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Agent 33

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Time 3h 48m

Reads 20,980
Votes 510
Parts 26
Time 3h 48m

Mature

dark death killer love mafia romance secondchance trauma

When dead bodies, killed in identical ways start to show up, suspicion is raised. When the Hendrix family track down the killer, the last thing they expect to see was a familiar face.

***

"Tell me why I have no memory of meeting you Charlotte..." Cameron says, before his eyes glance down to my lips.

"Yet I have a clear memory of what your pussy tastes like" He whispers.

(Hendrix #6)All Rights Reserved

dark death killer love mafia romance secondchance trauma

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Broken and Bruised by Vixenn404

When you are bartending, substituting for a friend and a frat boy slides you a fifty, hoping you'll spend a night with him. Instead of going completely feral which would be the most expected outcome and understandably so. You tell him your boyfriend just arrived. So you saunter your butt in tight black jeans up to a tall dark and dangerous, asking him to be your pretend boyfriend. The inked grump stares down at you but acts like he hasn't heard your request so mortified beyond belief, you are about to slink back to the bar. That's when he moves. He grasps you by the belt loop of the jeans and tugs you close and goes ahead to then then kiss the breath out of you. You are so consumed by this stranger that when you hear his companion chuckle, you pull away, embarrassment coating your cheeks red. The man let's you go and says, "he's gone." You head back to the bar and a regular, aka your bestfriend stops you and asks, "Do you have any idea who you just kissed? " ***** And that ladies and gentlemen is how I met HIM, My saviour. MAJOR TRIGGER WARNING⚠️ Violence Sexual Abuse Most of my chapters contain triggering content. Don't read if you are faint of heart.

The Price Of Love by saggy_tortila

Jayson Hendrix. The eldest child of Eleanor and Issac Hendrix, and the heir to everything they stand for. *** The responsibilities Jay faces are endless, although his priority has always been making sure his siblings survive another day. After being forced away from his family, Jay's main priority is now getting back home. When that proves to be near impossible, he decides to accept his faith. He's miserable and worried to the point of sickness, but his maid seems to be doing a great job at unintentionally taking his mind off things. *** "Don't kiss me, Talia.." I whisper as a last resort, my words coming out breathless. I keep my eyes on hers, knowing if I look back down at her lips I'm fucking done for. "Will it piss you off if you do?" She whispers, the challenge in her tone clear. My silence is a good enough answer for her since she's slowly pushing off the wall and pressing herself harder into me. Her forehead touches mine, and I think my heart stops when I feel her lips lightly skim against mine. My eyes fall shut immediately while I try to remind myself how much of a bad idea this is.

The Girl Who Cried Massacre (Leather face x Reader) by Raven2019

Love comes in all kinds of forms; genuine, twisted, unconditional, and pure. Jedidiah Sawyer had never experienced love in any way, shape, or form. However, that all changed when he met you. Thanks to your qualifications, you became an intern for a psychiatrist at Gorman House Youth Reformery. Dealing with patients was a hassle, but you grew an attraction to Jedidiah. You felt sympathy for him, yet a part of you knew that a killer like him could never change. Will your dangerous, yet tempting attraction to Jedidiah lead you onto a path of death? Or will you realize that your heart is making a grave mistake? -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This is a co-written Fan Fiction with @BrujaWrites Inspired by the 2017 "Leatherface" movie

Xavier by devilsgoodgirl

Trust me to worship your body. ......................................... Xavier Devonte, a charming young man was seated in a restaurant at a 7-star hotel sipping on his scotch, waiting for his assistant, Charlotte. He sips on his malty drink and closes his eyes to feel the drink do its magic. "Excuse me," says a soft sweet voice cutting through the relaxing jazz playing in the background. He opens his eyes to look at the most beautiful girl with the biggest gray eyes he had ever seen. He was lost in her eyes and had forgotten to ask what she wanted. "Are you ok?" Asks the girl. "Hm..." That is all Xavier could manage to say. She looks at both their sides giving Xavier a look at her slender neck which looked tasty enough to bite and leave hickeys. The girl looks back at Xavier and comes closer to him, close enough to whisper. Xavier was curious about what was happening and leans in closer to her. "I would like to use your services" she whispers. "Services? What kind, mio amore?" Says Xavier sniffing her. She smelt so fresh. "You know, your services" she insists. "Be clear and I'll give you what you want" says Xavier ready to give his life for this incredible creature in front of him. She bites her lip and moves even further, close to his ear, and whispers "I want to have sex" Xavier feels a tickle when her lips touch his ear and dick itch with her sinful request.

Attracted to His Cold by whore_for_mafia

It wasn't really the result I was looking for. In fact, it was even better. I never really thought that this would happen to me. I never believed someone could love, well, me. But they did. He did. And despite his 'reputation', despite his lifestyle, despite everything everyone had ever told me, I loved him just as unconditionally. But will everything stay in harmony? How long will my paradise last for until my past comes back? Will they haunt me? Catch me? Kill me? "Livia? Tiago?" I ask, my voice breaking slightly. If they're here, then.... "Where is he? Where's-" "Gattina." All the breath in my lungs disappear as I turn to find the source of the voice. Half-way through my turn, I can see his dark silhouette at the end of the hallway. When I breathlessly say my next word, it feels as if I can breathe properly again for the first time in over a month. "Lupo." I run towards him without a second thought, sprinting full speed at him, and jump into his awaiting arms. He engulfs me in the warmest hug I've ever felt, entrapping me entirely - not that I mind. I cry in joy at finally being reunited with him as I bury my head into his neck, burrowing myself into him and vowing never to let him go again. Unwrapping myself from him, I look up at into his eyes. They're filled with love and relief, the same emotions I imagine my eyes are filled with. That quickly changes when his face contorts into one of pain. "Cole?" my brows furrow in confusion. He lets out a pained and strangled noise before he drops to his knees, collapsing at my feet. I gasp when I see Viktor behind him, holding a bloodied knife. A/N: Hey guys. Be prepared for dark themes, mature language, mature scenes, and so much more. Enjoy the roller-coaster, you are locked in... - Potential PTSD triggers! - BDSM themes! - Mentions of rape. - Mentions of abuse. - Mentions of torture. - Gun play! - Knife play! - Dark kink! (Warnings will be put at the beginning of potential trigger chapters)

Death Rose by WildChocolate09

When life gives you lemons, you should make lemonade out of them, right? Well, not these girls. They devoured the lemons head strong because life forgot to send them the sugar. His words didn't scare me as they did to the other girls. Instead, they enticed me. They filled me with lust, blood lust. __ Raven As he pulled me up by my hair and dragged me to the plane, one thing was for sure. He had officially made it onto the list of people I'm eager to toture till death. __ Katrina

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Retribution for Her by sammiecraw

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Ending Silence by saggy_tortila

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When you are bartending, substituting for a friend and a frat boy slides you a fifty, hoping you'll spend a night with him. Instead of going completely feral which would be the most expected outcome and understandably so. You tell him your boyfriend just arrived. So you saunter your butt in tight black jeans up to a tall dark and dangerous, asking him to be your pretend boyfriend. The inked grump stares down at you but acts like he hasn't heard your request so mortified beyond belief, you are about to slink back to the bar. That's when he moves. He grasps you by the belt loop of the jeans and tugs you close and goes ahead to then then kiss the breath out of you. You are so consumed by this stranger that when you hear his companion chuckle, you pull away, embarrassment coating your cheeks red. The man let's you go and says, "he's gone." You head back to the bar and a regular, aka your bestfriend stops you and asks, "Do you have any idea who you just kissed? " ***** And that ladies and gentlemen is how I met HIM, My saviour. MAJOR TRIGGER WARNING⚠️ Violence Sexual Abuse Most of my chapters contain triggering content. Don't read if you are faint of heart.