Basement Yard Fanfic

“A-Are you the one who bought me?” Out of everything, this was the question that slipped from my lips. He looked surprised and baffled at the same moment as if he didn't know how to respond to my question, “Hmmm, not quite well, I know this is going to sound crazy to you but you are actually a present to me,” My eyebrows arched up in puzzlement, “Present?” “Yes,” Radhika was just an innocent kid when she was sold off by her father to a hell where she was treated worse than animals. She was tortured, abused, sexualized, and isolated from the outer world in a basement where she lost the hope of a better future. To get rid of her, they drugged her and sold her at an auction but when her eyes opened she was on a plane, in front of an attractive looking man who claimed her as his present but what was the truth? How she’ll cope with her new life, what it will bring her. A new start? Or another hell?

Dario Morello came from old money in Santria City—but his family was cursed. Every guy in that bloodline dropped dead before twenty-five, like something sucked the life out of them. The only way out? Marry someone with a rare fertility gene. In my last life, my adopted sister Serena jacked my wedding dress and took my place at the altar. I exposed her right there in front of everyone. She became Santria's biggest joke. Then she killed herself. My parents said I was heartless. Cut me off without blinking. Dario? He hated me too. On the anniversary of Serena's death, he locked me in a basement, strapped me with explosives, and snapped, "That fertility gene lie? You made it up for clout and cash. Serena was pregnant with my kid. You killed them both. So now—you're going with her." Next thing I knew, I was waking up on the morning of the wedding. This time? I helped Serena with the veil and wished them a perfect life.

When Marcus Blackwell meets his new secretary, he knows that she’s the one he’s been waiting for. He can feel it and so can his dragon. He’d planned to take his time seducing her, before introducing her to his darker desires. Fate has other plans for them, speeding up his plans. Will he be able to convince her to be theirs.Louis knew from the moment that Amelia came into his basement office that she was something special, his dragon knew it too. Now he just needs to figure out, what is she to him and his lover?Amelia is just your average modern woman, with a bit of bratty side looking for a dominant to tame her. She doesn’t know what she’s getting into when she takes on the dominant dragon, Marcus and his submissive, Louis. A whirlwind reverse-harem romance pulls Amelia in as her lovers awaken her desires. Pulling her into a drama she didn’t know existed outside of the realm of fantasy and make believe.

Raia saw the uncomfortable behaviour of her two kids' customers. They left the kids center in a hurry and left their backpacks. Raia follows the kids until she reaches the basement of the mall to bring their backpacks. When she saw the twin, she saw the unbelievable phenomenon, the twin changed into werewolf and saw her! The twin ran towards her in a haste! She thought it was the end of her life but to her surprise the twin cuddles her like a dog.  Rosh Ladon received a call that his niece and nephew were transforming and an employee saw the transformation. He was worried that his niece and nephew might get hurt and started a chaos in their company. But to his surprise the employee who saw his niece and nephew, they cuddled each other like the twin knew the lady. Rosh approaches the lady and offers an agreement not to leak their weakness to the world in exchange for money. Raia refused but due to her brother's conflict, she turned back and accept the money. Soon after the twin's transformation is out of control and they can't leave their house. The twin request from their uncle, Rosh to asked Raia to be their babysitter.

My husband died unexpectedly, and my mother-in-law adopted a newborn boy. She said she wanted to keep this child by her side as a reminder of my husband. Therefore, I raised him as my own child. Later, when he grew up, I gave him the company with peace of mind. The first thing my son did after taking power was to have someone lock me up in the basement and torture me. He said, "If it weren't for you, I wouldn’t have been separated from my parents all these years." At the moment of my death, my husband, who had supposedly passed away for many years, appeared with his first love in his arms. "Sophia, how does it feel to be cheated for more than ten years? Fortunately, you raised a son for me so that we can live happily without you." Angered to death, I could only watch the three of them. When I opened my eyes again, I returned to the day when my husband died unexpectedly.

My girlfriend and I were reborn, returning to the cramped basement apartment we rented right after graduation. We silently walked out the door together, neither of us mentioning staying together. She went abroad with her childhood sweetheart to further her studies while I stayed behind, grinding away at my company. Seven years later, she became a rising young designer with a bright future and a happy family. I was still grinding away at the same company. When we met again, she clung to her childhood sweetheart's arm, looking down at my slightly disheveled state with a mocking smile. "Long time no see. How did you end up looking like a beggar?" I ignored her. However, later, when the powerful, world-renowned CEO of a top design firm clung to my arm, acting sweetly, her face twisted with panic. "Alex Prescott! How can you be so close with another woman?!"

Samantha Hale thought she had it all — a perfect marriage, a thriving career as a software engineer, and the kind of life that looked flawless from the outside. Until she discovers her husband is cheating on her… with her sister. And that her sister is pregnant. Betrayed. Homeless. Broke. One night, Samantha enters a radio contest on a whim — and wins an old Victorian mansion in a forgotten countryside town called Willow Creek. It’s supposed to be her new beginning. But the house has a secret buried deep beneath its foundations. When she unlocks the door to the basement, Samantha finds two stone coffins — and accidentally awakens Lucien Varyn, the long-lost King of Vampires, and his enigmatic right hand, Sebastian. Lucien is dark, magnetic, and far too dangerous. Sebastian is cold, calculating, and hiding something behind his icy loyalty. Both are bound to her by an ancient prophecy neither of them expected to come true. As strange events unfold and old powers stir, Samantha must decide who to trust — and who to love — before the house claims her soul… Because in Willow Creek, under the glow of the Blood Moon, the past isn’t dead. It’s just waiting to be awakened.

My Alpha's ex-girlfriend finds an excuse to move in with us. Whenever she sees me and my pup, she clutches her chest and acts like she's devastated. My Alpha is sure that I'm deliberately showing off our pup to upset her. "I can't believe you keep flaunting our pup to get on Cissy's nerves! I have to teach you a lesson!" He orders his men to have our pup and me thrown into the basement. No one is allowed to bring me food. I try to escape, and I beg for mercy. I tell him our pup is weak because I wasn't in the best of health when carrying it. I also tell him a healer has advised me to be hospitalized for further treatment. He sounds like he's heard the world's biggest joke, and his tone is cold as he says, "How can you be weak when you made it out of being ambushed in the forest? Stop trying to make yourself seem pitiful! Stay in the basement and repent! This is what you get for making things hard for Cissy!" What he doesn't know is that, when I save him from the attack, I lose my wolf because I am injected with wolfsbane. During my pregnancy, I am also hospitalized many times in order to prevent miscarriage due to the fact that my body is too weak. The pup is in poor health and has been receiving treatment since birth. In the basement, I slash my wrists to feed my pup with my blood, but he still dies in my arms. My devastated howls reverberate in the space. Losing my wolf means I no longer have the ability to heal myself. I lie in a puddle of my blood as I hold my pup's cold body close. Three days later, my Alpha decides he wants me back when he drinks a cup of coffee that isn't to his liking. He says, "Let my Luna out so she can make me coffee and apologize to Cissy. She and the pup can be taken to the hospital if she's sincere enough." No one dares obey his orders—my blood is already flowing out of the basement.

Yenah Arabella a girl with a disability. Ipinanganak siyang bulag ngunit lumaki kasama ang matandang itinuring niya nang ina. Siya ang naging pasanin ng kaniyang abuwela dahil sa kaniyang kapansanan. Until her grandmother died. Mas naging mahirap na kay Yenah ang mabuhay. She's only seventeen. Her age isn't suitable for work. Pero sinikap niyang maghanap at sa kauna-unahang pagkakataon ay lumabas siya sa kaniyang comfort zone at nakipagsapalaran sa labas. Inayawan siya ng mga in-apply-an niya dahil sa kapansanan niya pero hindi ang mga Rojo. Dahil tinanggap siya ng mga ito. Hindi lingid sa kaalaman ni Yenah na napakarami nang umalis na katulong sa bahay na iyon. Ang lalaking nakakulong sa basement ng mansyon ng mga Rojo na pinagsisilbihan niya ang dahilan ng lahat. Ang nakakagulat ay sa lahat ng katulong na pumasok sa silid na iyon ay si Yenah ang hindi nakalabas.

Ember accepted her lot in life. On the run, she only wishes to find out the truth behind her dreams and solve the memory of her past. Keegan has only cared about protecting his pack, but when he sees the beauty dancing on stage and the flicker of flames in her eyes his body screams, Mate! Can Keegan tame the flames of Ember and together solve the mystery of her missing past? Or will they all burn together? Excerpt: “This is the reason I’m always tired,” I think to myself. Twenty-four years of coming here and still not a single clue, but every time I close my eyes, I return to this place. I know my surroundings perfectly. Oddly the place is beautiful to the eyes. The old house sat among flowers growing around all sides. The aroma of honeysuckle and jasmine fill my lungs filling me with a moment's peace. I’m sitting in my usual spot. Gripping the ropes of a swing in the front yard held by a large oak tree. Waiting I begin pushing my legs back and forth sending me in motion. I know something is about to happen. It happens every night. The house moves in front of my eyes. I see the shadows coming, but I don’t stop swinging. They are black as night but I can see smiles within the shadow grinning bright. “What is this place!” I cry, fed up with this nightly repetition, but no sound emerges. A noise can be heard from the back of the house. One of the shadows turns toward it. I jump down to follow only to have the other shadow hold me back. “Don’t go. Not yet. Listen to me!”