreated as I made many benches my temporary home. The only thing that I was familiar with was a black plastic bag containing my dirty rags. I am too young to know what it feels like to survive. These are the cards life has dealt me and I am not meant to win; however, I easily lose without trying. It is hard for me to find peace. I am paying for my mother's reckless actions. I am trapped in a world where the sun has died because I am unable to feel love. I am unable to dream. Sorrow is my aura, and the sadness hugs me. My eyes are closed shut by the barbed wire fence from my eyelashes as they prohibit tears from falling. I am damaged. When will the morning come? Did the sun put up a fight last night, like I do every single day? If I can survive the day, I know the sun isn't dead. One day, I will awake to a glorious sunrise. Until then, I hope my brother keeps blowing his pinwheel, and I will keep making wishes with every dandelion I come across. For now, all I know is that everything was taken from me, and the only thing I own is my name.

His Greatest Sanctity by lote003

"Breathe." He dipped his head down so that his lips were right at my ear, his strong arm wrapped securely around my waist, molding my body into his. "If you're going to fall apart,." He starts, teeth gritted. "Now's the time. I'll be here to put you back together when it's over." I squeezed my eyes shut again, and I did just that. I fell apart. ******* Secrets. Lies. Deception. Murder. I'd seen and done it all. And not willingly. So I left. I sacrificed my freedom to save myself, and the only way to ensure my own safety was to start over. Clean slate. New people. New me. But the last thing I expected when I arrived at Manonwell Prep Academy was to be bombarded by a boy-no, a man who held some unknown vendetta against me. Call it obsession, infatuation, hatred. To me it was all one in the same. He was everywhere I turned, like a shadow. Watching me. Taunting me. Haunting me. And it was all because of something I did to him a long time ago. It was something so bad that he couldn't stand me, that he wanted me dead, and the idea of making my life a living hell was something that he took pride in. But I didn't remember. I had no clue what I could've done to him in the past, but he was hellbent on pushing me until I did. My plans on starting over were shattered the minute I stepped inside that school. He was the type of person that demanded your attention without having to speak. He was untamed and wild and unhinged. But what he didn't know was that the Winter Travers that he knew in past, the one I didn't remember, was no longer alive. I was different. She was gone and I was here. And he was everything I should've been afraid of. Sinister, quiet, manipulative, but I knew it would be a cold day in hell before I let him win. Ronan was like gasoline waiting to be doused on the fire that inside me, and if he was ready to burn, then so was I.

Loving a killer isn't bad (reader x Ticci Toby) by Phan_Howtler

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Help me help you by Lily53338

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In To The Demon's Arms by BonBraLove

"I own you, heart, body and soul. You can never escape from me. You have debts and you have to pay me, or else, your family will vanish." His words made me tremble. The way he stands and looked down on me, half of his face is hidden by the shadow, and it made him looked more like a devil. I no longer own myself, I sold it to him to save my family, to set them free. I thought, it is the end of all of our missery, I was wrong, the muddle, is just going to begin.

ECLIPSED BY SHADOW by savagegirl005

──── ⊹₊♕₊⊹ ──── A girl with dreams too big for the world she's trapped in, her heart full of hopes for freedom. But fate has other plans. There's someone out there... her shadow, who sees her not just as a dreamer, but as a prize to claim. He makes her believe she's winning, but in the end, he always pulls her deep into his darkness. Puppet : ~~~~~~~ He destroyed me. Tore me apart until there was nothing left to save. I can't... I can't even breathe without feeling his shadow suffocating me. He stole everything-my dreams, my peace. And now, he's chasing me. Why? To crush what's left? To make me his toy? Or worse... his love? I don't know if he wants me as his puppet to torment or his love to possess, but either way, he's unraveling me. No matter how far I run, his presence clings to me, pulling me back into his darkness each time deeper than before. Puppet Master : ~~~~~~~~~~~~ She doesn't even realize how beautiful she is when she's broken. My fragile, trembling little Doll. She thinks she can run, but she belongs to me. Her innocence calls to me like a melody I can't stop listening to, so pure, so unaware of how deeply she's already mine. Oh, let her try to escape-it only makes the hunt sweeter. I love the way she trembles, the fear in her eyes when she realizes she can't outrun her devil. I'll let her break a hundred more times, let her feel the weight of her hopeless escape. And when she's nothing but shattered glass, I'll mold her into what she was always meant to be. Mine... utterly and completely mine. Ranks:- #3 in review out of 33.8k stories. #2 in awards out of 10.5k stories #3 in alphamale out of 3.22k stories.

Picking Up the Pieces (Markiplier x reader) by beg0neth0t

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Submission by korielyn

Highest ranking #1 as on 4th July 2017 "Tell me you are mine" the cold, sharp, merciless blade tried to force me into submission. Into HIS submission. I am not a property that anyone can own. "I-I am yours". Green is supposed to be my favorite color but as I look into his green merciless eyes I feel nothing but fear. "Good girl. Now, we don't want your dear ones hurt, do we?" **** Where do you see yourself in three years? Two? One? What gives you the certainty that there will be one at all? In a world where most people dream and everything is normal, how would it feel to not know what normal is? Life is never easy, and it won't ever be. It's harder when you have demons of your past and devils in your present to fight against. No one wants to lose, but how long can you keep yourself stable? Only the strong and brave survives in the race. Is she strong and brave? Triggers are present.

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THE SACRIFICE (18+) cover

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His Greatest Sanctity cover

Loving a killer isn't bad (reader x Ticci Toby) cover

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THE SACRIFICE (18+)

I stiffened as his hand slipped down and down further, pushing into my pants. "What are you doing?" I demanded shakily. Max just held onto me from behind, pushing it down until he reached my cliterous. He started stroking. Pleasure swam down below, filling me to my core. I moaned, arching my back. His fingers went down further, slipping inside me. I moaned again, throwing my head forward. He chuckled low, the sound worsening the heat covering me. "You're fucking wet. Look at this." He pulled out his fingers, showing me how they were covered in gloss. I warmed even more at the sight. I dropped my head back to his neck, still moaning. He just nipped my ear. "Are you letting your predator do naughty things with you. Are you a naughty girl, Eve?" I shook my head. I winced, my brows creasing as the warmth of pleasure started boiling. He could clearly tell I was about to come, and he pulled away. I whined in protest, dropping onto the ground when he stepped backward. I then gazed up at him, my breaths hot and heavy. "Eve," his smile was dark, sadistic, "if you want to come, then you have to earn it." ➿⭐︎➿⭐︎➿ 👠Evelyn👠 I had a somewhat normal life with my boring family, and boring future. Little did I know that someone who'd been watching me had planned to ruin it all. His name is Maddox Artimis The FireNight fraternity leader at Johnson Miller University. Little did I know... It was way more than that. Bodies laid at his feet, devouring his soul in blood. In the corner of my eye, I could see him watching me with that smile. He's going to ruin me. 🖤Max🖤 Evelyn Cadd... my obsession. This girl fascinated me to my very core. Her eyes, her soul, her body. I want her. I had been watching her for years... wanting her in my house, in my life, in my soul... I've been waiting for this. My plan is almost complete. In time... She will have nothing, but me. (The Sacrifice is a standalone, but it is in the same realm as "The Stalker" it