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FORBIDDEN FREQUENCIES

[UPDATE EVERY MONDAY, WEDNESDAY AND FRIDAY AT 10 P.M.] WARNING [ CONTAINS SOME REALLY DISTURBING SCENES] Zara Quinn has built her career on exposing the truth. As an investigative journalist for the New York Chronicle, she's never met a story she couldn't crack—until she's assigned to infiltrate the dark underground music scene of Brooklyn, where young women have been vanishing without a trace. All roads lead to The Abyss, a notorious nightclub where shadows dance to hypnotic beats, and at its center reigns Ravyn Cross—a legendary DJ whose sets are as intoxicating as they are dangerous. With her raven-black hair, haunting presence, and a reputation whispered in equal parts fear and fascination, Ravyn is everything Zara should stay away from. But when Zara goes undercover as "Zee," a lost soul seeking refuge in the dark, she finds herself caught in Ravyn's magnetic pull. What begins as a dangerous game of cat and mouse ignites into an obsession neither can control. Ravyn sees through Zara's disguise from the very first night—and decides to play along, weaving a web of manipulation, desire, and psychological warfare. As Zara descends deeper into Ravyn's world, the lines between investigation and addiction blur. Every touch is a transaction. Every kiss, a trap. Every night together pulls Zara further from the light she once knew, until she can no longer tell if she's hunting a criminal or surrendering to the one person who truly understands the darkness inside her. But The Abyss holds secrets far more sinister than either woman anticipated. A trafficking ring, a missing sister, ghosts of past lovers, and a web of lies that entangles them both in violence and crime. When the truth finally surfaces, Zara faces an impossible choice: escape and reclaim her life, or stay and embrace the beautiful, brutal cage Ravyn has built around her heart. In a city that never sleeps, two women spiral into a love so toxic it might just destroy them both—or forge them into something far more dangerous together. Forbidden Frequencies is a dark, unapologetic exploration of obsession, power, and the thin line between love and possession. This is not a story of redemption. This is a story of descent. Tags : #SUPERSTAR, #THRILLER, #YURIE, #SMUT, #ROMANCE, #ABUSIVELOVE...
JMCarl_22 · 10.5k Views

I will love my child this time

I am an evil mother, for I burdened my child with all the responsibility; my torment and my resentment.. The beautiful child who could not smile, grew up in pain and violence.. The traitor of the Empire, "Ayan de Altan," was executed in the public square... My child, whom I never looked at throughout the twenty-five years, never, smiled sadly and said arrogantly on the day of his execution: "I do not care for this Empire's hatred of me, for I never desired your good feelings. So here I am, being executed now to rid you of your final chains. The last Altan monster is executed; Altan will be erased from existence." Ayan was executed, but the pain and sorrow remained in my heart. Years after my son's death, I went to his grave and took a small bottle of purple poison, remembering what the seller said... ["It is a very harmful poison; it makes the one who drinks it suffer greatly, as if their body is being torn apart. Madam, is there someone you want to kill with such brutality?!"] I took a deep breath, opened the bottle cap, and poured it into my mouth. "I am the one who deserves to die in pain." I felt the poison starting to tear my body apart. I began to gasp and ache, tears burning in my eyes. "Ayan, I am sorry, my little one. If time could go back, I would have given you love instead of resentment. I would have held you more, told you that you are the best child in the world. I... I didn't hate you. I burdened you with my hatred for myself and my helplessness... my child, I love you, finally."
sara_Luffy11 · 14.7k Views

My Beast Husbands Are Obsessed With Me

His knee pressed forward, sliding between her thighs, and completely forcing them apart. The pressure made her gasp, her back arching slightly off the floor. “But I am curious,” Roy leaned forward, his eyes burning into hers as his voice dropped into something quieter and dangerous. “How far gone you actually are.” ‘What was he going to do exactly?’ ‘Please me to death?!’ --- One satisfying satisfying orgasm... Actually, it wasn't satisfying at all. I died of cardiac arrest after accidentally livestreaming myself with a vibrator to 1.4 million viewers. During my own news broadcast. With my mother calling. And instead of the sweet relief of eternal nothingness, I woke up as the most hated woman in a kingdom of beast men. A disgraced Matriarch bonded to five devastatingly gorgeous Beast Lords who despise my very existence. A cold-blooded panther who looks through me like I'm furniture. A silver-tongued fox who parades his girlfriend just to torment me. A silent serpent whose eyes track me like prey. And feral twin white tigers who'd sooner claw my throat than share a meal with me. Armed with a snarky System that roasts me harder than my husbands do, a virgin body hiding a very experienced soul, and the lingering trauma of public humiliation in two separate lifetimes, I'm going to flip the script, tame these beast husbands, and reclaim my power. And also turn their obsessive hatred into something far, far hotter. Comedy. Chaos. Five possessive beast men. One shameless Matriarch. And enough tension to set a kingdom on fire.
lame_entity · 241 Views

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 · 177.7k Views

The Mating Ritual: She Came For The Gold, But Left Thoroughly Used

Warning: This book contains a large number of very hot adult scenes!(18+ ONLY) *PLEASE DON'T READ IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO INTENSE INTIMATE SCENES* "Say you're ours." Nicholas's hand tightened around my throat....not choking, just holding, reminding me who owned every breath I took. His silver eyes burned into mine, relentless and demanding. "Say it, Lilith." "I'm yours," I whispered, and the words tasted like surrender and salvation all at once. "Louder." Sebastian's voice was dark silk behind me, his massive body pressed against my back, his hands bruising my hips. "We want to hear you scream it." Before I could answer, Lucian slammed into me from behind, filling me so completely I saw stars. The stretch, the fullness, the overwhelming sensation of being claimed....it stole every thought from my mind. "I'm....." I tried to speak, but then Nicholas was lifting my leg, positioning himself, and suddenly he was pushing inside me from the front, and I was being taken by both of them at once. Too much. Too full. Too intense. "Breathe," Nicholas commanded against my lips, but breathing was impossible when they were both moving, finding a rhythm that had me trembling violently between them. "I'm yours!" The confession finally tore from my throat as Lucian's mouth found that sensitive spot on my neck, teeth scraping, threatening to mark me permanently. "I'm yours, I'm yours, I'm yours...." "Good girl," all three of them growled in unison. "Now prove it." Lilith Thorne is drowning. Her father.....Beta of Shadowmere Pack....was murdered six months ago. Her mother overdosed on wolfsbane and lies comatose. Her boyfriend found his true mate and threw her away like garbage. And she's wolfless.....a reject in wolf society, unable to shift, worthless and invisible. With eviction looming and hospital bills crushing her, Lilith makes a desperate choice: enter the Rite, an ancient ritual where unmated Alphas can claim women for one night in exchange for gold. But she's not paired with just any Alphas. She's chosen by Lucian, Nicholas, and Sebastian Blackwood.....the Cursed Alpha Kings. Triplets cursed by the Moon Goddess to find their true mate before they turn 26, or lose themselves to their wolves forever. They have three months left. What starts as a transaction becomes an obsession. The moment they touch her, their curse quiets. Their wolves recognize something in her. And they can't let her go. But Lilith is not what she seems. She's the last daughter of the most powerful witch bloodline in existence, her magic suppressed since birth. And when that magic awakens, it will change everything. When she finally learns the truth....that breaking their curse means taking it upon herself....Lilith makes a choice that will change everything. She sacrifices herself to save them, dying in their arms while they scream her name. But death isn't the end. It's only the beginning. And when she rises from the ashes, marked by death and wielding powers she never imagined, she won't be the same broken girl who walked into the Rite. She'll be something far more dangerous. Their mate. Their queen. Their salvation. Or their destruction. Part 1: THE CLAIMING How far would you fall for three kings who worship you like a religion and claim you like a conquest? Part 2: THE RESURRECTION How dark would you become to reclaim what death stole from you? The Mating Ritual is a dark paranormal romance featuring possessive alphas, intense sexual content, a strong but broken heroine discovering her power, found family, fated mates, and a love so consuming it transcends death itself.
Salewa_25 · 26k Views