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She's Physco

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"All I remember from last night was going into Jacob's apartment. I'm sorry, I don't know what happened after that." I said to the police as I tried to figure out where I was.
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Caged By Him, écrit par moonchild80

"WHY CAN'T YOU GET IT INSIDE YOUR HEAD?" He trapped my trembling body between his arms and slammed his fist into the wall. I flinch at the sound as I feel tears forming in my eyes. "I'M SICK AND TIRED OF YOUR CRYING. JUST ACCEPT THE FACT THAT YOU'RE NEVER LEAVING. THIS IS YOUR LIFE NOW, WITH ME" He spits, anger consuming his voice as I push myself further against the wall. Shutting my eyes closed and turning my face to the side as I do. Moments later, I feel his rough hand on my waist and his finger grazing my cheek. "Look at me, love." His hand grips onto my jaw, his thumb playing across my lower lip. He turns my face to meet his as I lower my gaze to the floor. He lowers himself to my level and I feel his breath fanning my cheek causing my breathing to become unsteady. "I love you so much, darling. But you need to learn. You need to learn that you won't be going anywhere. You're mine." With that being said, his other hand slides down to my waist "Your entire body, your mind, your soul. All mine." All I could do was tremble at his touch. How can someone so beautiful be so heartless? ~~~~~~~~~~ All a 19 year old Aurora Shaw wanted to do was work to make a living and volunteer at the orphanage. Unfortunately for her, ruthless and cunning 26 year old Mafia leader and billionaire Tristan Black had other plans for her. He's been waiting for the perfect moment to kidnap her and finally make her his queen after 2 years of watching and stalking her every move. He'd kill anyone who gets in the way of getting what he wants. What will happen when he ruins everything she wanted and forces her to marry him? Will she escape and resist him? Or will she submit and accept her fate?

Death hall The decline, écrit par souleater185

Prologue- The long haul It's been nearly a year now since I've see Brandon and I'm really starting to worry. As I sit at my desk staring out in space I felt a breeze touch my shoulder and I thought it was nothing till it did it again that's when I was startled and paying attention now. I turned around to find a cat jumping up on my bed and staring at me. Is coat was as black as midnight with white paws. I just looked at it and it seemed to have a meaning or a purpose of being here and I couldn't tell whether it was good or bad. It just started to bathe itself as I turn back to my desk and started to type my essay when it hoped on my desk and it looked like it was saying something and then I realized it really was talking. "Hey, take your damn headphones out of your face and listen to me!"I took my headphones out and I just looked at the cat and he started talking again. "The council is asking for your presence in a week to discuss the consequences." "Wait,what council and consequences? Did I do something wrong?" "It's not what you did it's what Brandon did." "Wait, you saw Brandon,where? Is he ok?" "Not for long he's not gonna be if the council gets to him." "What do they need me for I haven't seen or heard from him in months!?" "Well all I can legally tell you is if you don't find him the council will kill him." I stood there in anger and in fear that he did something he promised he wouldn't do and on the other hand this cat is telling me that if I don't fin him that the council will kill him, I wanna know what the hell is going on. The cat leaves just as quickly as he entered and left me with the words, "I would hurry if I was you."

The Neighbor (COMPLETED), écrit par Alluringtrapx

#1 in Horror - 11/17/15 "Shhh, don't make a sound." I feel a grip around my neck feeling his hot breath on my ear. "Or I'll kill you here and now." He whispers as I felt something sharp on the side of my waist that was piercing the surface of my skin. My heart pounds heavily my breathing became strained causing me to exhale faster and heavier. We stood inside my bedroom feet away from my sleeping husband he pulls me closer to his body moving backwards to the hallway. I could only follow hoping that my life would be spared. Suddenly, we stopped by the edge of the staircase. "You're mine." He whispers in a hoarse tone placing a kiss on my cheek hitting me on the head with the back of the knife. I was seeing double. I was feeling dizzy, everything was spinning. I felt like I was in slow motion groaning at the pain looking down the stairs. That's the last thing I see before I black out. A/N: WARNING, there is profanity, gory scenes and mild sexual content throughout the book. For all you grammar nazi's. This is by no means a final draft. There are many errors and I'll get to them. Don't read if you find my grammar shitty. Lmao.

Drake's Kitten (completed) , écrit par Yellow1017

He once told me no one knows the real him.I didn't think he meant it, and not in a good way. He is a straight A student, and everyone knows it, not to mention he is on the swim team. All that though isn't the real him, the real him hides deep within himself. ---------- "Can you please tell me what that was?" I nearly shout at him. All I get is silence. He keeps his back to me. "Please, I need some explanation." I beg. I stay still as he stops dead in his tracks. His body is tense and it's scarring me. He turns around slowly to face me with his hands at his sides. His eyes meet mine, but there is no spark of any emotion in them. They are cold and dark making me look away not being able to hold his deadly stare. I feel uneasy under his gaze, and i feel his eyes burning a hole in the side of my face. "No, I won't explain because it's not important." He says in a low, almost, growl. I flinch and look back into his eyes. I feel hurt by his words and I don't know why, but I know he sees it in my eyes. His faces flashes with regret but it's quickly covered up with his faces going back to it's hard cold look. I feel my heart stop and my face go pale. His look terrified me making me hold my breath. "Breath." He orders. I start to breathe again and just blink at him. "Now go." He orders me again. I flinch involuntarily at his tone and jump back slightly. "Please don't let me walk home alone." I beg in a quiet voice, looking down at my feet. The next thing I see are his black combat boots right in front of my shoes. I look up into his eyes and he looks down into mine confusion written all over his face. "How come you aren't running yet?" He questions searching my eyes. "I just can't walk home alone, please I'm scared." I hear him chuckle. "You aren't afraid of me? What can possibly be scarier than me?" He asks. "Well, I know you will keep me safe." "Why is that?" He questions raising an eyebrow at me. "You haven't hurt me." "Yet." He mutters, but I roll my eyes.

An Anonymous Call, écrit par xfabulisaa

I had first regarded it a prank. A wrong number. A mistake. But the calls wouldn't stop. He was bothering me, disturbing me-- as though I was a selected target. As the harassment escalated, I began to imagine things. I feared every corner, was scared of the dark, began to hallucinate things which weren't real. Why? Why me? Why was this man calling me? Who was he? I had suspicions. The possibilities were endless. There was nothing anybody could do. He wouldn't stop-- so I had to take things into my own hands. ~*~ He tracked me down. He plotted to execute me. I managed to escape into the woods and beyond. I discovered his hideout, his base and his scheme. I could expose him. I could reveal his identity to the world, and he would surrender. But I made a mistake. I couldn't change my fate.

The California Nursing Home, écrit par valdezoro

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Canal Bridge, écrit par PrimisTheCreator

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The Companion Series, écrit par DepravityCorner

KillerVlogs uploaded a new video! Tape #00: Calling Creepy Numbers "A company? A friend? Simply someone to talk to. I've been... lonely as of late." The line went silent for a moment and before Killer could answer, the voice asked. "Are you perhaps... interested?" ---...--- KillerVlogs is currently LIVE! Now Streaming: Help Me "How long are you going to keep me here?" The camera positioned on uneven surface. A broken leg propped on one of the small chairs and beyond that, an easel was positioned along with a canvas effectively blocking the figure currently painting the holder of the device. The soft light of the morning from the windows betrayed the air of discomfort. The comments of the live stream pour like heavy rain. 'GET OUT!' 'RUN!' 'Is this true, like no ARG shit? Somebody call the cops!' The figure behind the canvas paused from dabbing the brush delicately on the image. Killer just know that his host was sporting a sweet smile as he said: "As long as it takes." ---...--- WARNING: This story will have dark tones and not at all, a completely healthy depiction of romance. I don't condone such behaviors in real life but for the sake of telling a story, this will be the point of view of the characters. In no way do I support the later warnings so proceed with caution.

The Ghost Story, écrit par theclosetedgoth

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Caged By Him

"WHY CAN'T YOU GET IT INSIDE YOUR HEAD?" He trapped my trembling body between his arms and slammed his fist into the wall. I flinch at the sound as I feel tears forming in my eyes. "I'M SICK AND TIRED OF YOUR CRYING. JUST ACCEPT THE FACT THAT YOU'RE NEVER LEAVING. THIS IS YOUR LIFE NOW, WITH ME" He spits, anger consuming his voice as I push myself further against the wall. Shutting my eyes closed and turning my face to the side as I do. Moments later, I feel his rough hand on my waist and his finger grazing my cheek. "Look at me, love." His hand grips onto my jaw, his thumb playing across my lower lip. He turns my face to meet his as I lower my gaze to the floor. He lowers himself to my level and I feel his breath fanning my cheek causing my breathing to become unsteady. "I love you so much, darling. But you need to learn. You need to learn that you won't be going anywhere. You're mine." With that being said, his other hand slides down to my waist "Your entire body, your mind, your soul. All mine." All I could do was tremble at his touch. How can someone so beautiful be so heartless? ~~~~~~~~~~ All a 19 year old Aurora Shaw wanted to do was work to make a living and volunteer at the orphanage. Unfortunately for her, ruthless and cunning 26 year old Mafia leader and billionaire Tristan Black had other plans for her. He's been waiting for the perfect moment to kidnap her and finally make her his queen after 2 years of watching and stalking her every move. He'd kill anyone who gets in the way of getting what he wants. What will happen when he ruins everything she wanted and forces her to marry him? Will she escape and resist him? Or will she submit and accept her fate?