[The Valentine's Cage]

Dream is a murderer. Cold blooded trigger finger. He doesn't care about the pain he's caused people. No regrets. No mercy. He's been hurt too many times to care. His childhood trauma constantly comes back to haunt him. The only way to fix it is to kill those who have hurt him. George is a newbie to America. After fleeing from his abusive ex to a whole other country, he's left with nowhere to go. No money, and his only friend lives hours from where he landed. What will happen when he witnesses a crime committed by a gorgeous blonde? #3 in dnf #1 in dnf Started: July 13, 2023 Ended: August 16, 2023 TW: R@pe mentions Sexual assault/harassment Descriptive violence Death Weapons Abuse Smoking Alcohol Kidnapping Self harm NSFW Suicidal mentions Eating disorder mentions

A nightmare. A piece of my imagination. A game of my mind. It was all just that and nothing else. Yet it feels as if it I know this for decades. Or years. I don't know. What I do know is this isn't going to repeat and play again and again like a clip. I wish it never does. I am already haunted by that thing and don't want to be more terrified. This is all I want. But looks like whatever is going on... It will haunt me. What feels to be the obsession of a black magician and the Devil himself? A Moment To Touch- # Book2 of GOD OF CURSES

Two entirely different worlds. One destroyed and the other, turned into chaos. But when some from each world get put into one new world, will they get along? Or will all hell break loose? That's what they want to figure out. But when history repeats itself, things get out of hand.

Still mourning from the untimely death of her mother, and a week before leaving the Nassau county with her best-friend, and with that, everything else she had ever known, Sol find herself wrongfully charged and incarcerated for the murder of a member of her family. Already depressed at the idea of her once-promising future now marred by the bleak confine of a prison cell, she now also has to the deal with the fact that she has just caught the eyes of a man, whose power and reputation for brutality alone precede him. ....... "Little flower" , He said, his fingers gently tilting my head up to look at him. "Yes", I breathlessly exhaled "If you ever speak to me like that again, I will rip your fucking throat out.", He continued with a terrifying smile. ...... - And because his ancestors were never picky about their business endeavours, partly due to their direct ties to royalty, and due to their connections to upper-class members of the justice system in Europe and eventually in North America and Asia, the man's family had been direct benefactors of both world wars due to their involvement in the weapon industry, and as suppliers of the adrenaline-pumping drug both the Germans and the French/Americans were injecting in their soldiers before sending them to battle. It's safe to say the man's power knew no bound or restrain. Power that carried through with every single one of the man's actions. Indeed, The man never yelled and never raised his voice, he never had to. The man was curt in his speech. His deep, raspy, baritone voice almost always resonated through with the same monotonous tone. Unless it was to handle his bi-daily entertainments, which were often eccentric in genre and deriving from eclectic sources. It was only then, you'd see the man's eyes twinkle with amusement, frequently at the expense of others. - ______ WARNING [Contains mature, potentially triggering content]

I flinch as his hand reaches to my face, and aggressively pulls down the cloak from my head. He surveys my tear stained face and jewelry all the way down to my dress. Then he speaks, "what's your name?" I open my mouth but no words come out. Fear grips me again. "I believe I asked you a question," his eyes grow darker. "Al-Alice" I whisper. His eyes wander outside to the window. "You will address me as 'your highness' and I do not tolerate mistakes. I will punish you and you will never forget to follow my orders. Do I make myself clear?" -------------------- In this world everybody has a soulmate. Two people that are meant to be together for the rest of their lives. Finding them isn't as hard as you'd think, since every two people that belong together have the same tattoo somewhere on their body. It is something you're born with, something that's meant to be. There is no doubt that these two people no matter the status or finances, belong together. Some grow up knowing their future soulmate, some find them later in life, but in the end they always belong together. Marrying someone, who isn't you soulmate is punishable here in my family's kingdom Lyria. My father always believed in the bond. But what if the bond isn't meant to be after all. Or could it be true that my soulmate is no other than darkness himself. That he's the heartless king our country is currently at war with. The one that leaves not even woman and children alive.... Ranks✨ #2 forced ~02.07.20 #2 heartless ~07.07.20 #91 fear ~09.07.20 #1 castle ~10.07.20 #1 obsession ~12.07.20 #1 royalty ~ 02.08.20 #1 hatelove ~02.08.20 #1 cruel ~02.08.20 #1 hate ~ 03.08.20 #1 princess ~ 10.08.20 #1 king ~ 26.11.20 #3 midieval ~ 22.12.20 #1 evil ~ 20.02.21 CAUTION This book contains violence and gore along with cursing. Also if you're triggered by domestic violence DONT READ THIS BOOK. Thanks. ❤️New rewritten addition is out now called Feared Crimson King❤️

You never thought it would come to this, but it did.. The worlds may meet, and the outcome... Would be tragic

//He had my hands pinned tightly above my head as I squirmed beneath him. The blade twisting between his fingers. He held it up to my throat. I was afraid but refused to show it. "Hurt me." I said between gritted teeth. He just gave me a sorrowful glance before driving the dagger into my flesh.// This is no story of love and happiness. This is a story of death and destruction. One of a man and woman who met one night and not only changed the lives of themselves, but the lives of a whole world of people. One was fire and one was water. They were perfectly balanced. Until one night when the sun fell just below the tip of the tallest castle, the balance faltered, and all hell broke loose. Fire on fire. This is no memorable story that was told on for generations after. No. This is a story of the forgotten. ------------------------------------------- The prince and princess are forced to marry out of their fathers hatred for one another. Yet, there's a falter to the plan and murder gets involved. Will the two be able to put aside years of pent up hatred, or will love conquer all? #2 in tragiclovestory Socials: @0fficialcrystalwebb on tiktok

These puny citizens of Dreamscape live boring, dreadful lives. Everyday it's the same deal. So I decided to add a little fun into the recipe... There's five of them. Five of them that can beat me. If they combine their strengths and smarts, they can kill me. This is the one apocalypse I can ever be stopped. If they can't stop me now, I will be infinite. But don't worry, there's a slim chance I will be beaten. It's been millenniums since I've destroyed a universe, so this should be fun!

The original court? Dead. Their children? With grief. And their grandchildren? Let's see. Because, history rewrites itself and we can't escape our own demons, can we?