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A girl on the run after killing her parents checks into a roadside motel. Upstairs, a killer is in the middle of his murder.
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25 May 2026
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William Langdon looks like a man preserved from another era. He has all the soft grain of old cinema, a man cut from a cloth no one wears anymore. He's polished, refined, effortlessly charming, and it makes people lower their guard around him without ever quite knowing why.
Maple Bennett knows better than to accept a ride from a stranger, especially on a deserted road, in the middle of a raging storm, far enough from the nearest town that the shape of it feels like a memory. And yet, when Will pulls up beside her lonely bus stop, rain streaking his windshield and concern in his gaze, something in her is set on edge.
Refusing him should have been simple. But simple is for kind men. Normal men.
By the time Maple understands what she's stepped into, the road has disappeared behind her, the storm has closed in, and the man at her side has all the patience of a man who gets what he wants.
The most terrifying thing about Will Langdon is not how far he can bend her, it's the loving hands that refuse to let her break.
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22 May 2026
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wendy darling's adventure in never neverland is not a tale that will find its way into henry's storybook. growing up is terrifying.
not a darkfic, but something very close to
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20 May 2026
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Когда Ханна отказывается быть питомцем Кайдена Блэкмура, он воспринимает это не очень хорошо.
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Немного о хороших девочках, плохих парнях и сексуальной совместимости. -
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I never had the words to describe Lyle Graves—wait, who am I kidding? The world doesn’t have words to describe him.
He could’ve been… dangerously attractive, maybe, if he didn’t hate me with such precision. I don’t even know what I did to deserve it, but I know he takes a sick, deliberate pleasure in breaking me down, in humiliating me at every turn. Whether it’s shoving me so I stumble and fall in front of everyone in the hallway, dumping my water bottle over me at lunch, yanking my hair, calling me names, or stealing my homework—I used to just ignore it. I told myself it was easier to move on, to pretend none of it mattered, to survive his twisted little games… until the day he crossed the line.
The day he forced me to my knees and made me do things I’d never imagined. That was the day I realized my life had tipped fully into a living hell—far worse than it had ever been before.