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Clasp of life

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Time 3h 55m

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I was scheduled to die in less than 24hrs from now. And the person who conspires to put me out of my miserable life is the one who put me through hell. His hell. My husband. 

I didn't mind dying. I was rather happy to finally get this thing over with. You know, get over life. 

But just when I was ready to rest in peace, I met her.

Her beautiful blue eyes glittered with tears bringing light to this moonless night. The cold breeze brought a shiver to her fragile tiny body. She looked nothing less than a porcelain doll, delicate and clean. 

But she scared me when she looked at me with hope. Hope to save her. I laughed at this naive little girl. How was I to save her when I couldn't save myself?

Nevertheless, I extended my hand for her to take, and with some hesitation, she wrapped her whole hand around my one finger.

First time in my meaningless life I felt a spark. Spark of life enlightened in me with her one innocent touch. She made me want to live a little while longer with a small innocent promise, holding me tight to live with her, for her.

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Wet Wild Summer || Ongoing by authorNavya

A mind fucking Dark romance. She is holding a Knife in her hands, and pointing it towards him. "Don't come near, or I'll stab you right in your chest." She whispers. A smirk forms on the corner of his mouth, and he stepped forward. Pressing his chest against the sharp edge of the knife. Her eyes widen with fear. Her knees felt weak. He presses his chest more against the edge, until the blood tosses out of the chest to the knifes blade then to her hand. "I'll gladly die, if you are the one to do it. But that ain't gonna happen." _________________________________________ It's him, who can do anything to get what he wants. ANYTHING. He is POSSESSED what's his, Forever. Obsessive, Eye Catching Side. The One who can bring Anyone on his/her knees. Same as he did with AISHA. -It's her who I chose, It's Her who belongs to me. ONLY ME. Dare you. *** Aisha, A hot fucking as fuck bitch. One controls the Around of her. Head over heels for this Lady. Eye catchy body with eye catchy sharp mouth. Her mouth works like a scissor. -I'm better than them, and I'll be better than them. ALWAYS.

Squeak by anboyden

She was the undesired outcast, who stood out, yet simultaneously blended effortlessly into the background. I could see the panic in her glassy brown eyes as she prayed her way through the crowded hallways. She'd tightly clutch that cross around her neck, full lips whispering, asking her God to spare her from their scornful glares, hateful comments, and the occasional rough-up. Silly girl. Did she not know that he was not listening and he would never save her? Like Jesus, she was the sacrificial lamb. The anxiety-riddled girl would burst through the doors of the school's library with her chest heaving, heart racing, and sweat dripping from her temples. I'd watch her from the shadows as she stored her items behind the check-out counter, preparing for her free period she spent assisting the school librarian. I clenched my teeth, watching her wheel a cart of books throughout the aisles as she cheerfully hummed her Sunday hymnals. She wore a green and blue pinafore dress that fell mid-calf on her shapely body. She attempted to hide that body from me with oversized clothes, but you could never outfox a fox. They spoke pure blasphemy when they labeled her undesirable because I desired Jezebel Holmes in the worst way. Those opaque white stockings our classmates teased her for wearing did nothing but spur countless hours of fantasies. I'd dream about ripping her tights apart, right at her center, revealing her virginal cotton white panties covering her untouched paradise. I'd yank them to the side and taste her fear in her cum. Her stockings would find themselves strangling her neck while I fucked a believer out of her. I would be the one she'd pray to absolve her of her sins. I would be the one she would seek protection from. I would be her guiding light. I would be her God. #1 in Dark Romance #1 in Tainted Love #1 in Preacher's Daughter 1st Place in General Category - Hearts Award

Until I Find My Star by Jenikim7

I limped towards the kitchen after sending him an email, that I'm on leave today. I couldn't even able to walk properly as I was feeling sore down there, just thinking about what happened yesterday was enough to make me trembling down with fear. He was rough, way too rough. He didn't even mind that I was on my 5th day of my menstrual period. For him it's all about him and his needs. He will never change. My lips wobbled as I cleared my tears as it started to flow down. Entering the kitchen, I took the glass of water gulping it down furiously to calm my racing heartbeat. I took another and another as my throat was itching and hurting with all that screaming. I gasped while keeping the glass in the sink. I won't be going to office today not after his brutality. I don't have enough strength to face him. I just can't... He's an animal and I don't think I can even stay in the same room as him even though he had done this so many times, yesterday he went too far. He crossed his limits and I don't want to see his face. I just hate him so much. As I stood holding the sink, a thought crossed my mind, why life is so cruel to me? What did I do to receive these? Why did I ended up with him? I just want to live normally. I sighed brushing my open hair, thinking about my miserable life. I shook my head, tying my hair in a bun. I turned around to leave the kitchen only to get startled by him. Him? My eyes widened at the realisation as gasped left my mouth in horror at the sight of him. What? He's here. It means... he never left. And the worst part is he's also looking at me with that look on his face. Lust filled eyes. Will he ever leave me alone? ------------------------- ⚠️WARNING: IT CONTAINS ABUSIVE DARK ROMANCE AND FORCED MATURED CONTENT. -------------------------- Highest Rankings:- #1 Random - 26/10/2023 #2 Zaddy- 5/01/2024 #2 Badboy - 26/02/2024 #4 Indian - 26/02/2024 #5 Obsessed - 16/02/2024 DO NOT COPY MY WORK PLEASE!

Erotic Desires by Eroticapleasures

Lying on the demon's soft bed, his body weighing over me, I feel my pleasure mounting again. One hot finger massages my throbbing clit while two more stroke the moist folds of my opening. My own hands are grasping at his dark broad shoulders, holding on to him as if he were my lifeline in this ocean of ecstasy. I'm drowning in it, sinking further into the abyss. My world is melting, becoming one with his, and becoming one with him. Every touch, every miniscule movement of his fingers drags me down further until I am gasping for air. Time holds no meaning, not here, under his body and within his grasp. My lungs scream for air, unable to draw a full breath. My eyes are heavy; the drug-like state he's induced me in has my mouth opened in a soundless scream. In my grateful stupor while he continues to please me, I look for his gorgeous face again, startled to find it so close to mine. He's been watching me this whole time. My irregular breathing becomes raspy as I take in his inhuman beauty. I can't believe I was ever afraid of him....

Something blossoming by DivineCinn

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They Echo Me by enterthecircus

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