"Do you know what I do to girls who don't answer when they're spoken to?" she murmured, her voice dripping with quiet menace under the mask. "N-no," Salma breathed, her voice barely audible as she kept her eyes locked on Nerezza's dark eyes. Nerezza hummed, tilting Salma's chin up with a gloved hand, her grip firm but teasing. "I fuck the answers out of them," she whispered, each word slow and deliberate. ••••• Salma, a well known radio show host, is used to strange calls-but nothing like this. One Wednesday morning, an anonymous woman dials in live on air, her voice low, dripping with eerie amusement as she confesses to a murder. Convinced it's a twisted prank, Salma plays along, her tone teasing-until the caller whispers something only Salma could know. What starts as a disturbing coincidence spirals into a chilling obsession. Night after night, the woman calls back, turning Salma into her unwilling confidante, her chosen messenger. Each call comes with cryptic clues, taunts wrapped in silken words, a deadly puzzle Salma is forced to solve-because if she doesn't, she'll be the next victim. But fear gives way to fascination. Then obsession. As the game between them intensifies, Salma finds herself drawn to the voice on the other end of the line-a voice that knows her deepest fears, her darkest desires. The hunt for the truth becomes a tangled web of danger, passion, and something far more dangerous than death. They should be enemies. One is the hunter, the other the prey. But what happens when they fall in love? Written by: Tzipora Rosen Edited by: Lean Catherine Benton Disclaimer: Sexually explicit content Violence Strong language 🏆 #1 horror-thriller 🏆 #1 Toxic

Just as Annabeth's hands reached to grab the back of her jacket, Sonya pivoted smoothly, one arm coiling around Annabeth's waist like a whip. There was a sharp gasp-Annabeth's-and then her spine slammed against the edge of the bar, the breath knocked clean from her chest. Sonya's forearm pressed hard across her collarbone, pinning her in place with infuriating ease. "If you wanted my attention, sugar, all you had to do was ask," Sonya murmured, her voice sultry and rough, lips inches from Annabeth's. "Get off me," Annabeth snarled, squirming beneath her hold. Sonya arched a brow, leaning in even closer until her body molded against the younger woman's-thigh to thigh, hip to hip. "You're feistier than the girls next door," she whispered against the shell of Annabeth's ear, her breath hot. "Careful now, Anna. I've always had a thing for resistance." Annabeth jerked against her, face twisting in rage. "Let. Me. Go. You stink of whiskey and whores," she spat, kicking against Sonya's shin. Sonya didn't flinch. "Say please," she drawled, her voice silk and steel, utterly unbothered. "Manners go a long way in this town." "Never," Annabeth hissed.

Xan a stripper, works the vampire club, where she met two mysterious and dark vampire. Who have no problem sharing her...If you know what that entitled. : : "Kiss my ass," I growled. She smirked. "How much?" I snorted. "Your order?" Jager leaned over the table, her gaze fixed on me. "Tell me, Snow Princess. How much for a kiss on your ass? Name your price." I realized that for them, everything revolved around naming a price, and they could get what they wanted. That's how they had lived for years. "Blood wine and shots, coming right up," I said, ignoring her proposition. She leaned back, the purple lighting casting shadows on their faces, making them appear even more enigmatic. "Do your thing, Snow Flakes. But when you come back, I hope the price is on the tip of those lips," she said. I rolled my eyes. "Whatever," I mumbled. "Come here," Jager commanded. I couldn't help but smile inside as she rummaged through her seemingly endless supply of cash. She folded a few bills and leaned forward, slipping the money into the side of my skirt. Her hand lingered, palming my ass cheeks. "So damn full," she remarked, her words slipping through her fangs. Read to find out...

My body began to curl itself into a ball and sounds of pain helplessly escaped from my throat. The startled animal sounds began to project from my body as it continued to go into shut down mode. It's like the walls have begun to collapse and all of the rubble is falling on top of me and only me. I can hear people screaming and shouting, but for some reason, I feel like I am the only one who can hear them. They are screaming for me to leave, to just run away. They are all so scared of this catastrophic earthquake. Because everything that they know is falling apart. - Book 1 in "Born to Die" series #236 in Teen Fiction

Polly has a secret: she likes girls. Polly has another secret that she can't dare let out. She's been to Hell and back, suffering in a 'Pray The Gay Away' camp, and now she has finally escaped, only the horrors of her past are there to haunt her. And now, she lives with her aunt and uncle in a town where she's sure she'll never be found. Only, God has a funny way of knowing exactly where people are. And it's about time Polly paid for her sins. (highest rankings) #4 in Horror Sequel to The Skeleton Bøy You do not have to read The Skeleton Boy to understand and enjoy this story.

She's not crazy. Just a little eccentric. Penny Rosemary, your typical nerd who caught herself a bit of trouble near the end of the school year when she beat the crap out of her best friend's ex-boyfriend. She's not a violent person. Really. But that's what everyone thinks of her as and Penny just can't help but feel indifferent about her situation when she's got all of her attention on the new girl in town. She's bad. She's mean. She's tough. And she has a glare that can pierce right into Penny's heart. And the best part of it all is that the bad girl has taken resident in Penny's house. Now that's crazy. A classic nerdxbadgirl duo, only that Penny isn't your classic nerd and might leave a trail of chaos along the way. --------- -Warning! This book contains explicit language and dark/disturbing themes and elements! Reader's discretion is advised! -Slow burn -------- Anyways, first time making an original story so have fun reading and thanks for giving the story a try! (Began writing on July 2019--First upload on December 2019--Completed on December 2020) -------- Highest Rankings: #1 Lesbian (4/10/2020) #6 girlxgirl (4/13/2020) #3 highschool (4/23/2020) #1 psycho (6/3/2020)

This book may NOT be reproduced, reposted, copied, or translated in any way unless you receive permission directly from me. Willow James only wants two things in her life: freedom from her mother and success with her music. The winter showcase her university pulls together can give her that. A once in a lifetime opportunity, she gets in, but with the small twist that she has to write a song for someone else, someone the entire world seems to know about. Everyone, but her. Summer Bennett grew up in a loving house, with loving moms, big loving family and everything a child of a famous music producer and a hockey player can get. Aside from her family, dancing is Summer's life, or that's what everyone says and what she believes, until she's selected to participate in a Showcase. She's forced to spend time with someone she doesn't know, but at the same time, she feels like she wants to know her. Two different worlds, will the stars align for them?

Mia Parker has always had a hard life, born and raised in the USA, now she's trying to start a new one in Canada with her daughter. She's not ready to fall in love or date anyone, she's focused on her daughter and making life a little bit easy for them. What she doesn't expect is the new coach of her daughter's hockey team to become her friend and maybe... something more? Luna Bennett has had skates on her feet since she was two years old. She's a professional hockey player, focused on her life and hockey. She wasn't looking for love when she found her and now she can't let her go. She won't. A WLW Hockey Romance. This book may NOT be reproduced, reposted, copied, or translated in any way unless you receive permission directly from the author.