In which an eighteen-year-old succumbs to an older man . . . "I can't resist him, even though I tried. Call me weak, pathetic, my ears are deaf except if it's his voice they're listening to. Because no matter what, just one touch and I'm at his mercy."

Helen has always heard that love is blind, but she's starting to realise that love may not be blind after all, but rather forbidden, and in the shape of her step-father. Or After the unfortunate demise of her mother, Helen can't help but lust after her far-too-young and attractive step-father. Both Helen and Luke have bonded and developed a relationship through the mourning of her mother. But now lines are becoming blurred as their relationship develops further. Helen is struggling to manage with her feelings towards Luke, while Luke is battling his own demons of loss, shame and guilt. Warning: This story contains scenes/themes that are of an explicit and erotic nature and is intended for new adults, 18+. Story contains consensual sex between step relations (step-dad / step-daughter), with the female main character being under the age of 18, but over the age of 16, which is the legal age of consent in my country, and the country in which the story takes place. Please, if this makes you uncomfortable, then do not read. I do not condone kink-shaming and/or other negativity towards myself or my readers regarding this matter. This is a safe space for all. You have been warned. ON THE MENU: • hand necklaces • "good girl" • "eyes on me" • taboo relationship (step-father / step-daughter) • age gap (12 years) Enjoy 🖤 ⚠️ SLOW UPDATES BUT WILL BE FINISHED ⚠️

''Kill me, Elijah. Do it!'' I scream, tears flooding down my cheeks as I get ready for what's next. He gazes at me, and for the first time, I realize, there's tears welling up in his eyes, too; like he's in utter pain. His gun is aimed at my forehead, and the tears continue to fall down like a river. "No, are you crazy?"His voice is razor-edged. But he holds himself in a fine, defined way. Almost deadly. But his eyes are icy clear with hidden intents. "I fucking hate you, kill me now, I don't ever wanna see you again!'' I seethe through gritted teeth; at the top of my lungs. I realize he won't be able to pull the trigger if I don't say anything. But I'm mistaken, his smoldered face with resentment leaves and he plasters an anguished face on. No...I'm sorry I didn't mean that. If only I could tell him that. ''I can't kill you, Eleodore, please stop. Don't say things you don't mean," he says in a whisper, with his husky yet gentle voice. ''Why not?'' I demand, not understanding his sudden move of resistance, his gaze watching me up and down while he surrenders and withdraws his gun. He takes a step closer and I can feel his hot breath fanning down my face. I almost flinch, but as I close my eyes, I feel his soft lips plant on my forehead. And then he finally utters a single syllable. ''Because I love you.''

Ginny's parents died saving her from a rogue attack, her brother along with the rest of the pack blame her for killing them. If she wouldn't have gone on a run that day, if she wouldn't have needed help, they'd still be here. She becomes hated and ridiculed by her pack she soon turns to drinking and self harm to cope with her pain. She can't wait to find her mate so he can save her from this hell hole. But what if he can't, what if he's the new Alpha and doesn't want to make the pack turn against him by accepting her. He wants things to cool off before he accepts her so he sleeps a rounds only breaking Ginny's heart more. When he finally gets up the courage to accept her, it's too late, she's gone...

Two different angels fall in love with each other. It wasn't allowed for a Demon to fall in love with an Angel. This is forbidden love. Together, they'll fight for each other no matter how hard it seemed to be. Can they really do it or will one of them die? Is this really worth fighting for or were they just wasting time and fighting for nothing?

#38 in Fantasy "Go." he commanded. "I can't bear the sight of you." The wind blew my hair out behind me. "I hate you so much. I never want to see you again. I hope that you die in this upcoming battle." I said darkly. I started to move my wings as I prepared to leave. "Good bye, Vlad. Forever. You have lost me. But worst is that I have lost you. The Vlad that stands before me is the one that I hate. The Vlad that I loved is long dead and I finally accept it now. Go and kneel before Satan. Go and embrace hatred. Go and be a demon, a traitor. I hope that you're happy with what you have become. I hope that you're happy that you have pushed everyone who loved you out of your life. Congratulations - everyone hates you. You must feel so proud. Your life is a lie, everything you do is a lie - trust me, I would know." I snarled. ←→ Mia is an Angel who was in love with Vlad, the Demon of Hatred. Consequences led them apart from each other and now they're enemies. As the battle between Angels and Demons looms on the horizon, will Mia and Vlad be able to hurt each other? Can two former lovers on opposite sides of a war resist their impulses and trust each other again?

SEQUEL TO: BOUND BY BLOOD You all thought that was the end and happy ever after with Xavier and Diana. No, that was just the beginning and being King and Queen doesn't have it's perks. Xavier and Diana have new enemies and it's not what you think it is. What's going to happen when Xavier and Diana find out that they are not the actual Vampire King and Queen? •PG-13• -Cover-made by: @marina_olimpia

Elizabeth de Baptiste never stood out much in school, she was a wallflower who blended into the vines that decorated Peril High. Just like all other girls in school she crushed on the school athlete; Jack Isle, the small-town jock star. When Elizabeth one day stumbles into the Mythology section in the Library she finds a book per chance: the Grand Grimoire. Feeling drawn to the odd book she takes it home, finding that it contains spells, spells to make her get noticed by Jack Isle. She could've never prepared herself for the next unfolding of events. She might've just accidentally and jokingly sold her soul to the Devil, literally. And his son is going to collect it. Most disturbingly, everything seems to point to Lucian Black, the school's rumoured bad boy, to be the man to do the deed. Is Lucian going after Elizabeth? And what will she do? Will he steal her soul, or her heart?

Workaholic wedding planner Sophia gets the surprise of her life when her new clients' best man turns out to be her ex-boyfriend. ***** When taking on new clients, Sophia Coleman expects the same old routine - wake up, go to work, go home, binge The Bachelor, go to sleep, repeat. What she doesn't expect is her ex-boyfriend, Carter Stone, to be the groom's best man. His sudden appearance throws her off, and she refuses to let anyone - let alone a guy - get in the way of her success. Especially not after the last time. Planning a wedding in three months is hard enough, but between cake tastings and dress shopping, there's Carter's cheeky smile and relentless charm. As the big day gets closer, so do Sophia and Carter, until all that's standing between them is their history. Can Sophia say yes to a second chance, or will this rekindled romance get left at the altar?

𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. "𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦. 𝘚𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘌𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘢𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐'𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘔𝘳 𝘋𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘺." Haider Azrails, the only Adonis of his family and a dickhead. He was known to be the hottest, possessive and aggressive guy, the man who would receive compliments from adults, a high GPA that could lead him to Harvard, he was in a private school while I was in a public school, he had many friends while I had one and he's obnoxious and arrogant. So then tell me how we got into a relationship where we are now enemies with benefits, having sex with him is 𝘶𝘯𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦. That's not the last thing, Haider is my brother's best friend. But I can't avoid the sexual tension between us, his emerald eyes piercing my soul, the soft and calloused olive skin he owned and not to forget his hot sweet lips against mine. What would you do if you were in my place? Would you let this sexy and handsome man possess your body? 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 | 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐍 | 𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒