Prescription of possession

"Victor?" she gasped, startled by the sudden force. "Release her!" her father barked, stepping forward. Victor's lips curled into a dark, chilling smile. "Don't come any closer," he said, his voice dripping with menace. His free hand slid to his waist, revealing a knife he pressed against Elena's side. "Unless you want to see her bleed." "Victor!" Elena's voice trembled, a mix of confusion and fear. His grip on her arm was painfully tight. "How easy it is to manipulate you," Victor sneered, pulling her even closer. "Do you know why I chose you, Elena? Because you're so easy to control. So easy to make dance on my fingertips." Her heart shattered at his words, her disbelief etched onto her face. "Victor... you're hurting me." "And I'll hurt you again if I have to," he hissed, his voice cold and void of the warmth it once held. "Did you really believe I changed? That I was capable of being anything more than what I am? I'm the mastermind, Elena. Manipulation is my art. And you? You're my perfect little puppet."

The Obsessive Flame

"It was you. You ruined my life," she whispered, her voice trembling with pain. "I had to," he replied coldly, a twisted smile curving his lips. "To make you mine, I had no other choice." In a world where trust is fragile and love becomes a weapon, she never imagined that the person she relied on the most would shatter her soul. His obsession destroyed everything she cherished, leaving her trapped in a nightmare she can't escape. But was it truly love—or something far darker? Betrayal. Obsession. Ruin. When the lines between love and possession blur, can she ever reclaim her life—or will she remain a pawn in his deadly game? He broke her world to build his own. But how far will he go to keep her there?

Sick Madness

"Please let me go " she cried, her voice trembling with fear. "Shhh, don't waste your energy, love. Keep it for the real game " he said, coming closer to her. She turned her face away in disgust. "Oww, look at yourself, feeling disgusted and all. Just wait, darling, how I turn this disgust into pleasure you beg to get again and again, day and night" he said, sliding her hair away from her face. His breath hit her face, making her shiver. "You won't get away with this " she said, trying to be brave, but her voice was cracking. "We will see, love " he said in amusement, eating her earlobe. Stalking her was not enough; never enough. Seeing her from afar, not having her beside , not being able to touch her was insane. He deserved her; he deserved her all. She thought she was overreacting but her intuition was right; it always was right, only if she stayed away from him, she wouldn't be in hell, which he called love. Triggers: sextual content , manipulation, rape , self-harm , toxic love Note: This story is a work of fiction and is intended for mature audiences only. It contains explicit descriptions of sexual acts and themes of obsession and stalking, which may be triggering for some readers. Please read with caution

Stepdad's obsession

"Shh, do you want her to see us doing this" he said and pushed himself deep inside me. he pressed his hand harder on my mouth to stop me from making noise. My body shook with his sudden doing he smirked and came closer I turned my face in fear he was already whole inside me "What did he want more" I thought to myself. Guessing what I thinking he kissed my earlobe and what he said brought shivers down my spine " I want to bury my soul deep inside you" he started kissing insanely on my neck while doing exactly what he just said. Petal 20 years breathtaking innocent soul, shy but cheerful girl, could make anyone fall in love with her by doing absolutely nothing. She dreamt of nothing but to live a peaceful and meaningful life. She was her dad's angel until she became her stepdad's play-doll, but was she just a doll? Chase Griffin most wanted criminal, serial killer and sociopath living behind the identity of a rich billionaire, he has everything power, money, God-like look, until he meets his stepdaughter and gets to know he has nothing but obsession with her Triggers: violence, abuse, sexual content, rape, manipulation Note: This story is a work of fiction and is intended for mature audiences only. It contains explicit descriptions of sexual acts and themes of obsession and stalking, which may be triggering for some readers. Please read with caution.

Chained to his Desire

He watched her from the shadows, his breath steady as her every move played out like a scene crafted just for him. She had no idea that every step she took, every smile, every laugh, was under his gaze. Tonight, he'd come closer-just close enough for her to feel him without knowing. Soon, she would understand the truth: she wasn't alone, she had never been. She belonged to him. And once she realized it, there would be no escape. I will hunt you down - Chris Scott Triggers:violence, rape , Force-marriage, stalking, manipulation, toxic , anger issues, age gap Author note: This story is a work of fiction and is intended for mature audiences only. It contains explicit descriptions of sexual acts and themes of obsession and stalking, which may be triggering for some readers. Please read with caution

Portrait of a Predator

He stepped inside, closing the door slowly, his gaze fixed on her as she crawled backward, her back finally hitting the wall. "P-please... let me go," she stammered, tears spilling down her cheeks. "I won't tell anyone, I promise." He chuckled quietly, adjusting his blood-streaked glasses with a calm precision. he sank to his knees beside her, his movements slow and deliberate, as though savoring every second. With his bloodied hand, he reached for her face, his fingers grazing her cheek. She flinched, feeling the warmth of the blood he smeared across her skin. "There's no need to panic, Iris," he whispered softly, his voice a chilling lull that only made her shake harder. "just relax." His fingers lingered as he wiped a tear from her cheek, leaving a smear of red. She shivered, unable to tear her eyes from his, trapped under the weight of his calm, twisted gaze. Iris, a 20-year-old art student, is known for her beauty, cheerful nature, and boundless creativity. Independent and kind-hearted, she easily makes friends and brings warmth to any room. With a knack for seeing beauty in the everyday, she's both a dreamer and an optimist. Living alone for the first time, she's embracing her new independence with resilience and a touch of naivety, eager to grow as an artist and a person. Alaric, a 25-year-old senior art student, is the quiet enigma of the college. With his striking looks-handsome yet softened by his glasses-he's the subject of countless admirers, though he keeps mostly to himself. Known for his unmatched talent in painting and drawing, Alaric's art speaks louder than he ever does, and his reserved, polite manner only adds to his charm. Beneath his calm exterior, however, lies a hidden identity and a mind as complex as his name suggests-one that no one truly understands. Triggers:Toxic , violence , murder, manipulation Author note:This story is a work of fiction and is intended for mature audiences only.

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Harman : Ruined by Love

ruined , destroyed or severely damaged to the point of being beyond repair or recovery. In the context of a person's life, it implies significant negative impact, causing them to lose their well-being, happiness, or success. Triggers: toxic , force marriage, violence, manipulation, self harm Author Note: This story is a work of fiction and is intended for mature audiences only. It contains explicit descriptions of sexual acts and themes of obsession which may be triggering for some readers. Please read with caution

Eclipsed by Fate

"Marry me, Cassie. Fulfill the promise you made to me. Become the demon's bride." His voice was deep, laced with something ancient, something unbreakable. He stepped closer, his burning crimson eyes never leaving hers. Her breath hitched. Her heart pounded in her chest, fear and something unexplainable tangling together. "And if I refuse?" she whispered. A smirk curled on his lips, dark and knowing. "Then I will make you ready... but you will marry me." She wanted to call him insane, to tell him he had the wrong person. But the way he looked at her-like he had waited lifetimes just for this moment-shook her to her core. He spoke of promises she didn't remember, of a past she couldn't recall. Yet, something inside her ached at his words, a strange sense of déjà vu wrapping around her like a ghostly embrace. What happens when a demon claims you as his lost lover, swearing that you once vowed to marry him?

Chase’s Obsession

Before the nightmare, before the scars... the chaos began. Chase and Petal's past wasn't a love story-it was an obsession spiraling into darkness. A world where danger whispered sweet promises, and escape was never an option. This is where it all started. The betrayals. The pain. The madness. Now, the truth unfolds, and the past refuses to stay buried. The beginning of their twisted fate. The prequel to their story. Coming soon...

Prescription of possession

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The Obsessive Flame

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Prescription of Possession ( pov and mature version)

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Sick Madness

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Stepdad's obsession

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Chained to his Desire

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Portrait of a Predator

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Harman : Ruined by Love

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Eclipsed by Fate

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