Forsaking God to kiss someone you hate might not be a smart decision, but damn does it hurt good. ✧.*✧.*✧.*✧.*✧.*✧.*✧.*✧.*✧.*✧.* Judith was never supposed to fall in love- but she was never supposed to become a vampire either. It's her duty as a nun to stay pure of mind and body. If she is found out, she will be executed. When the woman she loves betrays her, Greta, the vampire who accidentally infected her, may be her only hope of surviving. The problem is, Judith can't stand Greta. -But she can't stay away from her either.

Book 4 of The Claimed Series Lena and Webb planned a life together. When Lena's mate passed after a short courtship, Webb had taken it upon himself to pick up the pieces and stitch her back together. Years later, Webb and Lena are together and wanting to start a family of their own, but when a new member returns to their community, all their hopes of forever together are dashed and Lena is left to make a terrifying and heartbreaking decision. "Hey." I turned around, not to see someone young, just barely out of his teens, but a grown man. A grown man looking at my Webb like he could lick him all over like a dripping soft-serve ice cream cone. My smile faded as I took in Webb's serious countenance. Dead serious. No. No. Not now. I slipped the test into my back pocket. "Hi," I said. "Listen-" he started to say. "No," I interrupted. "I get it." I looked over at the strange man - my man's true mate - and stuck a hand out. "I'm Helena. Nice to meet you." Not. "Hugo," he said, taking my hand gently. "Hugo Fallon. Webb told me about your circumstances, and I'm so sorry-" "No need," I said, voice sounding stronger than I thought it would. I must be in shock. I'm numb. "I understood this could happen, so there's no apology necessary." I looked to Webb whose face was a mirror of my own. Sad. Regretful. If he only knew how regretful mine was.

This is a book of Yautja Words that I know of. It's in case you don't know any of the words I use. Hope you like it and find it useful.

Your new husband is despicable. Afraid for your life, you escape, only to meet a man who seems every bit as dreadful on the outside as your husband is within. But looks only run skin deep. All you've known your whole life is bad men. When you're accused of losing your virginity, you are paired with the worst man in the village. On your wedding night, he becomes violent. With no other choice, you flee into the woods. Lost, hungry and cold, you collapse. When next you wake, you discover you've been rescued by a mysterious woodsman with a misshapen face. But that's not the strangest thing about him. Sweet, affectionate, tender--he is everything you never expected. It seems good men do exist--as long as the bad ones don't catch up with them. Part 9 of the Unnatural Instinct Series: the hard and fast, wacky and naughty sexual encounters between humans and their monstrous or magical lovers.

Reality sucks. You'd rather live out your life in books where there is adventure, love and fantasy. But when the man of your dreams grants your wish, are you willing to pay the price? No money, no boyfriend and a job you hate. You think life can't get any worse, until on a particularly dreadful shift, you're sacked. Depressed and angry, you turn to a book that has always given you comfort. In its pages the Dark Prince is waiting: gorgeous, powerful, impossible. He listens as you speak your deepest wish. Fantasy becomes reality as you live out your dreams in his arms, but you soon discover that not all is what it seems. The Dark Prince is keeping something from you. Something that could destroy what's left of your life. If only you could unwish your wish. Part 8 of the Unnatural Instinct Series: the hard and fast, wacky and naughty sexual encounters between humans and their monstrous or magical lovers.

Running from hell isnʼt easy. Especially when someoneʼs dragging you back down into it. Belligerent, brash and always in shades of black, Freya is hardly a lady. Hidden away by her father, sheʼs lived a normal life despite being born into the dark waters of New Yorkʼs underworld. Heʼs cold, cruel and calculating, with a proclivity for destruction. Feared by even Made Men, Torren is the boss of the stateʼs most leachorous crime syndicate. Freya hates his crudity and possessiveness, but she canʼt deny the way her breath hitches at his rough touch, the deep timbre of his voice, and his dark, heated gaze. Torren hates her disobedience, her recklessness, and her chaos. To him, sheʼs only something to be tamed. And after he slips a ring on her hand, snatching away her future, she makes only one vow---to become his biggest torment.

She was the undesired outcast, who stood out, yet simultaneously blended effortlessly into the background. I could see the panic in her glassy brown eyes as she prayed her way through the crowded hallways. She'd tightly clutch that cross around her neck, full lips whispering, asking her God to spare her from their scornful glares, hateful comments, and the occasional rough-up. Silly girl. Did she not know that he was not listening and he would never save her? Like Jesus, she was the sacrificial lamb. The anxiety-riddled girl would burst through the doors of the school's library with her chest heaving, heart racing, and sweat dripping from her temples. I'd watch her from the shadows as she stored her items behind the check-out counter, preparing for her free period she spent assisting the school librarian. I clenched my teeth, watching her wheel a cart of books throughout the aisles as she cheerfully hummed her Sunday hymnals. She wore a green and blue pinafore dress that fell mid-calf on her shapely body. She attempted to hide that body from me with oversized clothes, but you could never outfox a fox. They spoke pure blasphemy when they labeled her undesirable because I desired Jezebel Holmes in the worst way. Those opaque white stockings our classmates teased her for wearing did nothing but spur countless hours of fantasies. I'd dream about ripping her tights apart, right at her center, revealing her virginal cotton white panties covering her untouched paradise. I'd yank them to the side and taste her fear in her cum. Her stockings would find themselves strangling her neck while I fucked a believer out of her. I would be the one she'd pray to absolve her of her sins. I would be the one she would seek protection from. I would be her guiding light. I would be her God. #1 in Dark Romance #1 in Tainted Love #1 in Preacher's Daughter 1st Place in General Category - Hearts Award

This is both a spin-off and sequel to my first fanfic, Light Years Away. I strongly suggest you read that first. Jane Campbell is a woman with deadly skills. She's also a woman with a dark past. Chosen at a young age, she was raised and trained as a mercenary hired to kill. However, something went wrong in her last mission. It nearly cost her life. With nowhere left to go, she finds herself at the mercy of a fearsome alien hunter from outer space. Now, she has to use everything she learned to survive, to coexist with him. ⚠️🔞Sexual content!!! 18+ only!!!🔞⚠️ This story is not suitable for readers under 18. See additional tags below. Read at your own risk! Alien abduction Human experimentation Unrequited love Masturbation Interspecies sex Monster sex Exophilia Dirty talk Rough sex Cunnilingus Blowjobs Light bondage Rape roleplay Interrogation roleplay Biting, Marking, claiming, begging, breeding Voice kink Praise kink Male dominance Possessive behavior

Harper Williams has never been one to follow the rules, so it's no surprise she lands herself in a court-ordered delinquent bootcamp for two years trapped under Lieutenant Assholes ruling. He's unapproachable, unattainable and fucking hot. Rumour has it, he took a vow to not have intimate relations with any of the recruits. So what happens when she accidentally ends up sharing a shower with him? Will he break his vow, or will she just get into a lot of trouble for that? 🪖💎 Short story, no triggers. 💎🪖

You've survived a shocking accident but not without crippling injuries. You're bitter and hateful and all you want to do is die. Then your mother purchases an android to help care for you. Can he take your abuse and convince you that life is still worth living? After sustaining permanent injuries from a truck accident, you've spent the last two years imprisoned in a wheelchair. Depressed, bitter and in pain, you drive everyone away, including the very nurses who help care for you. At her wit's end, your mother purchases Hiro, an android, to fill their place. Unlike a human, Hiro feels nothing when you abuse and assault him, nor does he notice your hideous scars. And soon you find yourself falling for him. It seems he's falling for you too, impossible as it is. Perhaps there is a future for you, after all, as long as Hiro is around. But what does it mean when a robot feels emotion? If he can love, what else might he be capable of? Part 5 of the Unnatural Instinct Series: the hard and fast, wacky and naughty sexual encounters between humans and their monstrous or magical lovers. This series can be read in any order.