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They were in captivity, but it could have been worse - for example, the Venator killing stations. "Dom?" I called my best friend, but didn't expect an answer. As I knew him, he was back in the cage with the drooling monsters and tied bows in their hair and through the thick armored glass window he couldn't hear me. The thought that he could really do it made me smile. But I immediately lost it when I passed cage number thirty-seven. This proles was calm, waiting for his opportunity. Look, Gracy, the funny dog. I called it plush because it looks so plush.

Chapter Title: The Desperate Escape Lena's POV Darkness seemed to close in on all sides. The damp, cold scent of the room filled my nostrils as I lay on the cold, unyielding floor, my hands numb from the tight restraints. My body ached from days in captivity, but my mind was sharper than ever. I had spent every waking moment memorizing my surroundings, tracking the movements of my captors, searching for a weakness. I wasn't going to just sit here and wait for someone to come and save me. I had to do something.

Chapter 0079 A GHOST ELENA, I laid down in the room, my mind filled with who the man was and what he wanted from me. For the first time, I wanted Evan to be here. If he was, he would be able to get me out of here. I was Evan's captive, but I wasn’t locked up with darkness crawling up over me. The darkness had been there, but now— The darkness was worse this time. It wasn’t just an absence of light—it was a presence. Heavy. Watching.

A New Pet for the Mafia King. I stared at the title. " A pet." Something owned. Controlled. I had laughed when I first picked it up at the library. Thought it was just another dark Mafia fantasy. But now? Now, it felt too real. Because I was also a captive to him, And the worst part? I was falling for my captor. For Damien. The door swung open. I gasped, raising my head up to see Damien right there. Dark eyes. Cold. Wild. Warning. Unfriendly.

** TRIGGER WARNING: This chapter contains graphic descriptions of torture. ** Celine arrives first to the space in her mind that the tea had allowed her to create for them. The floor is white marble, so reflective it could have been glass, and it stretches out in every direction. There are no visible walls and the space above the floor is dark, there was some unseen light source creating a large pool of bright light around her. And while the rest of the space was dimly lit, she could still see what was there.

Victoria added. "Maybe there's no way to trap him... but--" Petra, who had been silent until now, smirked with an almost mischievous glint in her eyes. "Maybe we can trap his host!" She pulled a suitcase closer, snapping it open with a flourish. Inside lay an ancient, jet-black book with a velvet cover that seemed to shimmer ominously in the dim light. The book exuded an unsettling aura, its pages appearing to drip with a darkness that defied explanation. Each page looked like it had been soaked in shadows, the ink melding with the very fabric of the paper.

"I was locked up, whipped, and even cut every time I made a mistake. My life was as dark as the night sky until I met you. At first, I used you as a tool to get revenge on Davero's father, but the more I got to know you, the more we were together. You showed me little stars as light in my darkness." "And I don't know when I felt like my life wasn't dark anymore. You are my sun," Bastian said, looking at Renata. "I was not scared when I was abandoned by many friends and family, nor did I ever care about being hated by anyone. But I was very afraid when my sun turned away, and now I'm afraid my life is dark again. You and Ariana are the light and rainbow in my dark life."

Whoever came across her would probably see a weak, helpless girl and try to help her. Or try to take advantage of her. She straightened, looking around. She needed to get the hell out of here. She couldn’t just sit around and wait for… A big familiar build appeared from within the darkness, the little light from the building giving his body a warm glow. His strides were lazy and sensual, his shoulders broad and pulled back proudly. His head was inclined and green eyes of a predator glowed back at her, lighting her body up in an instant. Her captor.

I didn’t even doubt that this darkest one would turn out to be a catcher, and maybe there would even be several of them. That night, after the collapse of the roof of the barn, when I lay unconscious, I again had the ill-fated dream. I felt pain in my bare feet and biting blows of branches on my face, as if in reality, but this time something went wrong, the forest ended, and I fell out into a clearing that was flooded with moonlight. From a long run, there was a taste of blood in my mouth, there was almost no strength left, and I, emboldened, turned around to meet my enemy. Darkness swirled a few steps away from me, glossy black ribbons writhing and quivering like tentacles. She did save my

The ease of it all left her feeling a little disappointed. Time drifted by like an endless nightmare. Cara had tried countless ways to escape, but after each failed attempt, the guards only tightened their surveillance. At first, they still opened the door to bring her food and clothes, but later on, everything was passed through a narrow slot. She was completely cut off from any others contact. Cara didn’t know what had happened to her. She had no idea who that so-called father was, or why he had locked her up. But there was one thing she knew with absolute certainty, she hated him. She hated the entire Dark Eclipse pack.