Every king needs a queen. For Damien Knight, the options are endless. But among all the beauties in the world, only one will be lucky enough to be his beloved. His beloved, his soulmate, his Queen. As he feels the pressure to find a match, there is only one face that flashes across his mind. But claiming HER would mean snatching her away from all her dreams and true independence. After all, he has ruined her life before, could he dare to do it again? (Book 2 of the Vampire King Series)

𝐀𝐠𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐩. 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞. In which a 19-year-old girl falls for her older neighbor. ── ✦ ── "Violet..." He growls, his breath hot against my face, full of need as well as caution. "Stop this, or I won't be able to control myself." "I don't want you to..." I whisper, my hands running up his chest slowly, feeling his muscles twitch as I gaze at his lips, his heart pounding mirroring mine. "Are you sure you want this?" He leans in closer, brushing his lips against my neck, his hot breath and stubble tickling my skin, making me close my eyes as shivers run down my spine, an exhalation escaping my lips.

"Spread those legs, Lena." He instructed, his hands resting on her thighs. He pinched her nipple with his teeth and a moaned escaped. He roughly parted her legs according to his will, his finger invading her already wet pussy. He moved in and out of her as countless series of moans escaped her lips. Lena gripped the table with all her strength, his actions teasing me. "Has any boy ever touched you like this?" He questioned increasing his speed. She tried to speak but couldn't. Her body shivered under him. "I-" but he captured her lips with his. The kiss was raw and hungry, him devouring her in his lips. "No one can make it fuck you like this, except me" he said in a ragged and strained voice, his voice like a whisper in her ears. He grabbed her ass under her skirt, squeezing it hard. "Your professor, Lena" ~✓✓✓✓✓✓✓✓✓✓✓✓✓✓✓✓✓✓✓✓~ PROFESSOR & STUDENT RATED

Originally Published: January 2024 onwards Original Reads: 715K, Votes: 12K Republishing (after being deleted): February 26, 2025 onwards ~ • ⁠༶⁠ • ~ When my dad told me his best friend was finally returning back to his hometown, I expected him to be someone who got me bored with a word, not the one who got me wet with a look. I expected him to be someone I would rather ignore, not the one whose fantasies I pleasured myself to. I expected him to be an addition to my dad's drinking group, not the one I'd prefer to eat me out. I expected him to be someone my dad went out with, not the one who brought home my college bestie. More or less, I expected him to be an uncle, never my hottest-ever one-night stand.

"My father could hear us" I whispered to the man standing between my legs. "Let him" he breathed out, undoing his belt. "He'll kill you" "I'll die with a smile" he moaned. 𓂅 𓍢ꕥ ⁛ 𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞. .⭐︎𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 ! Luna Díaz, a seventeen year old who got daily emotionally and physically abused by her mother and step father. Both would invade her body for their own personal anger. An innocent teen who grew up not knowing who her father was. She danced in the shadows of his absence. All she knew was that he was just a one night stand with her mother. Her mother painted him as a callous figure who had abandoned them both, he didn't care for neither of them. Andrew Romano, a twenty two year old heart stopper billionaire, who is the right hand man for one of the most dangerous criminals alive, a breathing legend amongst villains. A man of power, father of 5 sons and who's family means everything to him. Carlo Guidi. Andrew might join his boss and co-run the business and their cover up company as he is the sole individual capable of even marginally rivaling Carlo's formidable influence. ___________________________________________ On a gracious stormy night, Mr Guidi with the help of Andrew, revisits he's little one night stand when finding out she stole from him. A goal to threaten, torture then kill hits a drastic shift when learning something unexpected. an unforeseen truth. He has a daughter. Sparks immediately erupted between Luna and Andrew, both so forbidden. Falling for your boss's daughter? A tale as old as time. What a cliche story, right? Start: 02/04/24 End: most impressive ranking 01/25 #44 Mafiaking

"B-but we... we're m-mates..." "Look. You were a good fling but I hate even the slightest thought of you being my mate and The Lunar Moon Pack's Luna. Which is why: "I Dmitri Kingston, reject you Ariana Descartes as my mate and future Luna." "I-I ... Ariana Descartes accept your r-rejection as your m-mate and future L-Luna of the Lunar Moon Pack". "Good. Now get out". ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Meet Dmitri Kingston: Heartless, rule breaker, heartbreaker, bad boy and next in line to be Alpha of the Lunar Moon Pack. In other words a complete player, with the looks of a Greek god and an ego bigger than our universe it was no surprise that fate had played a game with him by choosing Ariana Descartes to be his mate. Meet Ariana Descartes: Shy, good girl, rule follower, humble, and in general a kind, helping person. In other words the complete opposite of Dmitri Kingston. The day she goes to Dmitri's 18th birthday was when her life changed. All she had ever dreamed of since she was a young girl, was to find her mate and live a happy life with him. But that changed when she met Dmitri. Now Ari is rejected and pregnant-by her ex-mate Dmitri. Not wanting any trouble she flees to the human world for guaranteed safety for herself and her unborn daughter. And for 3 years she lives in a quiet serene environment with her beautiful daughter Elora. But there's a catch to it. Ari has to come back for a few days to visit her sick father, which means that Elora will have to accompany her. Has Dmitri fixed his player ways? How will everyone else react to her appearing off the radar for 5 and a half years? But most importantly: is Ari ready to face her mate who rejected her after a night of 'fun'? #onenightstand- 69 on 28/7/20 Cover by @mybooksaretrash

A writer's twist on the story of one of the famous myths of all time. - "Did you miss me?" His blue ocean eyes gazed upon my small figure. My head pounded as I took him in. It was like he had never changed. He had awoken faster than me and had clearer memories. While my head was still fuzzy with doubt. I did not know much about him other than the popular retelling of our story. I know I should feel disgusted by the way his eyes trailed along my body. But I could not help the shiver of need that passed through my body. Smirking at my reaction, he reached out to grab my helpless body. Terrified, I took a step back. But I should not have. As I looked up I froze in horror. His clear blue eyes turned dark like the stormy waves crashing against mountains. "I do not know who you are." I mumbled, staring at the marble floor. I heard thundering footsteps before two gentle fingers tilted my head up. "Its okay. You will soon."

The ups and downs of sleeping with a celebrity: Ben is going through a divorce and in desperate need of a rebound. (YN) might just be it. A little heads-up: Explicit sexual content, language, alcohol.

venge·ance /ˈvenjəns/ noun punishment inflicted or retribution exacted for an injury or wrong. "il mio amore, you know I love you, I will never try to run from you again, I have given myself to you Si?, you are the only one for me" I cup his face between my hands as I press my lips against his. Desperately trying to distract him from hurting my friend Maria. I am his, I will always be his, no matter how much I try to run from him he will always find a way to catch me. Seize me by my hair and 'teach me a lesson' to never try leaving him again. "Yes, you are mine, all for me tesoro" he growls against my lips. "that is exactly why I'm going to make sure you never forget that, every time you look at your little friend here, you'll know never to try leaving me again." "Roman please, Per favore I beg of you" I clutch onto him, crying onto his chest as he kicks me to the floor, I wince in pain as I push my weight up on my elbows, my vision blurring, watching him break my friend to pieces. The hate within me is growing bigger as everyday passes by. The demon within me is begging to be released. I want to Make him hurt, just like he did to everyone I ever loved. I will be the one to escort him out of this world. Drag his corpse among the families in sorrow, justify everyone he has ever hurt. I'll Mark him with my 𝑺𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝑽𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆.

"Y-you can't be there for me?" Davina asked taking a step back, her hands shaking by her side. "W-what do you m-mean?" "It means that I don't want anything to do with the baby and I'm done with the affair." "Honestly, this is a good wake up call for me that I need to grow up and focus on trying to make a family with my wife. I'm sorry Davina but I don't love you anymore, I have felt this way for awhile now actually." Crack! Davina's hand goes to her heart where it clenches in pain as she stares at the cold expression on Elio's face as he stares back at her. The tears that she was keeping at bay finally cascaded down Davina's face. She doesn't say anything as she just nods her head as she grabs her bag from where she placed it and cleared her throat. "If that's how you feel I'll be leaving, you have a great life Elio," Davina says standing up straight and wiping the tears from under eyes. Elio doesn't say anything to her as she starts walking to the door, her hand rests on the door handle before she turns around and gives Elio one last look before shaking her head. "If you decide later down the road that you want something to do with our child, you're not going to get the opportunity because I'll make sure my child knows that their own father couldn't love them when they were just a cell." With that said Davina walks out of his office for the last time slamming the door on her way out, the tears that were once clogged up in her throat and running down her face like a flood were long gone and was replaced with determination.