°SWEET BLOOD IS A REVERSE HAREM EPISODIC VAMPIRE STORY° What happens when a Fairy King, a hitman, and a vampire become roommates》》》 A different kind of vampire story...

It stands to its full menacing height of about 6"3" maybe even 6"4", yeah, definitely 6"4". It commences to formulate a 3D figure, it pours off the wall and pools onto the floor. I can't scream, not because I'm scared, I don't want to alarm Lilah, maybe I'm just hallucinating again. When it takes it's full form I see my mind's only reasonable explanation what's going, Don. Just like I imagined him. "Your not real" the whisper slips past my dry cold lips as if it'll rid me of this nightmare. "I'm about as real as it's gonna get baby girl" This book belongs to me all ideas belong to me, don't copy my stuff or we are gonna have some real problems. I do not support bully/negativity in the comment section, that shits not cool. Hope you enjoy! Sunshine

Being in love with your roommate wasn't exactly ideal. Being in love with your roommate and a stranger you met at some bar was even messier. Though, seeing them in love with each other made it a whole lot easier. As a puppy hybrid, I was used to a lot of attention from others. Theirs just happened to be my favorite. --- Chet fell in love easily. He skipped the pining and fell head over heels without looking back. He loved hard, fast, and maybe a little too much. They made it too easy to fall in love with.

𝓟𝓪𝓻𝓲𝓼 ➤ "𝑰 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖. 𝑰 𝒎𝒂𝒚 𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝑺𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆." I was already fucked in the head, but when you threw her into the mix, it only made everything worse. Much, much worse. Not that I was complaining. It wasn't a bad thing. It was just... more. More obsession. More hunger. Every part of me amplifiers when in her presence and I was made up of more bad than good. More of the dangerous, possessive ache she carved into me like she belonged there. Sometimes, I didn't know if I loved her or if I was just completely consumed by her. Can you blame me? Everything about her made me crave something I couldn't even name-something deeper, something darker, something more than she could ever possibly give me. And right now? I wanted all of it. Started: February 7th 2024 Ended: ...

"The sweetly scented killer," Seth repeats, settling his hands in his pockets. His blue eyes survey the flower, then his head slowly cocks to the side. "Sounds a bit like you." I look up at him with curiosity. "What do you mean?" I tilt my head. "Well," he turns to me. "You're an angel. You walk like an angel, you talk like an angel..." His fingertips find their way to my waist, and they pull me closer. "You have the beauty of an angel." I smile at him, tracing the veins in his arms with my fingers when he lowers so that his lips graze my neck. He gives me a gentle kiss. He lines my neck with smaller kisses and keeps traveling up until his lips meet mine. I pull him close and plead with my eyes for him to kiss me. The eye contact maintains, and his sharp eyes don't break their hold on mine. "But your heart belongs to a demon." cover painting by Daniel Gerhartz

Valentina Morgan, a woman who just got out her long relationship that was half of her heart. Her heart that is now damaged. Her ex-Marlin and her family don't believe she can make it in life without Marlin. Val wants to prove them wrong, and Arlo is just the man to save her from her problems, a saint coming to her rescue when she always needs it. Falling in love is tricky; Arlo might be an angel, but angels too have the weight of a troubled mind and soul hanging over them. "The more I discover about Arlo Saint the more I find myself getting somewhat addicted, he's the mystery I want to discover so eagerly. I'm an open book to him but he's solely a constellation in the galaxy I can only glance at from afar." highest rankings #1 on modeling #1 on apartment #1 on nightlife #1 on complicatedrelationships #2 on bad boy #2 on valentina #3 on blackwoman #4 on spice #4 on angst #5 on arlo

AVAILABLE ON KINDLE UNLIMITED 5th June 2024 One thing about tattoo artist, Hendrix Cross, is that he's lonely. He needs something or someone in his life to fill in that void. He needs a muse. Nothing in his life has ever been plain sailing. He grew up in care and has never been able to fit in anywhere. That is until he started working at a tattoo shop owned by a man called Roman Cassidy who took him in and taught him the ropes of art. Soon Hendrix's boring life takes a turn when Roman's daughter flies to America from the UK to live with him after falling out with her mother. Mila Cassidy is a fashion guru and art fanatic, with a love for Chanel and tattoos. She starts working with her father in the shop and that's when Hendrix starts to grow an obsession with the beautiful girl. He soon decides that she's going to be his muse. And when Hendrix wants something, he takes it and makes it his.

"What do you want?" Silas asked in a low voice. His blue eyes raked over my frame causing me to lose my breath momentarily. "You," I breathed, my eyes darting between the two men in front of me. "I want both of you." Aries smirked, a smug look on his face. "And who are we to stop you?" ⋙ Twenty three year old Natalia Maruo moves into a new apartment unaware that her two roommates are incubi fresh out of hell.