Unholy Dungeon
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Last published Wed, May 7, 2025
They said he ruined every woman he touched.
And she-she begged to be broken.
There was something brutal about him. Not just the way he moved, or the silence that followed his presence like a shadow-but the way he looked at people. Like they were distractions... or prey.
He never believed in love. He believed in addiction. In obsession. In the dangerous mix of lust and cruelty that keeps you up at night, soaked in sweat, heart beating like a warning bell.
She had no business entering his world. Too soft. Too pure. A porcelain doll in a dungeon of devils. But that's what made her perfect.
She didn't walk into his life.
She fell.
And he caught her-not to save her, but to OWN her.
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𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐏𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐒𝐢
#𝟐 𝐢𝐧 𝐋𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐜𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐞 ✦ 𝐀 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𓂃⋆.˚ She was light-too blinding, too pure for a man like him. He was darkness-cursed, dangerous, and utterly obsessed. He was a man of power, feared and worshipped in the same breath, ruling over the world of shadows where morality was a myth and sin was the only language spoken. Love? That was for the weak. He didn't do love. He didn't believe in innocence. Until her. She was untouched by the darkness he thrived in-a vision of purity, a forbidden fruit he had no right to crave. But the devil had never been one to deny himself temptation. And she... she was his greatest one. She should have run. He told her to. Instead, she stayed, unaware that the moment she stepped into his world, she became his. His to ruin. His to cherish. His purest sin. And now, even if heaven came calling-he'd rather burn than let her go.
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CONVINCE THE DEVIL
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In the Name of Obsession
She first met him in a therapy group for trauma survivors. He didn't speak much, but his eyes lingered too long, as though he could peel back her skin and read every wound carved into her bones. She told herself it was wrong, that she should avoid him, but the silence between them became magnetic. When they finally spoke, it wasn't gentle. It was raw. He told her he saw the same madness in her that lived inside him, the same hunger to feel something sharp, something real. Their first kiss tasted like blood-his lip split when she bit too hard, and instead of stopping, he pulled her closer. Soon, their nights together blurred between sex and confession. They carved secrets into each other's skin, whispered things no one else could ever hear. But his love was never safe-it was possessive, suffocating, like drowning in warm water. He wanted to break her just to put her back together. She wanted to burn in him until nothing of herself remained. The deeper they sank, the less they could tell the difference between passion and violence, between devotion and destruction. She began seeing him in places he couldn't possibly be-in mirrors, in her dreams, in the shadows of her room. He said he was inside her now, that their bond was irreversible. When her therapist asked about the bruises on her neck, she smiled and said nothing. Because the truth was this: she didn't want to be saved. She wanted to be consumed. And so she let him.Complete
The Anatomy Of Us
- She never expected her life to turn this way. A woman devoted to saving lives, a doctor who had sacrificed sleep, sanity, and sometimes even her own happiness, just to keep her patients alive. Every day was a battle against death itself-and often, she lost. Each failure left scars no one could see. And then came Chase. A man draped in darkness, a mafia whose hands were stained with blood. He was everything she despised-ruthless, merciless, a predator in a world where she had vowed to be a healer. Falling in love with someone like him was the last thing she ever wanted. Yet the heart is a traitor. Against her will, against her reason, it beat faster whenever he was near. But fate played cruel games. For the very patients she fought desperately to save, the bodies brought in broken and bleeding... were victims of the very man she loved. His bullets created the wounds she stitched, his violence the cause of the shadows beneath her tired eyes. She asked herself a thousand times- How could she love a monster? And yet, every time she looked at him, she found the answer buried in the silence between them: Because sometimes, the heart chooses even when the soul refuses.
The unreachable mountain
"You're unbearable!" He kicks her with utter contempt. "Please tell me where I'm wrong, causing you discomfort was not my intention," she said crying, causing him to hit her against the ground again. "Do you think you can live with good intentions? Didn't you have all the time you wanted to change and learn? You still dare to ask for more!" He yells at her with hatred, he blamed her for being the one will cause a woman to be beaten; He didn't want to be that kind of man. However, what he lived with her caused him to bring out what he hated the most about himself from within. -Forget it love- said a woman who was next to her- it's not worth it- this dog was supposed to be her friend, she was supposed to support her just like she did; however he managed so that he and she hated each other and thus be able to steal it. The woman on the floor does not know how much she was framed and harmed by her naivety, nor did she know that this was the beginning of her misfortunes. Because of that woman she did not stop suffering, wherever she went she suffered verbal or physical abuse and everything was orchestrated by this woman; she didn't know until she was about to faint. "Why?" She asked this unarmed woman without knowing why she hated him so much. She never did anything to hurt him. She just laughed viciously without answering him, she didn't have to waste her time with an insect; leaving La to die imprisoned in the house where she was kidnapped. "Answer me!" She got up from her bed screaming "Eh? This looks like my room; Did I reincarnate myself in the past?" She ran to the bathroom just to see that her assumption was correct. She thanked the heavens for this second chance by promising that she wouldn't be fooled a second time.Complete
Lethal Infatuation | 18+
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Ink-Stained Sin
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Skin | H. L. Hope
Twisted. Broken. Scarred. To put it simply: ruined. She has never considered herself one to get fond of anything, but her own self. As much as she loves to believe that she didn't deserve what life preserved her, that's what made her who she is. That's what makes her different and so unique. And that's exactly what left her so astonished and intrigued once she found out that her heart could still pound for love, longing and not just mere survival. Or at least, for her version of love. One he was going to taste soon, whether he liked it or not. One thing she didn't expect, was her own scars becoming his.
He doesn't want her soul. He wants her heart. And he'll lie, deceive, and burn the world to get it. Maren thought surviving the crash was a second chance. She was wrong. When a man named Lysander walks into her life, her past isn't the only thing she's forgotten. The world bends around him-time slips. Memories twist. Every touch burns like déjà vu. And he's watching her with eyes that say, I've waited for you. But Maren's not who she thinks she is. And neither is he. Lysander claims she made a deal with him. But he won't tell her what she promised. He won't tell her why she's tied to him in ways she can't escape. Every time she falls for him-every kiss, every touch-he erases the truth and leaves her with nothing but the lie: You're mine. But Lysander's not just here for her soul. This time, he's here for her heart. And he'll make sure she gives it to him... no matter the cost. In a dark romance where temptation wears a smile, nothing is as it seems-and love is the deadliest game of all.
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