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The Love Letter

Leituras 105
Votos 28
Capítulos 26
Tempo 2h 24m

Leituras 105
Votos 28
Capítulos 26
Tempo 2h 24m

consuming dangerous fierce forbidden heartbreak hidden intense love obsessed passion

"Will you handle it? Because after 30 days it will be difficult. You can bail, I am cool with anything you choose. You know, you can't say, "no I'll just do 30 days but I'll control myself." No you can't: it's practically impossible so choose wisely because there is no turning back." He tells me. I let out a long breath but I am still confident that I will be good after this.

This warning he gives me attracts me to him more. Like a firefly to fire or a vampire to blood. My rational side let's me know to run for the hills but the curiosity overpowers all reason. I need to see how this turns out. Will it be as he says or can I actually get out of the web I've managed to trap myself in.Todos os Direitos Reservados

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His Last Confession, de Anna_Rae_99

Two thousand nine hundred and twenty-two days. That's how long I've existed in the wreckage of my past. Eight years of hushed whispers, of judgmental stares, of the cold, merciless words-he deserved it. Eight years of therapy, of drowning in grief, of aching for a way to make him proud beyond the grave. Then he appeared. A man who crashed into my world like a storm, reckless and untamed, with no intention of staying. I should have hated him. I did hate him. Yet my body betrayed me, drawn to him with a hunger that defied reason. He was heat and danger, temptation wrapped in sin, and against every instinct, I craved him. I craved everything about him. With him, I forgot-if only for a moment. The pain. The ghosts. The past that held me prisoner. Until it all came rushing back, threatening to consume me. Now, I stand on the edge of something I never asked for-a love that feels like both salvation and ruin-and a truth that refuses to stay buried.

His Possession {Major editing}, de AshesAfterMidnight

"I don't want to go with you" I whispered... Big mistake. I screamed as he slammed me down to the ground hard and held my neck, he straddled my hips hovering over me and growled in my ear making me whimper. "You are mine do you understand? Mine. And I will have you to myself which means you are going to join me and my pack" he said and I shook my head "j-just reject me and none of this has to happen" I whispered and he growled sliding his other hand down my stomach. "Don't test me mate" he said and I gasped as he grabbed me "you belong to me now so like I said before. Go home and pack your bags" he said and I just shook my head "I don't want to leave my pack-" "To-fucking-bad" he said "I let you go twice. I'm not letting you go again" he growled and I looked up at him nervously shaking my head. "Do as I say or I'll kill your pack. One. By. One" he said putting his lips to my ear "no" I whimpered and he looked at me. "I-I'll do it" I whispered and he nodded letting me go.

Bloodyship, de sillimiii

A sacred union sealed by the mating of a true born hybrid and the calmest among nature....,. It's a bloody relationship.... " You wanna know how worked up I've been? " He urges, bitting his lip. Without giving me time to answer, he gets too close and I feel my breathing accelerate and his breath on my cheek , making me feel warm and fuzzy at all the right places. I try to open my mouth to say something but he has other plans. He leans in and runs his hands down my arms. " I have been uncomfortably hard these past few days and I can't even fuck my girlfriend without picturing your face " he whispers again,his eyes boring into mine blazing a dangerous shade of red. And for some insane reason , I begin to feel uncomfortably good, light headed and tinglish in my belly. And I don't know why but I like it. So I keep quiet and allow him to continue. " I don't only picture your beautiful face Sey. I imagine how you will feel around me and for some fucked up reason I know you're going to be so goddamn tight " he murmurs so close to my ear that I feel his lips on them, so soft and they begin trailing down my neck. I buckle with a weird sensation and he immediately grabs me by the waist , keeping our bodies flush against each other. " Do you feel that ? " He asks slowing kissing my jaw and I do I feel his hard front rubbing against my body and it feels like I'm going to explode. I make a weird sound at the back of my throat and he growls closing his eyes and his nostrils flaring " Just a taste " he growls staring at my lips and I'm spellbound and my brain feels foggy. But I think he sees it in my eyes , the answer to his not so there question, because immediately he lips brush over mine , just a feather like touch which has my eyes rolling back. I feel his breathing increase and his lips part ready to take mine in , until I'm brought out of the trance by a growling voice " What the fuck are you doing to my girlfriend? "

ℑ 𝔖𝔱𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔏𝔬𝔳𝔢 𝔜𝔬𝔲, de Strawbeary-Loaf

ᵞᴬᴺᴰᴱᴿᴱ ᶜᴿᵁˢᴴ ˣ ᶠᴼᴿᴹᴱᴿ ᵞᴬᴺᴰᴱᴿᴱ ᴿᴱᴬᴰᴱᴿ WILL EDIT WHEN COMPLETED!! #5 lime 20220621 #1 Yandere 20230409 (Bffr 💀 🤣) #2 Obsession 20230409 (Y'all crazy 🧋👀) "You're fucking crazy!!" I shouted. Ironic, right? I was in the exact same position he was in before. "I'm crazy for you. Literally. I would do anything and I mean anything to keep you all to myself." He tells me, scoffing at the thought of something as if he found an inside joke. "I know selfish. I know I'm supposed to be a good Christian boy and here I am... haha... killing people for you~" The psycho admits, gazing at me with a grin on his face. Holding a bloody knife in his grasp. The sharp point's on his index finger, slowly twirling it. "You're crazy for me, you said you love me and-" "I WAS crazy for you but I wasn't that crazy to KILL innocent people for you because I knew I had issues but this is beyond insane!" I'm standing face to face in front of my brainwashed crush. The one I kidnapped and told him things that was beyond coherence to him at the moment. I confessed my feelings for him in the same method. ---- But he was never like this because I was the one that changed him. It was me. After almost two months of captivity, I let him go. For the reason of him: never loving me. I Deleted my social media accounts, dropped my classes, and burned his stuff I kept. I haven't seen him for days until one day when I was walking to my classes. I accidentally bumped into him with my schedule and he grabbed it amongst the other miscellaneous stuff, and ever since then, I've been seeing him everywhere. At times, I wish he would've just reported me. Because this is a living nightmare. Started: 20210327 (I think?) Ended:

Trapped in a Black Rose , de lilli_vmaya

They say love is meant to set you free. it is a fairy tale a dream But what if it traps you instead? he wasn't supposed to be in my life. He wasn't supposed to know my fears, my pain... or the danger I walked into. But he did. Now, those who tried to hurt me are the ones begging for mercy. And Him? He just smiles and says, "You're mine, now. No one can hurt you-just tell me, and I'll take care of it." I should run. I should be scared. But instead, I feel safe in the arms of the boy who is a phyco, who killed people for me, who shouldn't have found me. This isn't love. This is obsession. And yet... I don't want to escape Love isn't supposed to be this intense, this dangerous. But with him, I feel safe. And trapped. So tell me... is this love? Or a beautiful curse?.

Assassin's Lover Part I, de lariumrah

He was sleeping next to me, I was scared of him, because at home He was my husband , to the world he was business tycoon , To the men in the underworld he was the king. I was scared to be with him but above all that he was handsome, he was hot and smart. I was scared that he might kill me , I was scared that he might ruined my life . I was scared to sleep next to him because every time he touches me it feels he is killing me, every time he does that I wanted to yell "STAY AWAY FROM ME, YOU RAPIST". its hard to keep my self in control. There is always someone keeping an eye on me. I can't eat, sleep and breath without his permission . I have to tell him what I am doing every time every minutes. it's like " I am prisoner " .(It's hard right, I know that how my life begins and guess what it was only the beginning) (evil smile )..

My Big Fat Demons [Revised], de SyreLexius

"I'm inexperienced but yes I am a submissive," I replied. "Why?" I followed up suspiciously. "I have something to ask you." He started as he slid his phone back into his pocket. "What?" I squinted my eyes, skeptical of his next question. Did he want to publish my work? If so the answer is a definite no. While I enjoy writing, I really don't think I'm that good at it. Definitely not good enough to get published. He took a step closer, causing my heart to start racing. My first instinct was to flee to the room I'm staying in. With the proximity, I had a feeling he's not going to ask me to publish the book. The way his eyes burned into my soul I felt like he wanted something more. Which is crazy because just 3 weeks ago he told me I disgusted him. That I ruined his appetite just by being near him. Now he's looking at me as if he wants to kiss me. Considering what he said last night, I wouldn't be surprised if he did. The fucked up thing is, I kind of want him to. "Will you be my submissive?" He asked. ~ *Full synopsis in the Introductory Chapter*

Transcendent Thirst , de YOLOwriting101

"What I was going to say was selfish..." He mumbled. I edge closer to him until my hand slowly cradled his cheek. Tilting his head up to look at me. "Please let me know what it was." I beg him pathetically. He begins to chew his lip and that's when I knew he was nervous. Nervous about what? I'm not exactly sure. "With everything I said...I was going to say at the same time...never...leave me." He confessed painfully almost. That's when I lost all sense of control and pressed my lips onto his. Kissing him with all my strength and all the built up desire that's accumulated. I continued to kiss him until at some point my tongue made it's way into his mouth. Tasting a sweet flavor that I've never encountered. As I got deeper in the kissing I feel myself fly back into a tree. Slammed against it that I felt myself lose my breath. Trying to catch it, I look up at Achille. His eyes were now a crimson red that intrigued me. He shook his head and suddenly he was gone in a blur. Confused, I stood as I had to pop my back from the hard hit into the tree. Looking in the direction Achille ran off, I knew I couldn't see him because it'd be a blur. Always thought it was fascinating how when he runs you can't see it. Being a vampire must be...fascinating. Yet he makes it out to be hell. I can't understand that kind of complicity of being a vampire and the issues. I get it, they drink blood. Though there's multiple things beside humans that offer blood! He acts like it's so horrific. I would love to know what it felt like for a day. Just one day...

Taunting the Stalker, de redthorns06

He's obsessed, insane even. He has to know her, watch her, touch her. She's his, and nothing will stop him. But she's smarter than he thinks.. ••• "You call me if he bothers you ever again, yeah?" "It's really nothing I-" he cuts me off "You'll call me." He says firmer "okay?" "Okay" I say softly, looking up at him. He's so fucking close to me. We just stand there for a moment and I'm having trouble remembering how to breathe. He leans closer, gently tilting my head up so that my eyes stay on him. "Good girl"

Chasing December (#wattyawards2015), de lalamusicisme

There was something about him. Or maybe there was something about me. I didn't want him in my life but he ran into it; literally. He liked to hide in trees, irritate me, and read books; despite the fact that it went against his image. He was more than meets the eye. Although at first I didn't want to know more. He lured me in like an unsuspecting moth to an open flame. Knowing the dangers I went in, wanting to know more. It could hurt me but it was too irresistible and I was drawn in. This isn't how the bad boy made me bad or about how I made him good. This is about how we changed each other lives. In good and bad ways. Whatever that means. "I don't bite.... hard." He smirked at me, winking one of his bright hazel eyes at me. It only made me more frustrated. "Yeah but Hunter, if you did you'd probably give me rabies." I rolled my eyes looking back at the book in my hand.

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His Last Confession

Two thousand nine hundred and twenty-two days. That's how long I've existed in the wreckage of my past. Eight years of hushed whispers, of judgmental stares, of the cold, merciless words-he deserved it. Eight years of therapy, of drowning in grief, of aching for a way to make him proud beyond the grave. Then he appeared. A man who crashed into my world like a storm, reckless and untamed, with no intention of staying. I should have hated him. I did hate him. Yet my body betrayed me, drawn to him with a hunger that defied reason. He was heat and danger, temptation wrapped in sin, and against every instinct, I craved him. I craved everything about him. With him, I forgot-if only for a moment. The pain. The ghosts. The past that held me prisoner. Until it all came rushing back, threatening to consume me. Now, I stand on the edge of something I never asked for-a love that feels like both salvation and ruin-and a truth that refuses to stay buried.