Scorched... - MG - Wattpad

Story cover for Scorched... by k3nna_00

Scorched...

Reads 290
Votes 18
Parts 6
Time 25m

Reads 290
Votes 18
Parts 6
Time 25m

Mature

abuse dominant dystopia dystopian fanfiction harrystyles inequality misogyny patriarchy romance roughlove royalfamily scorched

Ever hear about the man Icarous who died flying too close to the sun...



I was a normal 16 year old girl living in a not so normal world. The world had gone to shit, and somehow the world suddenly lost all of its progress on equality. Men controlled everything and I mean everything. There were three "royal" families in the world: The Irons, The Kozlovsky's, and The Egerton's. They had everything they needed or wanted while the rest of us just sat along for the ride. Every year they held a New Year's party, and everyone who was anyone would be there. Unfortunately that included me, seeing as though dad worked for the bastards. Hi I'm Drusilla. Us woman were back to being incapable objects for their amusement. While some of the more complacent girls took what they were given with a smile on their face, I made it clear that I was no mans trophy, at least that's what I say to myself in my head. I have a tendency to be shy, invisible, until that night. Damn curiosity!All Rights Reserved

abuse dominant dystopia dystopian fanfiction harrystyles inequality misogyny patriarchy romance roughlove royalfamily scorched

Table of contents

6 parts

Sign up to add Scorched... to your library and receive updates

or

Content Guidelines

You may also like

Fate in his hands by mai951371

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]

The Revelation by dstry0515

In the beginning, there was death. The darkness flows from hues of purple and orange, the moon rising to kiss the sun's rays one last time as the darkest cloud of night I've ever seen falls over our tiny haven. I catch Will's face from the side of my vision and my heart tightens slightly. The tick of his jaw wouldn't be noticeable for anyone but me. His best friend, his lifeline. A solemn tear forms in my eye as he wipes his face, another tear falling for the family he lost. I love him. Utterly and desperately so, but, there's nothing I can do about that. The ultimate forbidden fruit, if you will. I reach to comfort him and he doesn't respond. I open my mouth to speak and he looks my way, but the gleam in his dark brown eyes hits the moonlight just right and I fall. My voice escapes my throat and I can't do it. I've tried for years to tell him. 10 years, actually. All this time, I hopelessly remained devoted to a ghost who had given the best of himself to a fiery red-head with a sassy personality and the body of a supermodel. For 10 years, I held to the desperate thought that maybe, just maybe, he'd be someone I could count on. Instead, I watched him marry my best friend, smiled as they welcomed their son. Stood, holding that beautiful boy as his mother was in the first round of executions after the beginning of the Revelation. Helped heal Will's wounds in the aftermath. Cried, clutching the tear-stained shirt of my best friend as his son took his last staggering breath in that first harsh winter. The guilt of my emotions crawl through me. My heart twisting in regret, guilt, desperation, and grief. I loved my best friend. She was so much more than that; she was my family. In this dystopian quick read, join a group of people desperate to recapture their freedom and end a tyrant's reign.

I am the Queen of the Dark by CalistaSalsabila

This world is huge and beautiful. Yet, it also has so many mystery in it. Still, I hate this world. For me, it's just a full pile of trash. Thousands of fake words exist in this world. Not just this world, but also the other worlds. Including mine. Oh what a piece of trash. So many hypocrites exist in this unpredictable huge galaxy. Like those people who supported you, then stabbed you from the back. Those who smiled this second, then spit out their bad words towards you in the next second. Those who were with you this minute, then dumped you like you're nothing, until your distance with them was like the Earth and the Moon, in the next minute. Those who protected you this hour, then tried to destroy you in the next hour. So...trash. What is family? They're nothing but the annoying people whom always tied me up to follow whatever they said. It's like I'm their pet, instead of their daughter who wished to be free. What is friend? They're no more than those who used you, then dumped you when you're no longer needed in this world. It's all Hell. Hell I say. I don't need family! Nor friends! Or even love, or anything in this awful place. I just wanted to be alone. Alone and free. Yes, your eyes were not wrong! I'm so sick, that I wanted to be all by myself for the rest of my life. Yet, why...is it so painful..to see them go? ***** She is pretty. With her glowing silver hair, she looked like the Princess who was blessed by the Moonlight. Her skin is as white as snow, yet pale like the corpses. Her eyes...are as red as blood. She fell to our world along with the falling meteor. She saw the beautiful earth along with the downfall of her kingdom. And when she started to stand on her own feet, she could never say the word 'Mom' and 'Dad' anymore. Born in the darkness, she came to destroy the peaceful Earth, along with all the living beings in it. But as time passed, as she met new people, it all began to change.

Corruptible by madhigs

A Mattheo Riddle Fanfiction Starting over at a new school 7th year was not in line with Ines life plans. She loved France, she loved her friends, she loved her life. And then one day her father got a big promotion and she watched it all crumble. She would now be uprooting her life, moving to London with her family, and attending Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry. The only person she would know in the entire school is her childhood friend Draco Malfoy. He takes her under his wings and shows her maybe this was where she was always meant to be. She gets to know his friends, including the bane of her existence, the boy sent here with the sole purpose of getting under her skin, son of the dark lord himself...Mattheo Riddle. He was every bit of a walking red flag, and everything she knew would be completely wrong for her...but she still found it hard free her mind of him. Did Hogwarts corrupt her? or just allow her to break free from her cocoon? *TRIGGER WARNINGS* Drug and alcohol use Toxic relationship Descriptive sexual encounters Cheating Violence and torture Parental abuse This book is a little different to the ones I've done in the past it has a much more modernized feel including social media posts, pictures, and direct messages woven into the story. It's also a bit more of a slow burner but there is spice I hope you like it 🖤 I do not own the rights to any of the photos used in this story! they are all from Pinterest and I edited them together for story telling purposes.

Falling Short by Zanoobah

My life began in simplicity. I yearned for what any average girl would dream to become, in a world where expectations flourish, yet still being gullible to realise. Like a princess, or even possibly a narcissistic little girl who wants everything to herself, I disregarded the stories told to me during my bedtimes. That 'Beauty and the Beast' was only a figment of one's imagination. That a palace was even a torture ground to those who have absolute control over it, all its inhabitants, and all that are affected by it. The potential bestowed future had been ruined by innocent decisions of my heart, unknown to the tragedy it would inevitably render. In the end, it was my husband, whose gaze I interpreted as one of affection, who was my one and only betrayer. *** | Top Ranks | [#03 in 'Solution' - 13/06/2025] [#05 in 'Resilience' - 18/04/2023] [#06 in 'Islam' - 18/06/2025] *** Important Note: Those who are easily triggered are advised not to continue with this book. Thank you :)

Yours Forcefully by romanticcrazyone

She - Innocent, shy, clumsy, naïve 19 year old beautiful girl who's trying to face the challenges life is throwing at her. With no parents besides her, she tries her best to impress her aunt who hates her. With a jealous cousin, she tries her best to cope up with her college life who loves to give her shocking surprises. But what will happen when she'll face the true devil? Will he break her or will gather her broken pieces of heart?? He- Ruthless, arrogant, cruel 25 years old handsome CEO of top multinational company and the King of underworld who'll ruin everything coming in his way. With hateful parents, he's trying his best to avoid them and not to kill them. With thousands of enemies, he's at his best to scare them off. But what will happen when he'll face a true angel in this cruel world? Will she fix him or will run away from him like everyone else?? ----------------------------------------- "........now you may kiss the bride". I froze. I didn't want him to kiss me. I wanted to hide somewhere and never come back. Lucifer slowly turned me towards him. He lift up my veil and pulled my waist tightly until I was completely pressed against him. Then he whispered "welcome to my world, wife" and kissed me hard on my lips. It was more like a punishment kiss. I tried to push him but he bite my lips hard. Now tears were streaming down my face. After some minutes he released me and wipe my tears and kissed me on my forehead. People were clapping. Celebrating my doom.

Power and Persecution [1] || Harry Potter x OC x Draco Malfoy by beingobsessedisfun

⋆⭒˚｡⋆BOOK 1 OF 3⋆⭒˚｡⋆ What if Harry and Draco weren't enemies because of a rejected friendship or jealousy? What if it was because they both fell for the same girl? ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ˚★⋆｡˚ ⋆ ┊ ┊ ┊ ⋆ ┊ ┊ ★⋆ ┊ ◦ ★⋆ ┊ . ˚ ˚★ With great power comes great persecution. Mabel Whitlock enters the Wizarding World and quickly becomes placed in a dangerous situation. She's powerful in a time where said power is required by both light and dark sides. Light and dark sides that she is torn between for various reasons. Family, responsibility, fear, love. Questions need answers. But it's the risk of whether those answers are ones Bel wants to hear. Soon, and with every passing year, things become more and more clear. And more and more dark. ⋆｡°✩[Powerfem!OC x Harry Potter]⋆｡°✩ ⋆｡°✩[Powerfem!OC x Draco Malfoy]⋆｡°✩ WELCOME TO POWER AND PERSECUTION :) This is my first HP FF. I have been planning this one through for years now and am so excited to finally be writing it. I'm so happy you've chosen this one and I hope you enjoy, if you don't that's also chill too, my writing isn't brilliant I don't blame u lol I should warn you now, this is ur basic fanfic. I'm talking an overpowered OC with multiple love interests. But hey, it's cliche for a reason ... ENJOY Y'ALL :) TRIGGER WARNING : There will be mentions of emotional and physical abuse, flashbacks, sexual themes and some strong language. If any of these might trigger you, please go and try out another one of the incredible fanfics! Feel free to return when you feel comfortable :) All rights go to Warner Bros. and JK Rowling for the characters and the world in this fanfic. I only take credit for my OCs and original scenes xx

Is This The End? by Kirbical

I had been living in this dystopian universe my whole life. We lived simple, meaningless lives. I wasn't sad, merely dissatisfied. No one here was ever sad. The Center, which was our government, forced us to take a pill every morning to make sure we were always happy and healthy. For most of our lives we lived at home with our odd families that the government stuck us into as babies. Usually five children were put into each household. We grew up together in a single house, raised and taught by a robot even though none of us were related. We lived at home with limitless entertainment in the form of advanced technologies. We had one day of the week for shopping, one day for going out and one day for labor. On labor days we were assigned a job and had to complete it in order to gain money for the week. Everyone got the same amount no matter the job. If you didn't show up for these jobs there were grave consequences. The Center often used torture as a method of punishment, or so we were told. No one close to me had ever actually been punished by The Center though. It was incredibly rare. Most of us lived our lives as good little pawns doing nothing more than eating, sleeping and entertaining ourselves. But one day, my regular boring life changed...

*Discontinued* No Longer by bunkerstalker

DISCONTINUED Harry wasn't what anybody expected. Well, that's not exactly true, in fact he acted exactly as expected in front of them. He'd been left with the Dursleys, and had spent nine long years basically as their slave, not even knowing his name. See, Evan had been the Boy Who Lived, supposedly having defeated Voldemort as a baby, and it would have been wrong to send the Potter's other son into an environment where jealousy would foster, after all, he was just so ordinary. . . So ordinary that no one knew he owned the club Nighthowlers and Orchids or that he had enough power to single-handedly bring about the end of the world as they knew it. No one even knew what he looked like, not truly. Many characters are property of J K Rowling, some story elements are kinda based off of some trends, but it was written by me. There will be some very triggering content, please do not report. Also, I know I suck at writing descriptions, so please don't kill me. This moves at kind of a slow pace and has a lot of details, the sexual interactions, will not happen for quite a while and are not the main point of the story. (ships, however, will come into play at chapter thirty)(sexual interactions only after Harry is 15 or 16) Word count 1-90 is over 190,000, roughly 2,000 words per chapter DISCONTINUED

Submit by kroticamay

" I tried to play nice, Evelina but you are so damn stubborn " He says. I'm not sure where this is leading but I feel so vulnerable in this position. My ass rests on his thighs and my legs drape down and as my feet hang up in the air he gently grabs a handful of my afro and lifts my head to his lips, so I'll hear what he has to say clearly. " Why is that ? " he asks " Because you make me sick " I bark out " Wrong answer " He lets go of my hair and my head collapses inches away from the ground I feel my bike shorts starting to come undone. " A little teaching needs to be taught about what happens to women who don't listen to orders " ...... Blurb Ares König a indiscreet womaniser. Stripping powerful women of their dominance and opening them to whole new world. A world of submission. What's happens when he crosses paths with Evelína Dautrich an ex-assassin running away from a terrible past. Her undying animosity for men landed her a place in The Devil's Den a BDSM Club fit for the elite. Evelína's dominance nature gives her the capability to bring men to their brawny knees. Will The Ares König be able to have her full submission or will he be her new slave ? It's a race for submission. Who will cave? Find out... *PSA, THIS IS A SLOWBURN BOOK* WARNING ⚠️ - Abuse - Torture - BDSM - TRIGGERING SCENES - ETC IF THAT'S NOT YOUR THING PLEASE SCROLL NOW THANK YOU

You may also like

Slide 1 of 10

Fate in his hands cover

The Revelation cover

I am the Queen of the Dark cover

Corruptible cover

Falling Short cover

Yours Forcefully cover

Power and Persecution [1] || Harry Potter x OC x Draco Malfoy cover

Is This The End? cover

*Discontinued* No Longer cover

Fate in his hands

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]