"What are you gonna do? Call for help and cry?" He cooed. "Shut the fuck up!" Damsel shoved him away, only to be slammed back against the wall again. "I'm a damsel in distress! Help! Help! Where's my Knight in shining Armour!" Darren mimicked a high-pitched girly voice as he held back his laughter, grinning from ear to ear. He couldn't help but lean down dangerously close to Damsel's face Smiling, causing the younger to scrunch up his nose in disgust in result. Sure, the boy was annoying, but the pure satisfaction of the reactions he could get from the younger set a bomb of butterflies to explode in Darren's stomach. "Darren I'm not in the mood- fuck off!" Damsel spat in his face, the spit landing on Darren's cheek. Blood was rushing to Damsel's head, as he desperately tried to calm down whilst being trapped between the muscled arms resting on the wall behind him. He was flustered to say the least as his heart beat started thumping ever so loudly, Darren's nose just inches away from his. Darren could only scoff as he wiped away the spit that landed on his cheek, flames boiling and evident in his eyes, yet he wasnt sure if it was anger, annoyance, or something else. He aggressively lifted damsel's gaze with a tight grip on the younger's chin. Dominance coated his next words as a smirk grew on Darren's face. "But your knight's right here princess, where are you gonna run off to?" -------------- Damsel prince and Darren Knight. Ironic, right? You wouldn't catch these two getting along even if they were locked up in a closet together; they'd just be trying to rip each-other's throats out. That's just how they were. They'd do any little thing to piss the other off, it didn't matter what, when, or how,they wanted a negative reaction out of the other and that was it. Enemies. Both alphas, both hot-headed, both with anger issues. And both hated eachother. They had far too many similarities. [x]

"My little flower, you should have known better than to come into my land," he said with a menacing look in his eyes as he shifted mid air, digging his claws into my back. Calla always thought she was alone in the world after her first shift, but what happens when she moves to a new town, realizing she's not as alone as she once thought? Even more so, what happens when the wolf she meets is none other than Mr. Terrifying himself, Miles Thornton. Miles is a well known big, bad alpha. His pack is one of the strongest and most feared packs around. He always thought he would never find a mate until he met Calla. Will she be able to crack his hard shell and teach him how to love? Or will he destroy her in the end?

Hate was deeply buried into his eyes-- and you know what Nyx did? Out of all the options she has? The options of walking away. To hitting him back. To fighting or yelling or make a scene or arguing over this pitiful arrangement. To just let him win. To give up. Well, it wasn't any of those. No, she took a step closer, looked him right in the eye and winked. "Oh," She said. "You can do better than that." *** There are some heartbreaks in life that are a universal pain. Like the inevitable chance that you'll fall and rip the skin off your knees open, rejection, your first breakup, friends growing apart, siblings moving away, losing a loved one, your first fight. Nyx Red was a shattered soul with a good heart; and no one warned her about a whole other kind of heartbreak. One she couldn't have prevented but should've seen coming. Because of a traumatic event that happened when she was sixteen, Nyx believes that her life is meaningless, that nothing could save her. Besides her infamous reputation, Nyx is called and seen as the ghost girl. She feels all alone most days. She feels like the weight of her life is a bomb that's going off too slowly. But then her town's own personal Devil with a reputation worse than her father's him accompany him is determined to prove her wrong. Damien D'Silvetta has a messed up life. From horrible things at a young age, to a missing best friend, to dealing with bullies at his school his list of problems just keeps growing. And, newly added, one Nyx Red is at the top of that list. Stuck together by a stupid arrangement set up by the principal? Annoyingly, yes. Seeing each other every day after school? Unfortunately. Frustrating the other? Always. Fighting and flirting? There's not a difference. Name-calling? Too much. Growing feeling for the other? With horror. Falling in love? Even worse. *** This is the old version! New one is up as of 3/31/24 and will be updated on Sundays

"Whether you like it or not, and I'm ready to collect what's mine and You? Are MINE." MATURE CONTENT. Astoria Evans. She was anything but normal. Orphaned at a young age and continuously bullied at school that she even had to run from her birth place with her grandmother. Then she realises that she could see the supernatural and no one would believe her? Ghosts;The Dead, Anything. She saw them plain as day. She knew was different from the rest but after a stranger comes and turns her world upside down, she doesn't know what to believe. She knew she was special, but only thing she didn't know yet was she was the one Fate destined for the Big Angry God Downstairs. Pluto Being the antisocial god he is, he never expected to be suddenly summoned from the very brother he hated and despised. Then it was announced, his mate was to be born in 1000 years time? Of course, no less than one of the newer generation gods would do. So imagine his surprise when the goddess of love says his fated is a weak, flesh mortal. He storms out on this news not believing his ears. What sick fucking joke was this? 1017 years have passed since then and though she may be mortal but she's still his. And he was ready to collect what's his. ♡♡♡♡ Pluto pulled his black mask up, and looked coldly in Astoria's eyes. "I'll be back," He spoke. "Don't do anything stupid or I'll spank you." "But-" Pluto looked back at her harshly, "But what?" "You're not the boss of me." Astoria rose from her chair and stood in front of him poking him in the chest. Pluto caught her hands and leaned closer to her ear, "Don't hit me unless you want me to fuck you so hard in that bed until you can't move ever again." Astoria stared at his slashed eye and saw he was dead serious, Pluto released her with chuckle. He dragged down his body suit to his collarbone where it shone a bright purple with an evil glint in his dark eyes, "You may not think you're mine but your cunt sure does."

(18+) It was as if an angel of beautiful sunshine, was standing next to the handsome devil, and it was. Adeline was the epitome of pure innocence, such a beautiful goddess like being. Moving to a new country that was over powered by the devil himself. William he was the epitome of evil and ruthless, people bended to their knees for him and women pleaded for even a glance their way. Bumping into each other was never supposed to happen, and yet they did and an obsession occurred. <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>

I already know. I was forsaken by the Goddess. As a 35 year old beta male, I have no mate. Since my 18th birthday, I anticipated the meeting with my mate. I knew he would be perfect for me. Like I would be for him. I waited. And waited. As I grew older, people around me started getting worried. 'It's not normal...' 'Why didn't he meet his mate already?' 'A good beta needs his mate.' I was also worried. In spite of this, I firmly believed my mate was somewhere out there. However, after more than 15 years, even I wasn't so sure of that anymore. DISCLAIMER: This is a (consentual) bdsm-themed gay romance story. If you have a problem with any of that, I kindly ask you to leave.

It was enough to make the little baby hairs on the back of my neck stand, but No this was different this was more. more then I could explain. "Speak little girl, or ill make you" he growled the thin thread of comprehension he had left was now split in the middle. "Why do you hate me" the words flew past my lips even I couldn't comprehend my own voice until his brows pulled together. "Is this why you came to bother me." he chuckled a cold glaze falling over his eyes "do you really want to know" he continued getting up causing his seat to furiously scrape against the pristine floors. "Huh Eden, would it satisfy you to know" he smirked. 🤍

"Artemis! What do you expect us to do? He's out of control." Zeus growls, leaning back against his council chair. His finger tips impatiently tap against the arm. Artemis, the Goddess of the moon, just continued to plead, staring down every last council member. "Please, I can fix this. Don't do this to my child." She dropped to her knees, bowing to the men and women in the room. "Artemis, we sent Abaddon to the mortal world to try to calm his uncontrollable anger. He's worse than Ares! I'm sorry but we just cannot allow him to thrive." Aphrodite, Goddess of Love and Beauty, countered apologetically. "What if I can calm him? If I found a way to stop his ways?" Artemis questions, looking at them with hope. Zeus leans forward in interest, clasping his hands in front of him. "Go on." He urges. Artemis rises to her feet, holding her head high. "What if I made someone who can put him in his place. Put up with his anger and calm him. Someone to love him unconditionally. A mate." "And how would she be structured? A fighter such as Athena? Possess the beauty of Hebes?" Apollo, her twin sibling, asks curiously. She just lets out a breathless laugh, "She would be the most beautiful out of all the lands. She possess the ability to love and cherish everything around her, no matter what it is. An innocence aura would run through her veins. Her name shall be Rosebud." Every God and Goddess laughed at Artemis, dismissed her claim. They thought she was crazy and stupid, and Artemis knew that, but it didn't keep her from making her little Rosebud. She had a plan for her children. And they would become apart of something bigger than just mates. For they were apart of a prophecy. A prophecy that would decide the future of all Supernatural creatures.

𝒑𝒔𝒚𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒄, 𝒉𝒐𝒕, 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒚. 𝐢 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐨𝐨

a water nymph and the Vampire King a more perfect match had never been made by the gods • Book 3 in Dominant Series