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THE THERAPIST (AUDIO VERSION)

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𝗧𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝗺𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗸 𝘀𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘀...

      𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗜 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗽 𝘆𝗼𝘂.




My job as a therapist is simple. I talk to my clients, find out what's bothering them, and make sure to listen when they open up to me. Then after a month or more of one-on-one sessions, they leave my office a reformed individual, a happy individual. EXCEPT THAT ISN'T WHAT HAPPENS. 

     Someone IS killing my clients. The cops think I'm hiding something from them because I'm the ONLY thing connecting the victims of this killer. How do I prove I'm innocent, and all I want is for the murders to stop? 

     Then the ANONYMOUS ENVELOPES start showing up. In each envelope is an item belonging to my dead client. The killer is reaching out. If I don't act quickly, another body will drop, AND IT WILL BE MY FAULT.All Rights Reserved

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What Happened To Stacy? by jamesBond758

Your average detective story- A firm detective and a druggie work together to solve a murder. *** Wait!" I grip his forearm tightly, my fingers digging into his skin, and force him to turn around and face me. I search his eyes for any hint of emotion, but he remains stoic, the only indication of his inner turmoil being the tears that glisten in the corners of his eyes. "I know you didn't commit the murder," I say, my voice low and urgent. "But if we don't find the real killer soon, you'll be sent to prison." The gravity of the situation hangs heavily in the air between us, and I can feel my own anxiety skyrocketing. His response is immediate, his frustration palpable. "If you know I didn't do it, then why the hell aren't you out there looking for the killer?" he snaps, venom dripping from every word. I take a deep breath, trying to steady myself. "I am," I say, my voice barely above a whisper. "I just have this feeling that the killer is hiding somewhere in this part of town. And I need your help to find them." "Ha," he chuckles, his coarse voice sending shivers down my spine. "You want me to help you? Now why the hell would I help your naked mole rat-looking ass?" As he sneers, I can't help but notice how his lips curl up in disgust at the sight of me.

Destiny Brought us Here by your_holy_obsession

She's beautiful, I'm literally half blind, and I can see that. She's not perfect, she's rough around the edges, and it's that raw imperfection that drives me off the edge. I'm obsessed with every little thing about her. The way she saunters around like the entire world belongs to her... and let's be honest-it does. She doesn't just walk, she commands the ground beneath her feet, she's got assholes lining up for miles to kiss her sweet round ass, and she knows it. ⭐️----------------------⭐️ Alexandra is your seemingly normal, mundane, hardworking southern girl. Working whatever job she can find, but in reality she's a hitman for hire, she doesn't care who her target is... She kills first and asks questions later. She's trying to keep her brother afloat while she's swimming with blood-thirsty sharks. But when Adam comes into her life, everything starts to crumble, everything she's worked for, everything she knows and loves. Does she spiral? Or does she pull herself together enough to bring down the real villain of the story. Adam... A detective who's worked day and night, losing sleep in finding the mysterious killer who calls herself viper, leaving calling cards, and teasing the police. Until, he finds her- but for some reason..he can't find it in him to arrest her- why? Soon he finds himself questioning.. Who's really the monster hiding under his bed? 18+!! Trigger warnings: sexual content, murder, mentions of SA, torture & suicide, cults and gang affiliations ©All Rights Reserved. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, events, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real events is purely coincidental. No reproduction of any kind is permitted without the author's prior consent. (Always wanted to do that.)

In the Heart of the City by bhavikajain160

The door opens and closes thirty times in five minutes, the table clutters endlessly. What's happening? Why am I being held by two officers in the corner of a counseling clinic? Is this an interrogation ground now? Shadows race past me, like mirages in a desert, faces flicker into view only to vanish the next second. The officers speak, but I can't hear them. My senses are failing me. Something inside me is taking control, and I might faint. If I wake up in a hospital, will this still be a nightmare, or something scripted? The city woke to devastation. The news spread like wildfire-Dr. Nadia, a champion for human rights, had been murdered in this very clinic. Yesterday, she voiced her fear for her life; no one listened. Now, she's gone. The press churned out articles minute by minute, TV channels broadcast live updates, and the internet roared with outrage. Police teams haven't slept. Top agents were deployed. That's how I met Inspectors Carla and Javed-while being held as both the prime suspect and the sole witness to this chaos. Dr. Nadia wasn't just a leader; she was a symbol of hope. She fought tirelessly for the oppressed, for justice, for rights the government ignored. Yet, she seemed to know her time was near. A week ago, she hinted at it but continued her fight. Yesterday, she paid the price-her life. Now, the city mourns her loss, consumed by guilt for ignoring her cries for help. The last time I saw Nadia, she was here, in this clinic. She didn't want to live. She seemed tired, desperate for respite. How does someone so adept at convincing others to hold on end up wanting to let go? Her death feels like a betrayal. She trusted us, and we failed her. I failed her. Now, it's on me to prove this was no accident-a cold-blooded murder. Or was it?

Stalking Fear by _Peeta

My name is Kaitlin Reid. I'm simple-minded, boring, and a little less than capable of dealing with stressful situations. When I witnessed my best friend being murdered, I did all that I knew how to do, and I called the cops. They captured the murderer and put him in prison, and for a while, I felt safe. I had the cops on my side and just enough strength left in me to try to get my life back in order. But of course, as the story goes, that illusion of 'safety' was short-handed. The murderer escaped a high security prison. I know I am the top of his hit list. And I'm not sure when he will find me, or how he will do it, but he is after me. And my limited time is running out.

The Follower by LateNightStories12

Life has evolved and more technologies appeared. The internet is the main brain of these technologies, but that doesn't mean that it's safe. It is said that we are only using 10% to 15% of the entire internet, so where is the left of it that's the question. That's not the main point the point is how people could use the internet. Some could use it for social life, some could use it for doing research and some could use it to track you down and know every single move you do. They could hear everything, know your next destination. Maybe now you're being followed and tracked down by someone but you just don't know. Just as the characters in the story. The story is based on possible events that could occur in these days. Nobody knows what's out there on the internet, and what's in people's minds. Beware the internet, beware of the people around you, beware of the people you give trust to, beware of the mysterious follower that stalks you that is obsessed with you without you knowing. * Story chapters will be published one by one as a tv series to make the reading part easier and give more excitement to what's coming* Thanks for reading.

Release Me by anna_rose01

Highest ranked- #10 in action 2/16/2017 A promotion. That's all I wanted. I didn't want to run for my life. I didn't want to be kidnapped. I didn't want to face death. I didn't want to find out my whole life was a lie. I just wanted a bloody promotion. Guess fate had other plans? **** The cold air fanned over my face as I opened the door. The exit door lead to the back of the building so it was pitch black. I leaned against the wall trying to control myself. Blood was running down my arm and head. My hair was stuck to my face from all the sweat and blood. Everything was spinning around me and the ground seemed like it was shaking. Groaning I sat down and put my head on my knees. He knows who I am. He knows how I look like. He knows where I work so possible knows where I live. I am not safe anymore... no where. While I was in my own world I heard faint sounds behind me but I didn't bother to look or run away. The footsteps got closer and I was pretty sure it was Walker's men. I should run. I should try to fight. But what's the point in trying to run away? He would eventually find me and if he has his way he would most likely kill me. If this is my fate then why am I trying to fight it? I felt someone harshly grab my waist and pull me up and I complied. They dragged me down the alley and into the busy street. I heard the opening of a car and the next thing I knew I was being thrown into a car. My head hit the hard leather seat and the door shut behind me. Maybe this is how my life will end. Maybe I should just let it happen. Maybe I was destined to die alone as a no one. With that I let the darkness consume me.

A Mystery quest ! by Shourya10

"A real time breathtaking adventure." Welcome! To the Lewis Walten case. So here is the case in short - A famous and rich business man- Lewis is found dead in his own room. The day before the murder, 6 friends of Lewis came to his mansion. Now, the 2 detectives start investigating the case. They thought it would be pretty easy but strange and scary turn of many events, forced 2 more detectives to enter the case. Now, will all the detectives remain alive? Well, I don't think so. The killer is gonna make the life of the detectives hard as fuck. So, come. Get ready and start reading the mysterious book. Put pressure on your brain and try to help the detectives to find the killer. The case isn't gonna be easy. And many mysteries are waiting for you. ********** PS: I haven't edited the story yet. So please, don't let the mistakes stop you from reading.

－𝚂𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚛𝚎 by LadyWaltson

𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐀𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞, 𝐀 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭 𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬. 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐢𝐭. ➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖ "You say the same thing all the time, no need to repeat." I say with a calm tone (as much as I can). Now, she goes silent? With how much she likes fish, I swear, she might even turn into one. "You- don't know how it-" She stops herself. I raise my brow, slowly loading the gun. Enough is enough. "You," I grab her cloth, putting the gun to her neck, "Are really a time waster. And yet.. I trusted you." Silence. A few seconds after, she gets a file from her pocket. And- makes the gun shoot her. What? Well, that's interesting... maybe. No, not interesting at all! Why would she- ugh. I didn't even wanted to have a gun in the first place... I unwillingly drop the gun. I pick up the file, and a tear crosses my face. I indeed trusted her... The file is confidential. Hm. Looks like she shot herself in order to not answer the soon to be questions that will appear after reading this, yes? Damn it. I open the file, and... ➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖ 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐀𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞

Dark Secrets by WhisperingFingertips

I should not have survived. I escaped the monster who had taken my best friend's life, and yet, here I was, still trapped by the lingering nightmare, even after eight years. His image and memory haunt me, and I can't shake the feeling that he's still lurking out there, somewhere, biding his time. As fate wasn't done with me yet, when my co-worker disappeared and then found - mirrored the same way as my best friend was murdered all those years ago, I suddenly became a key figure in yet another murder investigation. As if my life weren't complicated enough, I found myself inexplicably drawn to the detective assigned to the case, as does he, and now we are racing against the clock to find the murderer before he finds me. We all have secrets; some are just darker than others.

All Yours by drharleenquinzel_

"Please," I whisper, my voice trembling as tears prick the corners of my eyes. "Please don't hurt me." The words barely escape my throat, fragile and desperate. He studies me for a moment, tilting his head slightly, almost as if he's amused by my plea. Then he scoffs, the sound sharp and mocking. "Why would I want to do that?" he murmurs, his voice smooth but carrying a dark undertone that chills me. He takes a step forward, and instinctively, I step back. "I've just found you..." He pauses, his gaze dragging over my face like a predator sizing up its prey. "And now you're mine." Aurora Evans leads a life of simplicity. Eat, work, sleep-her unchanging regimen is her sanctuary, and she has no intention of altering it. But what unfolds when a shadowy figure, lurking beyond her windows, takes an insidious interest in her? One glance at her in a café ensnares him, rendering him captivated, his singular ambition becoming clear: to claim her as his own. Aurora's attempts to escape his shadowy games are futile, especially in the cloak of night when he emerges, weaving his spell under the cover of darkness. He teases, entices, and pushes her perilously close to her breaking point. Her resolve is to distance herself as much as possible. Yet, fate has a cruel sense of irony. When she is abruptly dismissed from her previous job, she unwittingly lands a position working for him-as his assistant-entangling her in a web she can no longer evade. *A STALKER ROMANCE* #1 in "assistant" 12/23/24 #1 in "criminal" 3/8/25

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What Happened To Stacy?

Your average detective story- A firm detective and a druggie work together to solve a murder. *** Wait!" I grip his forearm tightly, my fingers digging into his skin, and force him to turn around and face me. I search his eyes for any hint of emotion, but he remains stoic, the only indication of his inner turmoil being the tears that glisten in the corners of his eyes. "I know you didn't commit the murder," I say, my voice low and urgent. "But if we don't find the real killer soon, you'll be sent to prison." The gravity of the situation hangs heavily in the air between us, and I can feel my own anxiety skyrocketing. His response is immediate, his frustration palpable. "If you know I didn't do it, then why the hell aren't you out there looking for the killer?" he snaps, venom dripping from every word. I take a deep breath, trying to steady myself. "I am," I say, my voice barely above a whisper. "I just have this feeling that the killer is hiding somewhere in this part of town. And I need your help to find them." "Ha," he chuckles, his coarse voice sending shivers down my spine. "You want me to help you? Now why the hell would I help your naked mole rat-looking ass?" As he sneers, I can't help but notice how his lips curl up in disgust at the sight of me.