𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 | ɴᴡ
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  • Parts 3
  • Time 10m
Ongoing, First published Jan 08
Mature
"You look so pretty when you cry...I love making you feel miserable." His hand caressed my cheek as tears flowed down my cheeks. My heart ached and my twisted mind couldn't think about nothing but the man who broke me more than any one could. 

𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 -  nine-teen year old keomi finds herself trapped in a dark relationship with the serial killer, wick, the two had met at a party and had sexual intercourse but when keomi woke up she was in a basement tied to a chair. 



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The German's Obsession

7 parts Complete Mature

Warning‼️This book contains abtruse topics such as Dark love, Abuse, Violence etc. You have been warned. "I thought after 3months of dealing with my anger, when I finally saw you again the desire to skin you alive and add your pretty skin to my collection would have died down." he said camly looking at me. His game on pause for a second. My heart dropped to my feet. My eyes were wandering between him and the items close to him as I blinked the tears away. "Sylas- please. You have to understand-" I felt more scared seeing as his attention was back on the board and not on me. Dying was an exceptional thing for me but death by Sylas I couldn't even begin to imagine. "Sprich nicht."(Don't speak.) His native tongue did something to me. I gulped being unable to look at his eyes even though they were on the chess board. "What did you think was going to happen Mäuschen?" he asked giving me his full attention. Every Fibre in my body wanted to run, my mind was screaming for me to run but I knew that wouldn't get me anywhere, it would just make him more excited. "Lay your hands on the table." he commanded moving the chess board further from him. I now wished he continued with his game. I didn't want all of his attention. I complied to his instruction with trembling hands knowing I had no choice. "Which finger did you use?" he asked casually grabbing the hammer and standing up causing a sob to wreck through me. I harshly bit into my bottom lip to stop the begging that was at the tip of my tongue, I knew he wouldn't listen, he only just wanted his answer but I had no control over my tears. .. She wishes she never met him, but wishes only come true in fairy tales.