I was there when Earth fell. When the sky split open and they came-towering, unknowable, and unstoppable. We didn't fight long. We barely fought at all. We were conquered, claimed, and categorized: pets, pests, property. Enslaved by an alien race we never stood a chance against. They took us from our world and made us theirs. Some were bred, others hunted. A few adapted. I was one of them. I chose to survive-not by resistance, but by surrender. I shed my pride, played the perfect pet, and learned how to make myself valuable... desirable. To my alien master. To other humans. To anyone with power. In a world where love is currency, and dignity is a luxury few can afford, I became infamous. Coveted. Owned.

A dystopian thriller that evolves into a violent sci-fi nightmare with hints of monster (very) dark romance. --------- Alice has a good life: a great job, a cozy, paid-off apartment, and a loving husband. She also has an oppressive government, a war-torn city, and general social decay around her, and what seems to be an alien invasion, though nobody is willing to admit it. You know, the kind of things that can really throw a wrench into a morning commute. She should have left a long time ago, but right or wrong, it's her country. What's the worst that could happen? No, seriously, what's literally the worst? ------ It starts as my lightest and most melancholic work, but will end up the heaviest -- expect constantly rising tension as we go from moody dystopia into politics and philosophy into bdsm and violence, and into... oh well, read it. Overarching themes: evolution, adaptation, duty, freedom, metal music. The first 10 chapters are a clean, dystopian, political story. From 11th chapter on, wheels come off. I tried to make it sound universal; still, you can figure out approximately when I had it first outlined. Warnings (from chapter 11 on): violence, attempted SA, dubcon, smut. ----------- If you are reading this story on any other platform other than Wattpad you are very likely to be at risk of a malware attack. If you wish to read this story in its original, safe, form, please go to https://www.wattpad.com/user/paleverse .

After a failed suicide attempt, seventeen-year-old Elio is put in a mental hospital. There he meets his new caretaker, Wes, a 20-year-old psychiatry student on an internship. The two of them form a strong bond as Wes helps Elio get back on his feet, getting closer than they should as time goes by. This is not only a story about love, but also about life struggles and self-acceptance. I hope you give it a try! :) ▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ ⚠️Warning⚠️: This story contains smut, violence, self-harm, blood, drugs, mentions of child abuse, mentions of sexual assault, mentions of suicide, etc. If you feel like that kind of content is triggering or too much, maybe this story isn't for you.

"I'm Viola! I don't know if i told you that already." "Lola." "Viola." I correct. "Lola." ~~ Viola is a bubbly girl who just wants friends and people to love. When her friend asks to be her boss's assistant for the day she agrees and little does she know, the man by the desk will be her first love. Grey is a quiet man who focus on business, money and work until a little blonde haired blubbery girl enters his office. ❤️❤️ enjoy mama

Lilly has never set foot past her gate. Sheltered by a father haunted by loss, homeschooled in a house that echoes with silence, she's grown up behind curtains and locked doors. She thought safety was love. She thought her teacher was trustworthy. But this summer, everything changes. Left alone for the first time, Lilly does something unthinkable-she steps outside and steps into a world she's never known. She stumbles upon an abandoned amusement park-overgrown, crumbling, and strangely peaceful. It's there she meets a boy. Cold and distant, he keeps his guard high, but something about Lilly makes him lower it. She doesn't know his past. She doesn't know his secrets. And that's exactly how it should be. In the ruins of a forgotten place, two broken lives begin to intertwine-one seeking freedom, the other searching for something real. This is Lilly's story-one of quiet courage and hidden strength. Some rebellions aren't loud. Some are soft.

"Ellis-" I squeak, heat radiating from my cheeks as he bends me over the back of his pristine couch. It's way too late at night, and I'm praying Beth doesn't wake up to find us here. Her best friend and her estranged father. "You wanna avoid me in my own house after weeks of begging to ride my cock and stay tied up in my bed? Fine." His lips fan slightly warm air across the back of my neck while his calloused hands firmly reclaim what I've been purposely withholding. My waist, my ass, pulling up my skirt. "Tell me how you'd like to be punished, Darling. Beg. If you're lucky, I won't ignore your request like you've ignored me." ⊹⋆₊🎀₊⋆⊹ Is your best friend asking you to move to Boston for the summer so she can reconnect with her estranged, ex-military sniper father? When you get there, is her father six-foot-five and deliciously aged? Is he all broad muscle and sweaty morning jogs? Does he make edits in the margins of your first draft manuscript... about BDSM? If you answered yes, you may be Darling Fields. ⊹⋆₊🎀₊⋆⊹ #1 in #lanadelrey 12/24/2025 #1 in #author 1/6/2025

"You're always talking about chocolate..." - his fingers slid under Sasha's chin, tilting his face up as he leaned closer, lips ghosting his ear - "but tell me, baby... would you let me find out if you're just as sweet?" Sasha blinking up at him, soft and wide-eyed, cheeks flushed: "Wha-? You're... you're weird," he mumbled, wriggling but not really pulling away, his little fingers gripping Dominic's shirt. Then, quieter, as his pout deepened. "...But you can't eat me. 'M not chocolate..." Dominic's lips curled into a dark, hungry smirk as he murmured back: "Oh, baby... you taste better than chocolate. And don't worry-" his fingers traced the line of Sasha's throat - "I don't plan on stopping at just one bite." ---- He was sugar in human form. Sweet. Fluffy. And a little messy around the edges. Sasha Clarke doesn't understand grumpy people - especially not the kind who glare at his chocolate cake like it personally offended them. But when a surly, sharp-eyed stranger mistakes him for his blind date and hijacks his afternoon, Sasha's world gets a whole lot more... interesting. Dominic Vale doesn't do sweet. Not desserts, not people, and definitely not wide-eyed little twinks who talk too much and lick frosting off their fingers without a care in the world. But there's something about Sasha - the way he giggles through his pouts, the way he makes everything soft and warm without even trying - that gets under his skin. He tells himself it's just a passing craving. But Sasha? Sasha plans to make sure Dominic gets hooked. A story of chocolate, sass, and a grumpy man who never stood a chance against sugar in human form.

Silence and Honey I talked enough for both of us. He listened like he might never let go. Runerth Castellion was the boy with the sharpest eyes and the quietest heart. He didn't talk much-didn't smile much either. But he always showed up. For me. I had known him since we were twelve. Since I decided I was going to be his friend, whether he wanted one or not. I was the chatterbox play school teacher who sings songs about dinosaurs and glue sticks. He was the grumpy heir to a mafia empire no one talks about out loud and a CEO of a heritage company. We were never meant to fit but we did and we did not at the same time. All that until the fate tested us. Tested me. In a world where healing feels impossible, our bond became a refuge, a promise that no matter how dark the night, dawn was waiting. This is a story about the strength found in vulnerability, the power of a patient heart, and the beautiful, messy journey toward a love that saves. Credit to the original owner of picture used in cover. I do not own it. 7 in comfortcharacter on 20th August, 2025.

"You don't understand, little female. I am like a God to these people." Elodie is lost. Literally. After a massive adventure leads her to a strange planet with enormous alien men, she has few choices left. On the run from an aggressive male determined to mate her by force, she finds herself lost in the massive alien woods, terrified, injured, and alone. That is until she runs into a massive gladiator built like stone. Barre. Covered in scars and muscles, pain and fighting are all Barre has ever known. He's the most powerful being on the planet, but he stays hidden from society He enjoys his solitude, and his silence. He hasn't seen a female in years, but despite his affection for the tiny girl he finds in the woods, he can't keep one for himself. He has to return the little thing to the palace, that's where she belongs. A female has no place in his heart. A Heathen doesn't deserve love... right?