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The Quietest Knife

Willow wakes in a hospital bed injured, medicated, and alone. She is informed that her life, as she understood it, ended weeks earlier. Her fiancé is there. Calm. Controlled. He explains that they broke up before the accident and that the separation was mutual. He says he remained by her side only out of decency. He is already involved with someone else, his boss’s daughter, and speaks as though this version of events has always been established fact. No one in the room challenges him. The doctors attribute Willow’s disbelief to concussion and trauma. Nurses lower their voices and repeat the same explanation with careful reassurance until it becomes official, documented, and final. Each repetition strips away her certainty, replacing memory with doubt. When Willow looks to the one person who could contradict him, she finds no relief. Her fiancé’s closest friend, a man who has never hidden his dislike for her, says nothing. He offers a brief nod that confirms the narrative without words. With that single gesture, the past is closed. Every detail they present contradicts what Willow knows she lived. Weeks have been erased. Conversations have been rewritten. A relationship has been reassigned without her consent. If she resists, she will be labeled unstable, emotional, and unreliable. She will be the only one insisting that reality has been altered. So Willow stays silent. Within that silence, something colder begins to take shape. She begins to question why her fiancé needed the past rewritten at a moment when she cannot safely object. She begins to wonder why his closest friend chose this precise moment to agree. She begins to realize that decisions were made about her while she lay unconscious and defenseless. The Quietest Knife is a dark psychological romance centered on gaslighting, betrayal, and power disguised as care. It follows a slow, deliberate descent into manipulation, control, and revenge, where harm is inflicted quietly and authority wears the mask of concern. This is not a story about forgetting. It is a story about being rewritten calmly, professionally, and without resistance.
dr_ban99 · 156.7k Views

Fated To Not Just One, But Three

I let out a bitter laugh. “It’s ironic, isn’t it? You spent years making my life a living hell, and now you look at me like I’m the very air you breathe.” Lennox’s face fell. “Olivia, it wasn’t supposed to be like this—” I cut him off, my eyes blazing with anger. “Oh, but it was. You wanted me broken. You wanted me to suffer. And I did.” I paused, my voice trembling. “But not anymore.” Louis, who had been silent, spoke softly. “Olivia, we—” I shook my head and took a step back, putting distance between us. “No. Whatever you think you feel, it doesn’t matter. It’s too late. You had a choice. And every single time, you chose her. Over and over again, you chose Anita.” Levi shook his head. “We were wrong.” I met their gazes. “Yes, you were. And now, you’ll have to live with it.” With that, I turned away, refusing to let them see the tears burning in my eyes. •••••••• Olivia Parker was once the cherished daughter of a respected Gamma—until betrayal shattered her world. Branded the daughter of a traitor, she was stripped of her title, her dignity, and the life she had known, forced to serve as an Omega among those who once respected her. But fate wasn’t done with her yet. On the night of the mating ceremony, Olivia discovered the cruelest twist of all—she wasn’t fated to just one mate, but three. And not just any three. Alpha Lennox, Alpha Louis, and Alpha Levi—the ruthless triplet Alphas who had spent years tormenting her. Bound to a marriage they never wanted, the triplets made her life a waking nightmare. They paraded their lover, Anita, before her, ensuring she never forgot her place, never forgot that they would never want her. But fate has a way of playing its own game. As secrets unravel and buried truths come to light, the triplets begin to see Olivia for who she truly is—not just a Luna in title, but the woman they never realized they needed. Only now, she’s done waiting.
Sugarlitics · 5.7m Views

The Alpha Train's Fucktoy.

..."Fucking take my cock like a good little slut." Jenna could only sob and cling to his shoulders as he fucked her into the mattress, too overwhelmed by sensation to do anything else. She could feel Alex behind her, suddenly, rubbing his own sticky cock between her ass cheeks, teasingly. "Please," she whimpered brokenly. "Need you both..." One midnight train ride turned Jenna into a dripping, hole-wrecked mess. A brutal stranger fucked her raw in the aisle until she squirted across the seats. A bathroom quickie left another man’s cum leaking down her thighs. Then the Syndicate came for her. Now she’s collared, caged, and passed between powerful men who stretch every hole past breaking. Electro-clamped nipples, inflating plugs, double-cock DP marathons, throat-fucked until she’s crying cum-bubbles, and public gangbangs while strangers watch and film. She was supposed to escape. Instead, she begs to be filled again… and again… and again. Begging unleashes hell; electro-clamps fry swollen tits to gushing orgasms; inflating plugs stretch pussy/ass to tearing screams; caged like a bitch as Master's paddle cracks welts bloody-red. MMF savagery explodes, where dual cocks grind through her thin walls in DP creampie marathons, throat-bulging face-fucks choke her on twin loads, and every hole is plugged, leaking and stuffed in endless breed-chains. Collaring brands her eternal Syndicate cum-pet, public gangbangs, zap-torture squirts, and piss-soaked submission. Raw, relentless, and hole-ruining ecstasy. Will Jenna escape the Syndicate's cock-collar... or beg to be their forever-drenched fucktoy?... Or get trapped back to David?
Renzy_Dev1 · 82 Views

Bound By the Alpha

His tongue was merciless, circling, teasing, bringing me right to the edge...... And then he stopped again. My hips bucked uselessly against his mouth. I moaned in frustration. “Please,” I gasped, hating how desperate I sounded. “Kael—please—” He pulled back just enough to meet my eyes. “Beg me,” he murmured against my slick skin. “Beg me properly, Riley, and maybe I’ll let you come.” How was I craving him.. How can I crave for him. This man kidnapped me. Yet I ache for his touch. I yearn for it. I can't go a day without it. I know this would end badly, yet my heart wants to spend every minute with him. ************************* All Riley Miller wanted was to pay off her loans and forget the empty space inside her. Then Kael Bloodmoon shattered her world. A centuries-old werewolf Alpha, he drags her into a brutal hidden society, claiming she is the last Aethelgard, a human "Keyholder" magically enslaved to his bloodline. Trapped between Kael's raw, possessive fury and the cold, calculating schemes of his brother Kain, Riley finds herself at the center of a pack war while navigating threats from ancient vampires and darker creatures. The magical bond that chains her to Kael is eating her alive, and the only people with answers are the ones using her as a pawn. To survive, Riley must learn who to trust in a world of monsters, even if the most dangerous one is the possessive, broken king who claims she belongs to him.
Hokkybae · 28.8k Views

A Girl Between Realms: Secrets of the Veil

She has always been different. Raised in the quiet forests of Sylvaria, unloved and overlooked, she has learned to move through life carefully, keeping her thoughts and powers hidden. Even the faint hum of magic inside her is a mystery she cannot yet understand.Then an unexpected invitation changes everything. She is summoned to a school unlike any she has ever imagined—a place for the gifted, where children from across the realms come to discover their abilities. For the first time, she steps into a world alive with wonder, where power is respected, secrets linger in every corridor, and destinies are quietly shaped.At the academy, she finds friends who offer warmth, rivals who challenge her, and a sense of possibility that has always seemed out of reach. Yet she struggles to find her place. She is different, an outcast in a school that measures children by their gifts. And the magic inside her, though powerful, is unpredictable—an echo of something far greater than she has ever known.Beneath divided skies, loyalties will be tested, hearts will falter, and choices will carry consequences that reach far beyond the academy walls. In a world alive with enchantment and danger, she will discover that courage is more important than strength, and trust can be the most powerful magic of all.For the girl who has always felt alone, the journey ahead is uncertain, filled with first friendships, whispers of love, and a spark of magic that could change everything. As mysteries unfold, she must find the strength to step into her own power, uncover the truth about who she is, and learn that sometimes belonging is something you must claim for yourself.
Deborah_Theophilus · 6.1k Views

Entrapped By The Cold-Hearted Devil

Betrayed and shattered, that was the instant she caught the attention of a mysterious and handsome unknown man. Who got lust wishing to have her body?Without wasting much time, he kidnapped and entrapped her on his bed, having her as a meal... morning, afternoon and night... Although he is cold-hearted, yet he treats her well. The only thing she despises about him is having her body against her wish. But there is one deadly secret about this sex addict that she doesn't know about. Later on her ex-husband wishes to have her back...war, fight, hatred unveiled between these two men in her life... dragging and competing among themselves on who will have her. But it all lies in her hands on whom she will choose between them. Will she choose the man who kidnapped and entrapped her on his bed? OR will she choose her ex husband who has divorced and hurt her feelings for him? _____________________ "What's that?" Willow asked, looking at the paper on the table. "A contract paper" "What sort of contract?" She asked, confusion was plastered on her face. "A contract that will be signed between us" Fernando replied, his eyes not leaving her, he wants to see each and every one of her reactions. "I don't understand" "I have what you want and you got what I want" Fernando replied. Willow wanted to ruffle her hair, she is really losing it already. What's he talking about? "And what do I want?" She asked. Fernando looked into her eyes. "Satisfying your sexual urges" _______________
Favourite_Jane · 1.3k Views

Rejected By My Mate, Now Mated To The Lycan King

“Let me go Henry,” I said coldly. “I am not yours, not anymore.” Henry scoffed. “You will always be mine. I was your first mate.” “And yet you rejected me. I don’t need you anymore, I have-” “Who do you have, Nyssa? Him?” He laughed humorlessly. “You don’t even know who he is.” Rowan growled, a low warning sound. “Shut the fuck up!” “Why?” Henry shot back. “Tell her what you’re hiding, Rowan, let’s see if she still loves you after.” ********************* Nyssa was once the beloved of the pack—the Beta’s daughter, mated to the Alpha. But once her parents died, and she was unable to shift, her life began to crumble until she was finally rejected by her mate, Henry. It was hard enough that he left her for her best friend, but as the Beta’s daughter, she was forced to remain with him until an attack leaves their pack vulnerable and they have to seek help for the lycans. What was meant to be a diplomatic trip turned into chaos when Nyssa realizes she is mated to Rowan—the lycan king. Lycans and wolves don’t get along, and there is a lot of history between the three of them. To Nyssa, the angel she doesn’t know is better than the devil she knows, But what happens when that angel is just another devil in disguise? After all, Rowan is hiding some dark secrets of his own, the kind that threatens their already fragile bond. Would she be able to handle the pressure? Or will she go back to Henry who may have never gotten over her in the first place?
Marianaaa · 140.9k Views

Transmigration : Rewriting the Villain's Fate

Elena Park was a novel editor who was just about to approve her client’s final manuscript, a dark romance about betrayal, obsession, and the tragic death of a cruel woman. That woman was not the heroine. She was the villain. A woman who toyed with an amnesiac man. A woman who abused her power and vented her anger on someone who could not fight back. A woman who would eventually be kidnapped, tortured, and left to die alone. Elena knew the entire plot. She had memorized every torture scene. She knew no one would look for her when she disappeared, because she herself had edited the story. But before she could uncover the plot hole that felt strangely out of place, a car crashed into her. When she opened her eyes, Elena was no longer standing on a city sidewalk. She awoke in the De Luca family’s swimming pool, as Elena De Luca, the villain destined to die. And the man who would one day take revenge for everything she had done, Lorenzo Vitale, the mafia boss who lost his memory in an accident she caused, was now staring at her with empty eyes. Elena knew that one day the mafia’s memories would return. She knew the depth of his vengeance. She knew how her body would be found lifeless. Yet one question continued to haunt her, what was the plot hole she had never discovered? Would she follow the original storyline to uncover the truth, or rewrite her own fate, even if it meant becoming a different kind of monster? Because this time, the villain is the one holding the pen.
Sky_Bada · 404 Views