❝ Remembrance blooms from her fingertips.❞ Subject A0; The Primary Subject Subject A5; The Glue The Keeper of the Runners is alarmed when he finds a ball of white huddled in a crook in the Maze's corridors. A girl who is rotted with bruises and soaked to her bones, no memory like the rest. When he brings her to the Glade, the boys are in for a jarring change in their survival to where her touch becomes an aid for the key to break free. 1# in mazerunnerfanfiction [6/24/19] 1# in ThomasBrodieSangster [5/23/18] 2# in Minho [6/1/18] 3# in Newt [7/1/25] {Based on 1:3 of 'The Maze Runner' movie series.}

𝑨 𝑪𝑬𝑶, 𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒘𝒃𝒐𝒚, 𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒕, 𝒂 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒓... and one broken elevator that leaves four people whose lives will never be the same. ------ Blythe lives a quiet life as an elementary school teacher. One parking ticket changes everything. Three men, and her. All so completely different, yet it somehow works. It's a delicate balance to entangle their lives, full of trials and tribulations. Will the world get to them before their relationship blossoms? *THIS IS A REVERSE HAREM BISEXUAL BOOK. one female x three males* 18+ only -------------- Copyright The Queen Slushie © 2023 You may not reproduce, translate etc. without my permission. Wrote April 18th -June 11th

| 18+ | Damian looked so different with his shirt off and a crop in his hand. He felt more real: no longer wearing the mask of the good doctor, he was the Exorcist, the master over my wildest fears, the stones on the shore over which my ocean of madness could crash without fear. He trailed the crop over my throat, down my chest. "Your demons have not been playing nicely," he said, a warning in his tone. Goosebumps prickled up my arms as the smooth leather teased over my navel. "No, sir. They haven't. They don't much like you." He grinned, and it was such a wicked sight that my stomach clenched up with desire. I desperately wanted to feel those teeth, the softness of those lips. Patience was nearly impossible. "I must admit I don't much like them either," he growled. "Turn around. Hands on the wall. Spread your legs." I obeyed, my breath catching in my throat. I felt him lean close, his breath hot on my neck as he left kisses along my hairline. "But they don't own your body, do they, darling? Who owns this body?" "I do, sir." My breathing shuddered. The crop tapped between my thighs. "That's right. And who have you chosen to give your body to?" "To you, sir." × × × 18 year old Samara Garfield is on the run - from her past, from her desires, from the wicked voices in her head. Everything seems to be catching up with her when she meets Damian Hearst, a doctor with perverted desires of his own. With a legion of demonic beings eager to overtake her, the good doctor may indeed be the only one who can save her. But as their dark pasts become ever more entangled and hope for salvation begins to fade, can love grow in the face of death? × Highest Rankings × #1 in Steampunk #1 in Kinky #40 in Horror

One girl, three guys, and a mountain full of secrets.

Flying away to another galaxy is part of the plan. Falling for one of its natives is not. *** "If one day you choose to leave me, I'm not sure I will let that happen. I'm not sure I will be able to let you go, I'm not sure I can accept it, and moving on." His hands are moving the thin straps of my sleeping gown, sending it to fall into a puddle around me. "I'm not sure I can use my logic not to force you with all my power to stay with me." He captures me, one hand behind my neck and the other behind my waist. "Do you understand what I'm telling you?" *** 📚 Cover by @xazraex

"Earth has been different for awhile, but I don't think we've ever had a beautiful, muscular alien dude falling from the sky. It's not really something you see everyday" ✱✱✱✱✱✱✱✱✱✱✱✱✱✱✱✱✱✱✱✱✱✱✱✱ The year is 2033. Men are almost extinct after the war, leaving few woman to scavenge what's left of planet earth. Posy has been alone for a few years. She tries to survive in a world where it's every girl for herself, until one fateful day when she finds an extra tall, buff alien man in the woods. An alien man who has never met a female in his life. * Just for fun - Lots of fluff * Highest rankings- #2 in Romance - 9/28/19 #1 in Alien - 8/12/19 #1 in Post-apocalyptic- 7/29/19 #5 in Invasion - 8/4/19 #47 in Human - 8/2/19

"What's a kiss?" He asked in my right ear, sending a shiver up my spine. "What's a kiss?" He was suddenly on my left. "What's a kiss." I heard from above. "Tell me, Lucilia." I placed my hand on the back of my neck, defeatedly shook my head and sighed. "Alright." Everything immediately became deathly silent and still, but I could practically feel his eagerness all around as if it were tangible. "It's sort of when you, well, when you touch your lips to someone else's in a show of affection." I was thankful it was so dark since I was no doubt blushing terribly. Then I remembered that he could see perfectly in this pitch black pit of godawful nothingness... Dammit. The soft inquisitive clicks of his crown were suddenly right in front of me. "Oh, I actually do know what that is." His hand very gently lifted my chin up. "It's like this..." -: ✧ :-✧-: ✧ :- The crown prince of an undead kingdom denounces his claim to the throne and flees to the abyssal wilderness to be a lonesome wanderer for all time. That is until he rescues a terrified human girl who has unfortunately stumbled into his world of eternal darkness and inverted life. Desperate for companionship, and out of the goodness of his heart, he offers her his protection until she can safely return to the living world. But the longer she's with him, the harder the thought of letting her go becomes... (This is the spin-off sequel to "Unbinding the Demon." It will contain major spoilers for the first story. So I recommend reading in succession. ❤) ***WARNING*** This book is intended for 18+ readers. It contains lots of explicit smutty sex scenes, mature language, suicidal intentions, mild drug use, extreme violence, and gore. IF YOU ARE READING THIS BOOK ON TEENFIC.NET YOU ARE READING A PLAGIARIZED VERSION AND ARE AT RISK OF A MALWARE ATTACK! TEENFIC DOES NOT HAVE THE RIGHT TO POST THIS BOOK! YOU CAN READ IT SAFELY ON WATTPAD, INKITT, AND LUTIONARY!

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐧𝐚𝐢𝐯𝐞. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐞𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐝. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐲. 𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭. . . . . . . . . . . Living in The Colony was all Josie knew. To the outside world it was a cult of brainwashed victims all under the spell of Kade Rogers, but to her it was home. That was up until a series of events that led up to her escape. If only fate wasn't so cruel as to lead her away from one monster and put her directly into the hands of another. Now, with a new sense of determination, Josie explores the world outside of The Colony and learns the hard way that trust is a dangerous weapon of destruction. Trying to lead a normal life starting college proves to be impossible after meeting Nico Blaine. He was everything she was suppose to stay away from. But when Josie lay's eyes on the tattooed beauty, she can't help it. What starts out as a innocent infatuation turns into a twisted tale of betrayal. .. . . . . . . . . . - Dark romance - Explicit sexual content - Mature themes - Criminal - Villain - Anti-hero #1 goodgirlxbadboy #1 darklove

Romani Noor is an aspiring chemist- well, possible ex-chemist, after she can no longer afford the rise in her university tuition fees. Her best friend and sister, Juno, is living across the country with her wife, sending Romani occasional cheques to help her complete her education. However, even with her sisters help she is falling behind on payments. Taking something into her own hands for once in her life, Romani looks for a job. As fate would it have it, Valentine Carter, River Fabiano and Slater Hayashi are looking to take on an employee in their bakery, whilst they practice their... extra-curricular activities... Sweet Romani thinks she's walking into a simple job of cakes and cookies, but she fails to predict the web of obsession, lust and love she's getting herself tangled in.

Harry doesn't believe in coincidences. Neither should she.