The Artistic Desire
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BROKEN SOUL
When a fractured soul stumbles upon a tender heart, one that whispers to the wounds of loneliness, fear, and sorrow, it breathes life into the pages of despair, turning them into stories of joy, safety, and longing. He, with hands both gentle and possessive, claims her with the depth of an ocean's pull. He adores every inch of her, as if she were his own universe. And she, fragile yet strong, surrenders to him. She falls-deeper than she ever thought possible-her already broken heart mended in the warmth of his embrace, only to shatter once more. When the one who was her world-the love of her life, the only place she ever called home-becomes the very source of her anguish. A single moment, a fleeting glance, and suddenly, love twists into hate, tenderness into spite. The brokenness they once shared becomes the very thing that separates them. How can two souls, once so intertwined, now stand against the very bond that brought them together? Could this be the end of everything they built-this fragile love, this fragile hope? Or, in the suffocating grip of their despair, can they still find a flicker of light amidst the darkness? Will they rise, hand in hand, to fight against the ghosts of their pasts, the wounds they once healed, and the ones they've inflicted upon each other? In the ruins of their love, could they still find the strength to rebuild, to heal the broken and the mended together? Only time will reveal if they can conquer the darkness... together.Complete
𝘿𝙀𝙑𝙄𝙇'𝙎 𝙋𝘼𝙒𝙉
𝑯𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒑𝒆, 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒉𝒆'𝒅 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒈𝒐.
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝕕𝕖𝕧𝕚𝕝𝕤 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕝 || 𝗝𝗝𝗞 𝗙𝗙 ||
𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚛𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚕 𝚗𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚞𝚢 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝?? - ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ʙᴜʏ ᴋʏᴀʀᴀ 🤍💫
Let Them Rest
Age Gap. Mature themes. Dark romance. Self-torture. Toxic. T.W Includes themes of grooming. (Ahem...accidental) . . . She's watching him, His grip on her hips...bruising, His pace? Unforgiving. He's taking and she can't stop offering...won't stop offering. "I think I'm fall-" Words are muffled, Hand over her mouth, his rough skin against her lips preventing another word from escaping. His movements deepening....and that...should hurt...right? It turns her on even more...Complete
𝐒𝐧𝐡𝐞𝐚:𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐔𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞
"𝑨𝑹𝑬 𝒀𝑶𝑼 𝑻𝑯𝑨𝑻 𝑬𝑨𝑮𝑬𝑹 𝑻𝑶 𝑩𝑬 𝑭𝑼𝑪𝑲𝑬𝑫 𝑩𝒀 𝑴𝒀 𝑮𝑼𝑵" 𝑹𝑬𝒀𝑨𝑵𝑺𝑯 𝑹𝑨𝑰 𝑺𝑼𝑹𝒀𝑨 𝑽𝑨𝑵𝑺𝑯𝑰 "I am the Darkest Desire which keeps on adding fuel to her wants, she has to learn how to obey, because she is no one's else's property but 𝑴𝑰𝑵𝑬. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝑴𝑰𝑵𝑬 𝒕𝒐 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝑴𝑵𝑬 𝒕𝒐 𝑩𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌, 𝑴𝑰𝑵𝑬 𝑻𝑶 𝑭𝒖𝒄𝒌, 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝑩𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒐𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝑫𝑰𝑬" 𝑺𝑵𝑬𝑯𝑨 𝑻𝑯𝑨𝑲𝑼𝑹 " I never thought of mylife as Hell but staying in here with him feels like one but why do I feel so comfortable with him why does he makes me crave for him bit by bit . Why does my body reacts to his touch, when j should feel disgusted of it, what is this feeling i can't understand but I know 𝑯𝑬 𝑰𝑺 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑶𝑵𝑬 𝑭𝑶𝑹 𝑴𝑬" THIS STORY CONSISTS OF: There are many different characters which will be coming below in the coming 😉 scenes. Age Gap Drama Trauma Blood Violence Mature Content🔞 I hope you all Vote this story and also please don't generate hate to any of the characters the story is totally mine and nobody has any contribution in this story so hope you all like it.Complete
His Darkest Obsession
Three years ago, she left. Three years later, she was back. The man she had left had turned colder, ruthless and an entity screaming danger to the rest of the world. Yet his feelings for her which he never realized turned into insane obsession. Time had only sharpened his hunger for her. Now he wants her; body, mind and soul. Even if it means shackling her to his side. If he must, he will destroy the world just to keep her in his arms. In his world, his love is but Obsession. Dark. Consuming. Inescapable. Dark romance|18+
𝑺𝒂𝒊𝒚𝒂𝒂𝒓𝒂
𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘬. 𝘒𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘒𝘢𝘱𝘰𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴. 𝘈 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘤 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘷𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘵, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴. 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬, 𝘒𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘥, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦. 𝘝𝘢𝘢𝘯𝘪 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘦. 𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬, 𝘪𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘥. 𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘦, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦. 𝘚𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵, 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘪
Love, Curvy | 18+
Alana is torn between two men. Two men who hate each other. Two men who want her. Two men who lie so the other wouldn't have her. Wanting to live a simple life doesn't go as planned anymore. A flame that has been burning for the past seven years and a flame that was just recently lit. She has both of their hearts but can give only one of them hers. Can she love them both? Why do the two men hate each other so much? Why won't they let go? Who's heart will she break in the end? Will she make the right choice? So many questions and so many heartbreaks. Choose your ending. 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: -Sex -Language -Body Dysmorphia -Drug abuseComplete
When a fractured soul stumbles upon a tender heart, one that whispers to the wounds of loneliness, fear, and sorrow, it breathes life into the pages of despair, turning them into stories of joy, safety, and longing. He, with hands both gentle and possessive, claims her with the depth of an ocean's pull. He adores every inch of her, as if she were his own universe. And she, fragile yet strong, surrenders to him. She falls-deeper than she ever thought possible-her already broken heart mended in the warmth of his embrace, only to shatter once more. When the one who was her world-the love of her life, the only place she ever called home-becomes the very source of her anguish. A single moment, a fleeting glance, and suddenly, love twists into hate, tenderness into spite. The brokenness they once shared becomes the very thing that separates them. How can two souls, once so intertwined, now stand against the very bond that brought them together? Could this be the end of everything they built-this fragile love, this fragile hope? Or, in the suffocating grip of their despair, can they still find a flicker of light amidst the darkness? Will they rise, hand in hand, to fight against the ghosts of their pasts, the wounds they once healed, and the ones they've inflicted upon each other? In the ruins of their love, could they still find the strength to rebuild, to heal the broken and the mended together? Only time will reveal if they can conquer the darkness... together.
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