Protective Stories

She feared him more than anything-until he became the only place she felt safe. After escaping years of abuse, Lina found a fragile kind of peace scrubbing floors in a mercenary's mansion. Quiet, invisible, and broken, she kept her head down and her voice lower. Especially around him. Killian. He kills for a living. He is a powerful, cold-blooded mercenary, a wealthy man who built his empire off blood, fear. He owns a powerful private military company that operates in the shadows, answering only to the highest bidders. He commands killers, closes deals, and never makes mistakes. Until her. A glance. A flinch. A wound she tried to hide. And suddenly, he was watching her closely. Quietly. Like she was a puzzle he didn't mean to touch... but couldn't stop obsessing over. Killian: "You blush like that again, and I swear I'll pin you against this wall just to see how deep it goes." He didn't know how to be soft. She didn't know how to be wanted. But in a house full of violence, he saw her. And he started to change. And soon, she was everywhere in his mind.

[ONGOING - POSTING EVERY FRIDAY [LONG CHAPTERS] The world is too loud, too bright, and far too crowded. For years, I've hidden behind thick white silks and the safety of my marigolds, speaking to the petals in my mind because words always feel like jagged rocks in my throat. In the Meadow Pack, I am the quiet one, a girl of shadows and soil, waiting for a Mating Ceremony I never wanted. Then the forest breathed, and he stepped out of the willow trees. He wasn't like the others. He didn't smell of heavy perfumes or forced grace. He smelled of crushed mint and the deep, solid scent of a forest after a storm. He was a mountain of black fur and scars, a beast the stories warned me about, the Alpha of Stormridge. They call him a monster. They say his heart is as dark as the ink on his skin. But when our eyes locked, the noise in my head finally went silent. For the first time, I didn't want to hide. He is the storm to my sunlight, the growl to my silence. He doesn't know how to be gentle, and I don't know how to live in his loud, violent world. But the moon doesn't make mistakes, and my blood hums a song only he can hear. The wolf with the scarred eye has found me. And for the first time, I think I'm ready to let the silk fall.

The first time I met General Alexander Reeves, I thought he was exactly the kind of man women should run from. I was right. Just not for the reason I thought. We weren't supposed to be a love story. He was a thirty-two-year-old Supreme Commander with a reputation built on ice and military steel. I was a twenty-two-year-old nursing student desperately trying to keep my sick father alive. It started with a date. It quickly turned into a proposition. One year. Separate bedrooms. No interference in each other's lives. A marriage built entirely on duty and a five-year friendship between our fathers. It was the perfect contract. Completely foolproof. Except for one unwritten rule that neither of us understood until it was entirely too late. *Don't fall in love.* Some hearts just refuses to follow orders

Emily had grown up without a family, she was determined to prove herself however she found herself in a abusive relationship, he wouldnt let her leave but eventually he allowed her a job. She gets a job as the assistant to Alexander Blackwood. He is a cruel businessman, a no nonsense Ceo, his assistants dont last long as he fires them for the smallest of things or they run out crying, his harsh attitude has them quitting. He doesn't think much of Emily, but when she doesnt quit, he takes notice, he slowly notices she may not be as happy as she makes out to be, and when he slowly learns of the abuse, he will do whatever it takes to free her from the abuse. After all, nobody touches his assistant .

This is my first ever story 🩷 🖤 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙈𝘼𝙁𝙄𝘼 𝙇𝙊𝙎𝙏 𝙋𝙍𝙄𝙉𝘾𝙀𝙎𝙎 🖤 She thought she had lost the last person she had. She never knew she had a family waiting for her. Seventeen-year-old Rhea has lived a simple life with the aunt who raised her after she was separated from her parents as a child. Her aunt was the only home she knew. Until one heartbreaking day, her aunt passes away. Suddenly, Rhea is alone. With no one left to take care of her, she is placed under the custody of a powerful Italian family she has never heard of. The Morettis. A family whose name is feared throughout Italy. Rhea doesn't understand why they want her. She doesn't know why their father looks at her as though he has seen a ghost. She doesn't understand why five grown brothers become strangely emotional when they see her. And she certainly doesn't know why they already know things about her childhood that even she cannot remember. Because fifteen years ago, the Morettis lost their youngest daughter. Their little princess disappeared without a trace. And despite all the years that passed, they never truly stopped searching. Now she's standing in front of them. Older. Changed. And completely unaware that she is the girl they've spent fifteen years trying to find. But bringing Rhea home doesn't mean the story is over. It means the secrets are finally beginning to surface. Why was she taken away? Who separated her from her family? Why did her aunt never tell her the truth? And why does someone seem determined to keep Rhea from remembering who she really is? For Rhea, the Moretti mansion is supposed to be a new home. For the Morettis, it's the return of the daughter they thought they had lost forever. She is their lost princess. Their missing daughter. Their little sister. And now that she's finally home... nothing will ever be the same again.

When Isla Bennett boards a flight to the Caribbean, she expects escape. She gets disaster. After a devastating crash into the ocean, Isla and former Coast Guard rescue swimmer Knox Wilder are the only survivors. They cling to debris, drift through the burning sea, and wash onto a deserted island with no food, no shelter, and no rescue in sight. Knox is all control, command, and buried guilt. Isla is grief, fury, and hope with teeth. They're strangers. Enemies. The last two people alive. And the island will test every part of them. As the days stretch into months, survival forces them together. Wound care turns intimate. Body heat turns dangerous. Hatred turns into desire neither of them can deny. And in the middle of storms, hunger, and failed rescue attempts, Isla and Knox find something neither of them was looking for. Love. But when they are finally rescued after 183 days, the real world is waiting with cameras, questions, and doubts. Were they in love? Or just surviving? Isla knows the answer. And the tiny heartbeat inside her may be the only proof she needs.

❝"𝐒𝐚𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐦𝐞," 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐬, 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫. "𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞."❞ ꨄꨄꨄ "You're trouble," I whisper against his mouth. A quiet laugh rumbles out of him. "And you're addicted to trouble." "I am not addicted to you." "Yeah?" he murmurs, eyes dragging slowly over my face. "Then why do you shake every time I touch you?" ꨄꨄꨄ Alec Donovan is the kind of boy you cross the street to avoid. Bruised knuckles, a temper no one can control, and eyes that don't just look at you-they warn you. People don't get close to him. And if they do, they don't leave without damage. I was never supposed to be one of them. My life is planned-perfect grades, a future in design, expectations I can't break. My father calls boys distractions, and Alec Donovan is the worst kind. I called him Angel once. As a joke. Because he showed up when he shouldn't have, ruined my night, saved my life-and looked like he regretted both. The nickname should have died right after that. It didn't. Not when he kisses me just to shut me up. Not when he punches the boy who touched me wrong. Not when he looks at me like I'm something worth keeping. He doesn't ask. He takes-my space, my control, the life I thought I had planned. And the worst part? I don't stop him. Because when everything starts falling apart, he's there. Watching. Waiting. Protecting me in ways he never admits. Alec Donovan isn't a mistake. He's a warning. And the truth is- I'm not scared of him ruining me. I'm scared of how much I want him too. ꨄꨄꨄ "𝘏𝘌 𝘐𝘚 𝘔𝘠 𝘈𝘕𝘎𝘌𝘓... 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘧 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭."

"I told you I'd rock his shit, Bella. I don't make promises I can't keep." Bella Larson is used to being invisible. She's the quiet girl, the "hassle daughter" who causes too much trouble, the sister of a soldier deployed thousands of miles away. But after one disastrous party and a pair of bruises that won't let her forget it, her silence is starting to feel like a cage. She expected to fade back into the background. She didn't expect Tucker Rhodes. Tucker is everything a girl in a small Minnesota town should stay away from: the star hockey player with a cocky smirk and a lethal slap shot. But when he sees the marks on Bella's skin, he can't stay away. Now, Bella is caught between an ex-boyfriend who won't let go, parents who want her to be perfect, a predator who thinks he's untouchable, a trio of dangerous guys she meets on a gloomy night, and a boy with busted knuckles and sparkling blue eyes who calls her "sweetheart" and walks her to class. In the aftermath of the smoke, Bella has to decide: is she worth the trouble these boys are willing to stir up? © [2026] BedazzledPepperSpray. All Rights Reserved. No part of this story may be reproduced or transmitted in any form. If you are reading this on a site other than Wattpad, you are at risk of malware and it has been stolen.

For thirteen years, Jannat Noor-ul-Ain Shah lived surrounded by love. She had a devoted father, a caring mother, and two protective older brothers who would move mountains for her. Yet, unknown to her, an entire family was missing from her life. In the heart of Punjab stands the Shah Haveli, home to Ibrahim Shah and his four brothers-a family blessed with generations of sons but not a single daughter. For years, Ibrahim secretly prayed for a granddaughter, never knowing that his prayer had already been answered. Thirteen years ago. Hidden away not out of shame, but out of fear, Sarmad Ibrahim Shah never told his family about the surprise daughter born when most of his nephews were already grown men. Now, a cousin's wedding brings the entire Shah clan together under one roof. What was meant to be Shahzaib's wedding becomes something far greater. The arrival of a girl no one knew existed. A granddaughter longed for. A niece adored before she is even known. A cousin who changes everything. As old wounds surface, family bonds are tested, and thirteen lost years can never be returned, one little girl finds herself at the center of a family that had been missing a piece of its heart all along. Her name is Jannat Noor-ul-Ain Shah. And she came thirteen years too late. Or perhaps... Exactly when her family needed her most.

(This is my first story so please ignore grammar mistakes 🙏) Shreya verma 17 years old who has many scars and past secrets.she just want to fulfill her dream of becoming fashion designer . Her only family is her masi and Nani whom she loves the most in the world 🌎 she doesn't trust strangers easily. But what happened when her masi marries the most powerful and important person in the country? Whose family consists of six brothers. Can she adjust in her new family? Will they accept her ? [ Atleast read first 5 chapters . The story will be great after marriage ] This story will be different from others

Rihaan : "Anya is like the sun... she's the one who makes everything warm and bright, even when I'm scared. I think, if I hold onto her long enough, maybe the world will stay like that-soft and warm, and I won't have to worry about the dark." Ananya : "I would break myself a thousand times if it meant he could stay unbroken. His heart is a fragile thing, and mine will always be the shield that holds him safe from a world that doesn't deserve his light." _______ In the sequel to Innocence, life for Ananya and Rihaan is messy, yet beautifully tangled. Their days are filled with laughter, love, and the subtle ache of a past Rihaan can't fully recall. Ananya, ever the protector, cherishes his innocence, but beneath the childlike demeanor lies a brokenness he's unable to confront. One day, the cracks in Rihaan's facade begin to show. His playful nature falters, and the depth of his trauma surfaces. Ananya is forced to confront a truth she's long feared: Rihaan's past is far darker than she ever imagined. When Raj, Rihaan's brother, finally reveals the horrors he endured in his childhood, Ananya makes it her mission to heal him, to strip away the layers of pain and replace them with love. But Rihaan's mind-torn between the child he once was and the man he's supposed become-resists. The harder Ananya tries, the deeper the battle becomes, as Rihaan's past and present collide in ways neither of them can control. In the end, can love heal what the mind refuses to remember? Or will the ghosts of his past break them both?

Twelve years ago, Detective Thomas Hale was torn apart at Pier 9. The report said "animal attack." His daughter never believed it. Now a junior prosecutor in Ravenport, Ivy Hale has one target: the Valenti family, the shipping empire that runs the docks and, she's certain, buried her father's killer. Then a midnight crime scene puts her face to face with a black wolf the size of a car, and the next morning she shakes hands with Luca Valenti in open court. One touch. Gold in his eyes. A pull in her chest she can't explain. Luca is the Don of the city's most dangerous family and the Alpha of its oldest pack. He has kept wolves hidden from humans his entire life. He was never supposed to find his fated mate in the one woman sworn to destroy him. But someone is hunting wolves in Ravenport, someone wearing a badge, and Ivy is exactly what they've been searching for.

(The cover art is not mine, also this really has nothing to do with Vee or The Vees) Most of the characters do not belong to me, they belong to Vivziepop and Dana Terrace, but Mason, Amorosa, Kali, and Monika all belong to me, so please don't use them without my knowing consent. In many terms, this will probably not make sense for a couple of you, but I got a brain full of ideas! I'll do my best to update more frequently, but school and events get in the way. Amorosa Morningstar, daughter of Lucifer and Alastor, has... gotten into some trouble. Now with her parents watching her every move, she is determined for her own independence, and with her turning 16 next month, it sure gets to her head. Willow Park, student of Hexside, is facing the aftermath of the big battle with Belos. She has a lot on her mind ever since Hunter had asked her to be his girlfriend. Her dads, being more protective and strict than ever, has her feeling like a bug under a microscope. The pressure she's facing with being a perfect girlfriend and trying to make amends with an old bully will get a 15 year old sensitive. So...what happens when these two girls meet in a totally unexpected way. Will they proceed to the venting session or will their suspicious minds lead them to other directions? Read to find out. This fic will glimpse into the girl's personal lives throughout the fic. Alrighty, I'm writing this on my school computer so...my dumbass is guaranteed to get in trouble, so y'all BETTER behave.

After leaving Hogwarts, Ophelia Ashburn studied pharmacy, trying to forget her feelings for her former Potions professor. Then the Millennium Bridge collapses. Forced to use magic to save lives, Ophelia can no longer ignore the return of Voldemort. Her best friend, Auror Demian Vale, is already a member of the Order of the Phoenix. When Dumbledore offers her a place in the Order and a position at Hogwarts, she finds herself returning to the castle she once called home. And to Severus Snape. Years ago, Ophelia wrote him a letter he never answered. Some things are easier to bury than to forget. Especially the things we never said. The story follows the events of Half-Blood Prince and Deathly Hallows before diverging into a post-war AU.

Ayra, she was a girl usually a quiet and introverted girl always keeping to herself. She has been through a lot. And now her mother is getting married into Rathore's family. They are known to be cold, ruthless and those who protect and respect their family. She refuses to go and live with them.Let's see where this journey of hers takes her.

Everyone knows his name. Nobody knows his face. Until her. Sandra came to the most luxurious dating show of the summer for the experience, the adventure, and the chance to win $70,000. Love was the last thing on her mind. Especially not love with a man she wasn't even supposed to meet. Dante wasn't a contestant. He wasn't a celebrity, either. He was the powerful, obscenely wealthy director behind the entire production-a man who could control every camera, every date, and almost every situation with a single word. But he had one rule: never get personally involved with the contestants. Then Sandra walked up to him at the first party, took his hand, and told him to dance. She didn't know who he was. She didn't care about his money. And unlike every woman he'd ever met, she wasn't impressed by his charm or willing to give him everything he wanted. For the first time in his life, Dante found himself wanting something he couldn't simply buy. And Sandra? She was determined not to fall for him. Their secret meetings, stolen kisses, late-night adventures, and increasingly dangerous arguments soon turn the villa into a battlefield of jealousy and unspoken feelings. While the cameras capture every smile and every carefully staged romance, the most important moments happen out of frame. But Dante has a problem. He's used to being in control. And Sandra is the one thing he cannot control. In a world where everything is filmed, can two people keep their love a secret-or will the truth destroy them both?

New Orleans, 1928. Evelyn Bennett takes a job at WWL Radio and meets Alastor Moreau, the city's most celebrated radio host. He's also the Bayou Butcher. And Evelyn has no idea. Unfortunately, Detective Sebastian Crowe does. As Sebastian's investigation draws closer to Alastor, Evelyn finds herself caught between the man she loves and the detective determined to prove what Alastor really is. Alternative summary: AITA for lying to my girlfriend about being a serial killer because her detective friend keeps investigating me? Cover artwork by Keromie.

Denim was used to making niggas make it rain. Money talked, and baby, she knew how to make it say her name. Between the late nights, fat tips, and men willing to spend their last dollar for her attention, she had her own way of making a living. Deuce was a different kind of problem. At twenty five, his name held weight in Atlanta, and his family wasn't one to play about. He had money, motion, and the kind of reputation that made people think twice before getting beside themselves. Denim had her own money to make and Deuce had his own world to run. Neither one of them was looking for anything extra. But in Atlanta, some things have a funny way of coming full circle.

sometimes leaving home is the only way to find yourself

PRIYA MEHTA, a girl who was trained to serve her country with poise and precision. An IFS officer, cold and ruthless, bold with thoughts but blessed with soft and kind heart, she knew how to display people in right places. She is a fierce and intelligent woman who thrives in the world of diplomacy, where every word is measured and every move is calculated. RUDRA SINGHANIA, he was born to lead empires. A charismatic CEO, lives in a world full of power and unapologetic ambition. He knows how to chase power and attract money. This story was born in the quiet spaces between heartbreak and hope. It is not about grand gestures or sweeping declarations, but about the kind of love that grows slowly- like sunlight warming a cold room, like trust rebuilt one-word at time. The characters you'll meet here are not perfect. They carry wounds, secrets, and the weight of past choices. This is a tale of healing- of finding comfort in companionship, of rediscovering joy in the everyday, and of learning that sometimes, the gentlest love is the strongest of all