Nala's new position as Commander of two clans becomes very difficult as war is threatened by many clans. An unfair deal is made, and a marriage agreement gone wrong send Nala all over human territory with her husband and her boyfriend. As her romantic life begins to fall into ruin, will she let her heart rule her head? Or will she do what is right for her people? Major trigger warnings: Foul Language Gore Death Homophobia Sexual Assault I am so excited that the chapters are finally fixed in order! The ball is finally rolling, but my schedule still is relentless and unallowing. However, I have recently received some incredible inspiration and will be updating as often as possible. Book 2

"I want you to sit on my lap." He swallows hard. I nod, my fingers digging into his broad shoulders. I shouldn't be doing this in front of everyone. There are people watching. I need the cash desperately. I bring my shaky knee between his wide thighs and sit on his lap. He leans back, staring intensely. His eyes give nothing away. Then, his arms move down and rest on my thighs. My lips part in a silent "oh" at the warmth of his tattooed hand. Without warning, he slides his hand around my lush a*ss and jerks me forward in one hard move, my pvssy ending up right against his bulging c0ck. I suck in a harsh breath, biting the inside of my cheek to hold back a møan, my hands on his shoulders, my t¡ts an inch from his sinful mouth. He groans, "Dance." ••• Alexa Davis is desperate,kicked on the street with no where to go,she walk into the strip club looking for a job. As a cocktail waitress,she's only suppose to serve drinks but when a hot stranger with piercing blue eyes flashed her a cash,how can she turn it down? As a Russian mafia boss and the owner of the strip club and gambling gardens, Mikhail Marco was a man with no emotions. He wants the young dark haired and he gets whatever he wants. "Rule 1; You're not allowed to fall for me. My heart belongs to another." She nods, " I won't." "Good,now strip". Another bang🔥 📌Rules are meant to be broken aren't they 😁 🔞strictly explicit from episode 1 till end... You've been warned .. NOTE; The cover is not mine

A mer-creature held prisoner by a King who only cares about himself, and a woman torn between her love and her short mortal life, whatever could go wrong? Everything! Everything can go wrong. Kirea is a well-known medicine woman, specialising in the care of animals. One day, she is thrown into a new position at a foreign castle to aid Lord Haith, a tyrant, but for what purpose? Her job, look after a special creature, a male siren. That couldn't be that hard... right? She's used to dealing with animals on a daily basis at her mother's clinic. Finding an unlikely ally in a Knight at the castle, she works to discover the secrets of the King's sinister plan before her time is up. She wants to save and protect this special being, but will she be able to? ╔═════＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊═════╗ 🔥Rating: 16+ 📖 'From the Depths' is set in the Alarian Warriors Universe. Characters from the main storyline do/will appear, however, you need not have read the other novels, as it is a stand-alone side/spinoff story. ⚠️WARNING: This story contains the following that may be sensitive, triggering or possibly distressing to some readers: Violence. Abuse. kidnapping. Blood and gore. Death / Murder. Mature/sexual references. Coarse language. Non-explicit sex scene. Viewer's discretion is advised. Remember, help is always out there if you need it. ✒️ Wordcount: ??? 🎨 Cover: Created on canvas ╚═════════════════════╝

***Wattpad HQ's Editor's Pick - Feb 2023, Nov 2023*** She rules the seas. The infamous Sea Siren, a tormented pirate with a desperate vendetta and a past slewed with betrayal, scandal, a price on her head from a King who would see her dead. She and her crew seek revenge for a living, spanning the oceans in search of justice while the King's guard follows closely behind, intent on capturing the Siren at last. ••• He commands the seas. A commander. A bastard and prince. His King has given him his purpose. Find the Sea Siren. Find the vengeful woman and drag her back in irons. He'll scour oceans for this fire-haired pirate, determined to bring her to heel. Until he sees her. Until she sees him. Enemies in duty, but underneath that, something else. Something neither of them can explain. But one thing is for certain... it is ruinous.

The old house whispers secrets, its ancient timbers groaning under the weight of forgotten years. Within its shadowed halls, a spectral drama unfolds, a haunting romance between a possessive ghost and a living woman. Ayato, bound to the house by an unseen force, watches Jennifer, the new owner, with an obsessive fascination that borders on the terrifying. His spectral existence is a lonely prison, his past a tapestry of regret and a desperate craving for connection. Jennifer, vibrant and full of life, is a beacon of warmth in his chilling eternity. Her presence stirs within him a yearning both intoxicating and terrifying, a desire that manifests in subtle acts of manipulation, in phantom sounds and inexplicable occurrences that blur the line between reality and the supernatural. But Ayato's obsession is not simply malicious; it's a twisted expression of a desperate loneliness, a spectral yearning for a connection his ghostly form prevents.

"You are mine lil fiamma. You are mine to Fuck , mine to touch and mine to break." "Open your mouth, lil fiamma. Or I'll sit on your face and make you breathe through your nose until you pass out and wake up with my face shoved between your lips anyway" "I loved you..." I whisper with a shaky breath. "I know" he replies , handcuffing my hands to the bedpost. { Damien Morris was my first love..and also the first guy whose heart I broke.. After eight years he comes for me, hunts me down.. haunting me everywhere.. I have created a devil by breaking his heart and now the devil has captured me and there's no escaping.... } #Second chance dark romance #captive #thriller #forced proximity #knife kinks #smut #matured contents #18+

He didn't steal me. He claimed me. One moment, I was dancing with my best friends. The next, the lights died-and the Dominion came. When I woke, a broken crown was inked into my ankle. His mark. Damien Voss. The man in the expensive suit. The man who watched me in the club like he already owned me. Now he does. He says I'm not merchandise. I'm his. Not because he's merciful-because he wants to keep me. Break me. Remake me. And the worst part? Some dark, hungry part of me wants him to. When he touches me, I forget to be afraid. When he whispers that he sees the monster inside me, I can't deny it. When he promises to ruin me, I wonder how it will feel to finally belong to someone who refuses to let me go. This isn't love. This is obsession. And I don't know if I'll survive it... or if I even want to.

Enver Williams is leading on a normal life but that is all ripped away from her when she is taken from her home town. When Enver comes to realize that there are others like her in more ways than one, she is determined to free herself and her newfound friends from the physiological torment of her closely supervised enclosure. ••• "Do I make you nervous, Enver?" Another idiotic question. "Wouldn't the man who kidnapped you and threatened to kill you make you nervous?" I snap at him. He only smiles an odd, crooked grin. I can make that disappear. "Wouldn't a murder make you nervous?" Now it's my turn to pull the strings. He looks at me with hurt in his eyes. "How many times do I have to say it?" He pauses, I guess hoping for some sort of mercy in my eyes, "I didn't kill her." "Liar!" I shout. "Why won't you believe me?!" "Would you believe yourself?" "It wasn't me who shot her," he sits on a stool, resting his elbows on his knees. "Then how do you know she was shot?" "I saw it. I saw him kill her," his voice was riddled with such pure vulnerability and pain it begged me to believe him. "Who?" I try to sound sympathetic, but it comes out as scared. Maybe, subconsciously, I am scared.

He can hear them coming. He doesn't know where, but he can hear them from the distance. Their whispers. Clueless of what they're about. Their footsteps. Regardless of where they plan to hide next. But he knows that it's somewhere nearby. And he has an idea of who their next victim is. He must help her. Before she turns into one of them. It's too late to take any risks. He must go soon. But what he was unaware of, was that they already made their next move. ________________________________ They are fast. Quiet. They can speak without moving their lips. No words. Something else. They're hidden beneath the shadows of where we used to be. Right behind your house. Only few can hear them. Ones who shouldn't. They should live normal, happy lives like the rest of us. But they can harshly hear the silent, swift footsteps of the others. The ones that are Injected.

There's something odd about the town's most beloved police officer, he is utterly obsessed about a girl and will go to any lengths to have her.