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DARK PARADISE

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Willow Farrington , a photographer looking for the perfect picture .  Until her lens captures a group of guys wandering through the woods , covered in blood .  Just when she think she got away , she stumbled straight Into him , and now he's never going to let her go.

~Once I saw you run away from me in the forest  , I knew " He stabs the knife deep into the scratched wooden table as everything fell silent in the room , whilst he leaned on the table moving closer to me , with his animalistic eyes . I was terrified to ask the question , I desperately wanted to know . " Knew what ? " A smirk appeared on his face as I sat there waiting , as the silence began to torture me and he knew it . "That I had to have you " He spoke in whisper , which made even more haunting .~All Rights Reserved

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Wings of Butterflies by herview

Hoping to shake this human off once and for all, I twisted my body around rapidly with a plan to put my words into action. When I was on my way to push this man as deep into the floor as possible my body all of the sudden went rigid. When my body froze solid, so did my brain. It took me several seconds to get out of my trance and when I finally did, all that was running through my mind were two words. Those eyes. All of the feelings that I had been hiding for the last 160 years were now coming crashing down on me. They were literally shooting out from this human's eyes like fire. A fire that burned into my core.

Reaper's Pet by JoselinToftlund

"I love you," Jack smiled. They looked at each other for what felt like a decade. "...No. No you don't." Willow rolled her eyes. "It seemed like the part of our fight where I should say it," he smirked, only making her anger rise. "Why are you doing this?" His expression faltered for a second as he heard the fear in her voice. "Treating me like this? Do you hate me or something? Or do you just not care if I live or die?" His eyes widened briefly before he shook his head. "I don't hate you, or want you to die. But I can't like you either. Humans live a short life, I live forever." He paused, taking a breath. "I can't let myself get attached to someone that will just die on me, or put you in danger," Jack sighed, scratching his neck. Something in his voice made Willow believe this wasn't his words, but rather, words he had been told. Do you love reapers, forbidden love, and a reaper boy you can't help but adore? Then this is the story for you! When Willow made a deal with a reaper to save her little brother, she never expected to end up as one's bloodbag. Or, as Jack likes to call her, 𝙋𝙚𝙩. Join Willow on her journey as she discovers the hidden supernatural world that has been right under her nose for longer than she even remembers. And pray to Death for her soul, because 𝘥𝘢𝘮𝘯, she's gonna need it.

Mansion in the Woods by ourcreepypastalover

Hostage. Prisoner. What ever you wish to call it. They won't let me nor my friends leave. Taken by a cannibalistic family and claimed I was being adopted into their family. I already have a family of my own. And what of my friends that's with me? They're the main course. In the little town of Norbury, Canada, there have been several people disappearing without a trace. A couple of my colleagues and I decided to do a news article and discover the reasons for all the missing people. However I never realized the horrors that would await us in the quiet little town. The town is not a real place in Canada, I just made it up. This is my first story ever so if I have grammar mistakes PLEASE CORRECT ME!!! I'm not a writer but I've had this idea in my head ever since I watched Hostel and Wrong Turn so I figured I'd see if anyone else is interested. I don't own any of the images Warning! the first few chapters are a bit bumpy but they get better! Warning!!! Graphic content, Violence, Gore, Torture!!!

All The Days I Was Gone by NightmareWonderlands

My feet sank into the damp, muddy earth as I fled through the field. I could feel my heart pounding rapidly against my bruised chest, and I could hear his rasping breath as he chased after me. "I can't let him catch me." Forrest Peterson was sixteen when she disappeared without a trace. There were no leads, no trails, no body to be found. There were no witnesses or suspects. She was just gone. A year and a half after her disappearance, Forrest is found bloody, broken, and desperate to be rescued. She escaped from her captors and longs to find normalcy in her life again, starting with the handsome and familiar man who saved her. Everything should be falling in place after the eighteen months she was missing, but there's a problem. Forrest doesn't remember anything. She doesn't remember being kidnapped, she doesn't remember what happened, she doesn't remember who her kidnappers are. Her mind is blank, and she fears her kidnappers identities will never be revealed. As Forrest struggles to find her place back in life she slowly begins unraveling the fragments of her memory, uncovering the painful secrets her past holds. The truth of what happened that fateful day and the horrors she faced is just a flashback away, and she wants the answers as soon as she can get them. But Forrest is running out of time. The monsters are still out there, and they're much closer than she thinks. *Pictures are not mine and belong to their rightful photographers*

Fear by Louisapoof

Psychological Horror and Slow-burn Dark Romance. 18+ --------------------------- It's been five years since that fateful Friday night. I remember it like it was yesterday. The night I was kidnapped. I was held against my will. Tortured. Starved. Broken apart, piece by piece. All in the name of "curing" me. He didn't just steal my freedom. He rewrote the rules of pain, of fear - and then, somehow, of love. If you'd told me I'd fall for the man who ruined my life, I would've laughed in your face. But reality doesn't always follow logic. He's given me this journal and I'm going to write my story. This is my truth. My confession. My war cry. Because what he did to me deserves to be known. --------------------------- THIS BOOK CONTAINS TRAUMATIC CONTENT! TRIGGER WARNINGS: Kidnapping, assault, systemic abuse, mentions of Domestic Violence and childhood trauma, phobias, blood and gore, body horror, and mental illnesses including severe psychosis. READER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED! --------------------------- Original version: 2023-24 Rewrite started: Feb 2025 to present

His Puppet by Immaculate3

Millie Reston wakes up bleeding from wounds that only she can see in mirrors. Her memories are fracturing, entire days vanish, familiar people become strangers, and her best friend insists conversations never happened. When she discovers footage of her own death, shot six times outside a hotel, the truth becomes impossible to deny, she died that night. And somehow, she came back. But her resurrection wasn't an accident. For six years, something ancient and predatory has been watching her, testing her, pushing her to the breaking point just to see what happens when she breaks. Now, as reality itself begins to unravel around her, Millie must uncover what she's become and why the monsters who made her won't let her go. Some experiments don't end when the subject escapes. Some experiments are just beginning.

After Curfew by SlytherinAfff

Willow's always been known as the good girl with the wealthy parents who could do no wrong. Little do they know that this seemingly perfect girl has some less than perfect secrets; and the fact that she's been sneaking out past curfew every night since the beginning of summer isn't the worst one. Distancing herself from the people at school has become lonely, but everything changes when a group of bad boys that she meets after curfew one night transfer to her school and begin to take an interest in her; one even more than the rest. But will they be able to protect her when events from her past re-surface and begin to get her into more trouble than she ever wanted? ********************** We were a circuit, electricity flowing through us at every connection, every light touch igniting a heat that was exhilarating but dangerous. Like we could catch fire and burn to the ground at any second. "Did you take your own advice? Did you ever forgive yourself?" I whispered, my words evaporating in the heat around us. He moved towards me, trapping me against the car door as his lips traced over my jaw, down to my neck. "This," he whispered, his thumb tracing the waistband of my jeans, making my breathing falter. "Allowing myself to feel this happiness, to feel you...this is me forgiving myself." He kissed me, calming the raging storm in me and igniting a new one. I wasn't sure which would cause more destruction, but I knew only one had pretty blue eyes and a effortless smile that could convince me it was all worth it. It probably was.

𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 | 1980 (𝐁𝐋) by ediyoursna

"Looks like you're already falling for me," 𝐃𝐁𝐂 𝐂𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 # 2 (TW, look at the description first before reading) After Beckett ran away from his abusive mother, who hated him, a man brought him to a mysterious mansion. There, he encountered some unusual people, and strange events began to unfold. He felt threatened, scared, and anxious just being in that place. Then he met Nicklaus, and it felt like love at first sight. However, there was something unsettling about him that Beckett couldn't quite identify. Living there was driving him to the edge of madness. Why did it seem like he was the one losing his mind when the others were the real problem? Would he be able to survive in that place... or not? 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 ☆ 𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅 & 𝒔𝒐 𝒐𝒏 ☆ 𝒑𝒔𝒚𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒉/𝒑𝒔𝒚𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒄 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 ☆ 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕 ☆ 𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒃𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒎 ☆ 𝒑𝒐𝒍𝒚𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒚 •𝒃𝒙𝒃 •𝒃𝒙𝒃𝒙𝒃 •𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝚁𝙴𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙳𝙴𝚁: sometimes I don't do proofreading so...sorry for the typos and grammatical errors. -ediyoursna

The Devils Advocate by femalefictional

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His Perfect Doll by galactic_tearz

"Please let me go!" I cried. He smiled and tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear. "It's okay, soon you'll be the perfect doll for me." *** Daisy Jefferson never expected to be sobbing in the trunk of a car but that is exactly where she ended up. Daisy is now being held hostage by one of her classmates: Peter Powell. One of the popular kids who you would have never expected to be an insane kidnapper. Now that Peter has Daisy, he wants to turn her into the perfect doll. All Peter has ever dreamed of is a pretty doll that he could control. And now Daisy can be that. Just one flaw in his plan: Daisy doesn't want to be there, and she will do anything to escape. (By the way, the lines on the girls face on the cover is like the sketching outlines when you draw. So you know where to put the face and lips.)

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Wings of Butterflies

Hoping to shake this human off once and for all, I twisted my body around rapidly with a plan to put my words into action. When I was on my way to push this man as deep into the floor as possible my body all of the sudden went rigid. When my body froze solid, so did my brain. It took me several seconds to get out of my trance and when I finally did, all that was running through my mind were two words. Those eyes. All of the feelings that I had been hiding for the last 160 years were now coming crashing down on me. They were literally shooting out from this human's eyes like fire. A fire that burned into my core.