A young girl trapped in a spider's web, but she soon realizes he wants more than to just make a meal out of her. wren, is a lone witch without a coven who has been searching her whole life for a place she could belong, but during one unfortunate evening after being attacked by a cat monster she stumbles into an Arachne's den and get's caught within his web. Things don't look great for her, especially when the Arachne proclaims that he plans to use her as bait, but as past memories from her childhood rear up from the back of her mind, Wren soon comes to realize that this Arachne has other plans for her. Wren must find a way to escape or else she'll end up being devoured by the hungry spider, unfortunately for her when it comes to this mysterious Arachne she is little more than a moth and he a blazing flame. can she avoid getting burned? (no guarantee for quick updates, I know I've already got to many projects, if this gets decently popular then i might update more~)

Eliza: With Earth slowing becoming uninhabitable, Eliza learns that her family chooses to leave the doomed planet. They find themselves on Pratham. Never in a million years did Eliza dream that she would be infatuated with her new boss, Lord Dathnar, a stubborn green male with horns and wings to boot. Eliza tries her best to convince her dragon male that a relationship would be worth everything, yet he denies her. Just as things are turning around, Eliza is kidnapped and held hostage by someone she thought she could trust. Will Eliza be able to escape her captor, or will she lose everything before she has even grasped it? Dathnar: A decorated warlord, Dathnar is a Prathan male in his prime. At 43 spacs old, he has all he thought he ever wanted: a thriving business, a tuz to call his own, and loyal friends. Then Eliza lands in his life and turns it upside. He tries his best to fight his pull to the human female. He cannot risk such a delicate creature. Just as he is about to have everything he never knew he needed, Eliza is kidnapped, and his world turns upside down. Will he be able to save her, claim her and earn his fated flame, or will it all go up in smoke? Rakings: #36 Alien 11/08/21 #150 in aliens #42 Aliens #8 fatedmates # 24 m/f #503 Human #733 Kidnapped

Seeking refuge, Xilä and her father venture to the lands of the Omatikaya clan in the hopes that Toruk Makto would be generous in allowing them to stay. This is her story about not only finding her strength, but finding love. - Warning: This story contains smut (breeding kink included), violence, abuse & pregnancy (please don't read if these topics will affect you) - Some characters have been aged up. Neteyam in particular is 23. - Xilä is my own creation. - Cover image- credit to cinetrix This story has not been beta read (To be reviewed and edited for all errors)

They were meant to find each other, from one life to the next, their lonely stars crossed at just the right angles.

"You're a what?" Devin's full lips frowned as she eyed the man that only stood 3 feet away from her. "A sex therapist. Now please fix your expression, Miss Rodriguez." His creamy baritone responded agitatedly as she shook her head from side to side. "I need therapy, sir. Not any fucking dick." She growled, attempting to make a full exit out of the office, but not before she felt his large strong hands cup her small tiny wrists. He spun her around gracefully, his head dropping down to the space between their heads as his husky Burberry cologne overtook her nostrils. "Je ne suis pas d'accord belle dame," He muttered that beautiful second language against her skin, the language of love, as he smirked. She almost practically collapsed in his arms at the sound of it and he knew that he had her. "Maybe some fucking dick is exactly what you need." ©Copyright KeKe Biddle 2014 All Rights Reserved.

"This is the kind of secret that burns through the bottom of whatever box you lock it up in" • "Stay still." He took his sharp talon and moved aside a piece of her blonde- practically white- hair, still damp from the bath, and tossed it over her shoulder. His claw glided down her slender neck to her shoulder and slipped under the strap of her nightgown, giving a teasing tug. "This-" His deep voice flooded her frail being, "is very cute." Individual threads slowly snapped as he lifted his claw, taking the strap with him. "What are you doing?" She asked, her small frame trembling against his much larger body, which satisfied a deep-rooted desire within him. "Do you always wear such provocative clothing?" He muttered in husky annoyance. ~•~•~ Irina is the first human born in the underworld- an utter mystery. Lucifer- the bringer of light- Lonely in his dark realm takes to raising the young girl, while protecting her from the many dangers that surround her innocent mind. Azazel is the angel of original sin, his bright light that matched his brother Lucifer in heaven turning into wrath. His mistakes led him to a miserable and boring existence that he resented. When Lucifer brings a child into their shared domain everything shatters. Everything she does- everything she says- infuriates Azazel! A blabbering child- a weak blabbering child. But she did not remain a child forever. On her 19th birthday she is no longer the annoying teen girl Azazel remembered her as. Now the very sight of her makes his blood burn and every natural impulse in his body to explode. Warnings: I dont put trigger warnings. I write gore and graphic content, including but not limited to offensive language, sexual commentary and actions, mental health, and more. Not a reverse harem Start: 9/9/22 Discontinued: 11/22/24

"Who says your life ends only when your heart stops? It ends even when there's a celebration around you." A marriage. To a man who had saved my parents' life. Their respect, their businesses, their home ... But at a cost. The cost being me. I was to be wed to a stranger. A Yade. His nationality, species, colour, eyes, skin... none of that ever mattered. The only thing that has ever mattered to me was that the man I marry be the man I have been dreaming about for six years. Six glorious years spread apart with memories that set my soul on fire and light my life up. Hope was a beacon and love was a companion I had lived with in every life. And now, I was to marry a stranger to save my parents' life. There was no real choice to make. Why show me how glorious my life could be, if I were never meant to live it?

In the arena, ten females must outrun or outlast their male counterparts to keep from being forcibly bred. At least that's how Lorena saw it. She was taken from her home in front of her entire family to be a runner for ten males that were around her own packs' territory. Female werewolves seemed to be holding out longer on mating and/or refusing to take a mate, so it's gotten to the point where the council had to force it upon them. Some agreed with the new policy just to be cruel, but others agreed that since her pack had plenty of females to go around, they would volunteer a handful of them to mate with the alphas and any other male wolves as needed. Lorena may not have been the prettiest wolf in her opinion, but she was cunning, strong, and fast, and she thought for sure she would be able to last and run until the alpha that had his eye on her eventually gave up. Boy was she wrong. RANKINGS: #1 in fantasy-romance #1 in fiction #4 in fiction #4 in werewolf #6 in werewolf Hit 1M on 08/01/2020 Hit 2M on 11/11/2020 Hit 3M on 12/22/2020 Completed on 09/07/2020

~ retelling of Hades and Persephone ~ EVERY TEN YEARS, THE GOD OF DEATH TAKES A BRIDE. In the Kingdom of Minoa, a sacrifice of a virgin girl is given to the God of Death to try and appease the never-ending winter. She's accompanied by a male sacrifice, intended to be her guardian so that she can reach the Underworld safely. THIS TIME, SHE'S NOT A SACRIFICE. SHE'S A RECKONING. When Nerissa, a bold and willful young woman, volunteers to be the bride, she forfeits her human life. Along with her less-than-capable guard, Mercer, they make their way to the palace of the Underworld to meet her husband: the King of the Underworld, and Death himself. BUT AN ANCIENT CURSE IS BINDING THE KINGDOM... Death's bitter foe has cursed him, so that he spends his days awaiting the return of his love, Persephone, who will bring back Spring. One night with Death, and Nerissa will be granted half his power...and the ability to find her brother's killer. ...SHE HAS ONE MONTH TO OUTSMART DEATH. Despite their increasing attraction to one another, her husband insists on keeping her in the dark. Nerissa must use all of her guts and guile to do the one thing he's not used to: people outsmarting him. DEATH IS ABOUT TO HAVE THE (most problematic) TIME OF HIS LIFE.