torture twists

“MATE!” “NO!” “I didn’t ask!” “Still No, my mate killed me long ago.” Silence… “You killed your mate?” “No!” “Aw! I got a broken doll! “ The smug bastard grinned. -- Mallory´s life didn’t go as planned, even after she believed her true fairytale had started. Betrayed, beaten, and broken beyond repair, she welcomed death when it finally came. The moon goddess granted her a new life, a choice. She chose to remember. Haunted by her past and trauma, she devoted her life to *unalive* the worse criminals, humans, and shifters. Working for the council, she managed to keep running from her nightmares. Suffocating the pain and panic attacks by escaping into subspace, guided by Mr. Bear’s firm hand. Love is not in Mallory´s world; she doesn’t want it. Don’t deserve it, and the mere thought scare her to the core. Why would two mated males have such care for her? Why would another claim her as his? She doesn’t recognize them as mates—any of them. But that doesn’t seem to scare them away. Reverse harem, BDSM, revenge, trauma, triggers! Torture, human trafficking +++ Not a beautiful romance but a dark romance with lingering trauma.

Everybody knew Kayah was the pack runt. As the bastard daughter of the Alpha, she was subjected to constant bullying and torture led by no other than her own flesh and blood. They thought she would break eventually but they were wrong. Kayah was smart and special though she's not aware of it yet. She planned to escape the pack she called hell by attending the mating ball. She believed she'd meet her mate there and save her. The only problem was that she didn't have a gown, she needed it to be able to enter the mating ball venue. On the night she had to run an errand for her abusive mother, she stumbled upon two people talking nonsense and leaving a large expensive shopping bag. Just like a wish granted, she found a gown and a pair of shoes inside the bag. She thought no one would know her at the ball but she was damn wrong. Her identity was mixed up when she arrived at the Mate Choosing as the healer and got mated to the strongest wolf in history, The Rogue King. Kayah was mistaken for the wolf healer due to the gown she was wearing she found in the bag that the Rogue King specifically chose for his future mate. Now she struggles to be the mate of a ruthless king: a role she is unfamiliar with, while she secretly searches for the real wolf healer. How will she hide that she's an omega and not the healer from her mate? What will happen to her when the real wolf healer returns? Is she going to blow her cover away? There are so many unanswered questions but the only way to save herself is to escape and run away, how far can she go?

Attending the ten-year high school reunion for the cheerleading squad and football team, I arrived in an old domestic Ford, while the parking lot was filled with Lamborghinis, Ferraris, Maybachs, and even a gold Bugatti. It was as if I were the only relic from another era. The moment I stepped out of my car, a former classmate, whose name I could no longer remember, looked at me with a sneer. “Well, if it isn’t the coach’s pet. How is it that after all these years, you’re still driving this beat-up old Ford?” “This thing looks like it belongs in a scrapyard from the last century!” During dinner, everyone gathered around the Bugatti owner, raising their glasses in celebration, while I was left ignored at the side. Only the cheerleading assistant sat next to me, raising a glass in my direction with a comforting smile. “Don’t let it get to you. Your car may be old, but I believe you’ll be driving a luxury car one day.” I let a small smirk curl at the corner of my lips and lowered my voice. “This car may look unimpressive, but it’s been fully upgraded with a carbon fiber body. It’s already worth over half a million dollars. Too bad, none of you even recognized its true value.”

"Green eye color is the rarest color found around the world, and it is estimated that only around 2% of the world's population has green colored eyes." After Chloe Benson's ex cheated on her, she hated him. A lot. She hated everything about him. The way he talks, the way he walks, the way he speaks and many more. There was one thing that she hated most about him, however. His forest green eyes. Maybe that's why when she saw Brayden Nicholas, she gains an instant hatred for him. Just because he had the same shade of eyes just like her ex, forest green. Brayden, however, is the most-liked and popular boy in the school. He could not accept the fact that one simple girl, just as Chloe herself, hated him. And so, both parties had their very own missions. For Brayden: to make sure Chloe likes him, even as an acquaintance. For Chloe: to stay far away from Braydon and erase every possible memory of her ex. But after some twists here and there, can it really be done?

My best friend Sophie and I went into labor the very same night. I watched her switch out the two infants with my own eyes, but I did not tell a single soul. For the next decade, I fed, clothed, and raised a daughter that was not mine. On the day the two girls turned eighteen, they received their college offer letters at the same time. One got into an ivy league school, and the other, a community college whose name I had not even heard of. I had never seen Sophie so happy in my entire life. Grinning from ear to ear, she whipped out the DNA report she had been saving for this very moment. "Thank you for raising my daughter to be the valedictorian that she is today. It's time she returns to her mama. As for this good-for-nothing scum… You can take her back!" I sneered. "Very well then." She had no idea what was coming.

My daughter and my husband didn't look alike at all. My father-in-law always complained about it, accusing me of cheating. In the end, he even took my daughter to get a paternity test done. As expected, they were not blood related. My father-in-law told his son to divorce me and not to give me anything. My husband even wanted to kill my daughter by choking her. "I've been raising another man's daughter all this while! I'll be humiliated as long as she's alive!" I immediately threw the paternity test report involving my husband and my father-in-law at them. This time, it's my mother-in-law that was nervous as I looked them in the eyes and said, "Why don't you take a good look and see who is the one who is not blood related!"

She was raped. Her parents were murdered. Her beautiful life was shattered and her wings broken in 24 hours, her own birthday. Her birthday turned out to be the worst day of her life and her regret was being oblivious to what her parents were going through. Sophia Williams, the only child of billionaire parents became a homeless orphan in a twinkle of an eye. She moved into the cruel world with no one to run to and had her share of pain and dejection. She vowed to find her parents murderer and the guy who raped her to pay them back in their own coins. Let's dive into Sophia's journey together and discover the painful truth following the twists and turns in her story… *** "Please, stop… don't do this to me. I can give you whatever you want," she cried. He buried his face between her thighs and played with her clitoris. He has never fucked any girl before, he didn't know his first day would be like this or happen so fast. He ripped off the remains of her clothes and inserted his penis into her pussy. He went wild with passion and drove into her with all his might. He looked at her face and was stung by guilt when he saw the tears in the corners of her eyes. She was broken and she couldn't fight.

"Are you sure you want to change the bride's name to Jasmine Shaw, Quinn?" Quinn Sullivan's voice was resolute. "Yes, I'm sure. Do as I say." She sat in silence for a long time after hanging up. She recalled what she saw after her engagement party. Her fiancé had his arms wrapped around another woman in a swaying car. He whispered sweet nothings into her ear, looking like he couldn't bear to leave. Quinn didn't understand. She and Nicholas York had gone through so much to get to marriage. How could he cheat on her? Well, it didn't matter. She was willing to give him her blessings since he was in love with another woman. He could marry someone else, then. She would give him the wedding of his dreams.

George Sunther doesn't show up on the day we're supposed to get engaged. His family is nowhere to be seen either. Mom's and Dad's faces become increasingly darker as our relatives whisper disapprovingly. I'm about to contact George when I see a social media update from Winona Sunther, the Sunther family's adopted daughter. "From today onward, we're siblings and also spouses." A photo of her and George decked out in wedding attire while holding each other close is attached. Later, I find George, and he says guiltily, "Winnie is pregnant out of wedlock, and her boyfriend has made a run for it. I have to marry her first so that her reputation remains untainted. It's all so she can have the baby without any hitches." I'm stunned. The invitations for our wedding have already been sent out! George wraps an arm around my waist, his tone as gentle as always. "I'll marry you once the baby is born, okay? You're the only woman I'll call my wife, Mary. You have to trust me." I look into his eyes, which I had once loved with all my heart. My heart twists painfully. He's always like this. He always tells me I have to be more tolerant and magnanimous when it comes to Winona because she's his sister. I watch as he leaves in a hurry after answering a call from Winona. Then, I stop hesitating and call my parents. "Mom, is the Zowski family still up for a wedding?"

The proposal Aurora had dreamed of? A total sham. Just a stunt by her boyfriend, Marco, to make his first love, Sofia, jealous. The second she said, "I do," Sofia stormed in, tears and all, wailing that she'd changed her mind—that she couldn't let him marry someone else. And just like that, they were in each other's arms, celebrating their grand reunion. Meanwhile, Aurora stood there, the punchline to a cruel joke.