PURGATION
- OKUNANLAR 127
- Oylar 10
- Bölümler 6
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Son yayınlanan Pzt, Şub 15, 2021
Jenah Maria est une jeune étudiante qui croque la vie à pleine dents , depuis un certains temps elle reçoit des menaces elle est suivie pour un psycopathe qui veux sa mort , il s'en prend à sa famille et pour se venger Jenah fait de meme , après plusieurs années elle revient sur Paris pensant que cette histoire de vengeance était termineé mais elle était loin très loin d'imaginer que ce n'était que le début d'une très longue descente aux enfer ....
Moi, Jenah Maria Nasri, , 24 ans , diplômé d'une école d'avocat je reviens à Paris après une année passé à l'étranger afin de me faire oublier, moi ainsi que mon passé plus qu'horrible.
Moi, Jenah je vais vous raconter mon histoire...
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[2] MOSKAL, the despicable ✓ [Editing]
[Book Two of The Phantom Saga] PG18+ Status: Completed [November 29, 2021]/Editing In Process "I'm fine" is an automatic response everyone is so used to saying when asked if they're okay. Even a dying person would lie in a hospital gurney and tell their loved one, "I'm fine," just before they're pushed into an Operation Room. A depressed high schooler will tell their friends and families, "I'm fine," up until the point of having life ending thoughts and bringing it to reality. The look in a framed convict's eyes as they're being lead away after a sentencing will tell their people, "I'm fine," although they were given life without parole. What if they had spoken up? Would the outcome be different? Maybe, maybe not. Who knows? Alessia Moskal wasn't dying, she wasn't suicidal and she wasn't framed. She wanted out of the life she was living and she managed to change that in a short span of time. It must have costed her something. However, that something didn't phase her. It was a simple transfer from one cage to the next. She didn't get her freedom, but at least she's not being dragged on a leash anymore. Right, Petro? "Katya Sharpe," he tuts, "I knew I should've searched harder for you..." Sitting on the window sill of his office, she smirks at his remark. The sun isn't as bright as it was before, falling behind a thick huddle of clouds, but the wind whisks through her loose, curly, strawberry blonde hair, lifting the light strands and cascading them over her shoulders. "Yes, you should've." She states, "Nevertheless, you still wouldn't have found me since having your blood on my hands is apparently my destiny." "You won't get away with this." "Yes," a smirk twitches at the left corner of her mouth as she flicks the safety off her pistol, dangling it in the light, "Yes I will." Warning: The WHOLE story MAY be triggersome. [SHORT CHAPTERS/NO FILLERS]Tamamlanmış Hikaye
Jezebel
Pirou Fotenot had been the pimp of Amorette's mama. When she died in childbirth, Amorette became his "foster child." Until the stipend checks stopped, then he sold her body to pay off his ongoing debts. But there was so much more to Pirou's Jezebel. Not only was she beautiful and alluring, she had gifts that made Pirou's marks even more willing to do whatever Pirou wanted Amorette to do and fall for her. All it took was one touch and their minds were suddenly full of nothing but her. Her green eyes. Her long curly black hair. The jasmine perfume she wore. She could also read their minds as easily as if she was reading a book. The main talent Amorette had wasn't really a talent at all. Amorette had sex with his clients....then they died, leaving no obvious reason for their death and Amorette filled with the sex energy she drained. Pirou raped and beat her on a regular basis but he was the one person she couldn't kill that way, which left Amorette trapped until he drunk himself to death. Until one night when she meets a baby prostitute in the playground who promises Amorette that she can save her. Amorette wants to get into her pants so she's willing to agree to anything. Then people start dying and Amorette wonders if she'll be saved or if she's leaving one pimp to go right into the stable of another. This is Amorette's origins story in the Black Widower universe Picture of Amorette by plutokitty.Tamamlanmış Hikaye
ONE NIGHT
When a women decided to take revenge.. even devil sits ..to take lessons.. ..... one night changed everything..... her life and then she changed everything.. ..... powerful people sacred of Power...and she has the power ... we can say she took the power... ....... AVNI 19 years old girl ... once upon a time she was innocent..she was blooming like a flower..but some people trampled her... ... this story is a fictional..it's about revenge of avni.. she took revenge of everyone who ruined her life..who raped her...who broke her trust..who broke her soul.. ..... My English is not that good to write story but I am trying my best..so please support.... mature content rape scenes murder sexually harassing..Tamamlanmış Hikaye
When It Rains
Anamika( Anu) getting disturbed after reading a news in the newspaper. In Uthar Pradesh ( UP, India) a dalit ( lower caste) woman got raped by her own teenage son. He was forced to do it. Some upper caste men pointed gun to his mother's head and threatened . They ordered him to rape his mother , otherwise they would kill her. So, to save her life he did it. But still, they killed her. Anamika is a final sem Electronics and communication student, who just completed her course and waiting for the results. She already got a Job in an MNC at Infopark Kochi ( southern kerala, India) through campus interview. After reading the news Anu thought " why still such horrible incidents happening to weak women in incredible India.? She thought herself as a civilized empowered girl. But Anamika never thought that, one day a gun would point to her own head like that, and she too can become a victim . Her life became upside down...She witnessed her brother Anand's murder. Lost family. She got sold to a sex mafia. And the villain said, its his revenge to her family. A plotted crime. An innocent was completely trapped. No evidence in favor of him. But there is a saying, in every crime there will be a loop hole unknowingly left by the criminal . Its eye of God. Secret , Mysteries. Cover by Sachu Sasidharan. Cover Model: Chippy Liss Vipin.Tamamlanmış Hikaye
VEINS OF VENGEANCE (A DARK ROMANCE)
"You.betrayed.me" she screamed, tears were streaming down her cheeks. She started hitting him with her fists, "why why why *hiccup* w-why, h-huhhh?? W-WHYY?" ! ‣ ˓ ، ˖ ▹ . › ! ✦ ˖ ٠ › ✸ ˖ ۫،،̲˖ ◞ ฅ ˖ ! "Fuck, tell me who do you belong to?" *Spank* *Spank* *Spank* "Y-y-ahhh y-you o-only Mr. Yaduvanshi. P-Please." ﾟ☆° ｡→ ༄ Betrayal, rage, revenge, mysteries have blended together in this epic saga that is purely dark romance. Everybody has been hiding dirty, dirty skeletons in their closets and tainting it with filth, blood and death. They are coming to unravel the mysteries and not fall into another mystery or worse- become one. ⌞ ⌟ ↳ They say - ~ Arcus nimium tensus rumpitur ~ You will break the bow if you keep it stretched always. ⚘ Revenge is a dish best served when cold ~ ೃ ೀ K A R M A never misses and nor does Viaan. ೃ Read to find out more 🪻 ೃ Thank you for choosing my story and reading it ☺️🩷🎀
AT LEAST I BECOME A LOSER
I finally manage to reply, but my response is nothing but a weak nod. My whole body is trembling as he stares at me. I would run if i could, but my body is frozen in panic. Suddenly , I feel a hot Pain on my cheeks , I touch my cheeks while tears start streaming on my face . Jordan slap me . " STAND UP ON YOUR FEET !!!" Jordan roar at me . I stand up by holding the chair Andle , I dare not make a sound , or else I will get slap twice on the same spot . Jordan steps closer to me and tighten my jaw in his hands, gripping it tightly. He pulls me in close, so close that i can almost feel the anger simmering inside him. I can feel the intensity of his gaze as it burns a hole inside me. "You answer to my question ," He says in low and deadly tone and . I don't know what to say or to answer , " I....I'm .sick , that...is why I don't eat " I reply fastly with a mix of nervous . Tears keep streaming down . " A....and ...f...or my ...period needs you ...ask .... About , I still have the ...one I use l..ast upper ....m...onth " I continue in a muffle voice . Serah a young woman find herself in a mystery and bondage married . She tried to free herself from the bondage married and find herself as a killer .
Justice by Oleander - 2012 Watty Awards, Finalist
A woman scorned -- a medical professional -- a detective trying to catch a break -- dozens of unsolved murders... What do these all entail? A game of cat and mouse, a tale of vengeance is what you'll find here. She reached her breaking point. She simply had enough. Living with it, day in, day out at home; witnessing it on the work-front. She was bound to crack some time, right? Caught up in a vicious cycle of revenge, Mika Stafford adopted a second life - call her a vigilante if you will. As she preyed on each and every one of them, she enjoyed the promiscuity these one-shots offered along with the vengeful release that came along when all was said and done. She never wanted to give her heart to anyone. Not anymore. What she never counted on was Detective Ryans. Ryans had the lead on the latest string of murders that seem to be left unsolved - the file of linked cases that would make or break his career. After being linked to some of these unsolved cases, Mika finds herself weaving a rather intricate series of webs. The chemistry between the two of them is undeniable but there's just something about Mika that keeps Detective Ryans coming back with more questions - questions only she seems to be able to answer. With bodies piling up, widows cashing in on life insurance policies, and Mika's informative consults, Detective Ryans finds himself chasing a ghost of sorts - a female one if his instincts are right. This vigilante/criminal is doing everyone a favour by knocking these lowlifes off but the fact of the matter is that this 'Femme Fatale' still needs to be apprehended. After all, keeping everyone safe is a cop's job. © Carey Decevito, 2012Tamamlanmış Hikaye
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬
"𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞"- 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞..... -------------------------- Elena Rosann Ricci was a true daddy's girl , already living without her mother , her father was all she had. Although one day when her father was taken away from her as well, devastated at the age of six years old at the time, a man decides to take her in and train her to be an assassin. Elena is a cold blooded killer , living the life she has, and seeing the things she has seen, she has no mercy in her eyes when she kills. Slayer of anyone who crosses her path, she only kills who she is assigned to kill. People know of her as "Black Heart" , but no one has ever seen the face of black heart, only rumors have kissed her lips, laid upon her skin. Craziest part is no one expects a very attractive woman to be a cold blooded killer. Luciano Dante Armani lost his mother at a young age and his father was never the same afterwards, he knew his father cared about him but everything was always about him and Luciano was stuck having to follow all of his fathers orders. Luciano was brought up into the life of violence, seeing men's brains being splattered on a wall by his father at the young age of 5 , his father told him it's a tough world out here, you either kill or be killed. Luciano's father trained him and taught him to shoot guns at a young age, taught him how to protect himself.Tamamlanmış Hikaye
[Book Two of The Phantom Saga] PG18+ Status: Completed [November 29, 2021]/Editing In Process "I'm fine" is an automatic response everyone is so used to saying when asked if they're okay. Even a dying person would lie in a hospital gurney and tell their loved one, "I'm fine," just before they're pushed into an Operation Room. A depressed high schooler will tell their friends and families, "I'm fine," up until the point of having life ending thoughts and bringing it to reality. The look in a framed convict's eyes as they're being lead away after a sentencing will tell their people, "I'm fine," although they were given life without parole. What if they had spoken up? Would the outcome be different? Maybe, maybe not. Who knows? Alessia Moskal wasn't dying, she wasn't suicidal and she wasn't framed. She wanted out of the life she was living and she managed to change that in a short span of time. It must have costed her something. However, that something didn't phase her. It was a simple transfer from one cage to the next. She didn't get her freedom, but at least she's not being dragged on a leash anymore. Right, Petro? "Katya Sharpe," he tuts, "I knew I should've searched harder for you..." Sitting on the window sill of his office, she smirks at his remark. The sun isn't as bright as it was before, falling behind a thick huddle of clouds, but the wind whisks through her loose, curly, strawberry blonde hair, lifting the light strands and cascading them over her shoulders. "Yes, you should've." She states, "Nevertheless, you still wouldn't have found me since having your blood on my hands is apparently my destiny." "You won't get away with this." "Yes," a smirk twitches at the left corner of her mouth as she flicks the safety off her pistol, dangling it in the light, "Yes I will." Warning: The WHOLE story MAY be triggersome. [SHORT CHAPTERS/NO FILLERS]
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