𝐀 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐄𝐍. • • • • • 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬. 𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐌𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. • • • • • I leaned into her touch, savouring the warmth of her palm against my cheek. Her gentle caress sent a shiver down my spine, igniting a fire within me I'd long suppressed. I closed my eyes briefly, inhaling her sweet scent-a fragrance I now realised I'd grown accustomed to and even craved subconsciously. When I opened my eyes again, they were dark with emotion, pupils dilated with desire. Slowly, giving her time to pull away, I brought my hand up to cover hers on my cheek. I turned my head slightly to press a feather-light kiss to her palm, my lips lingering on her soft skin. "Tessa..." I breathed her name like a prayer, a plea. In that moment, I felt stripped bare, vulnerable in a way I'd never allowed myself to be before. But with her, it felt...different. 'His Torn Bellissima' is purely a work of fiction. All parallels to other narratives, films, and television shows are coincidental and unintentional. Any resemblance to real people-living or deceased-real-life occurrences, or locals is coincidental. This is merely a written creation of the writer's imagination. All rights reserved. With the exception of using quotes in book reviews, no portion of this book may be duplicated or used in any way without the copyright owner's written consent.

❝ YOU'VE MARRIED AN ICARUS ❞ As the first-born daughter of the ancient and respected House of Gunnhildr, you and Diluc Ragnvindr were destined to be married to one another as determined during your youth. But his gaze always seemingly wandered from you, settling upon your sister's tall, proud figure and you always wondered just why that is. Arranged marriages doesn't always entail love but you tried your best. diluc ragnvindr x fem! reader all characters mentioned belongs to hoyoverse © ; huawyn (ying) 092821

A week before her twenty fifth birthday, Azora begins having nightmares. Terrifying dreams of a world that doesn't exist. Shouldn't exist. When it becomes too much, she explodes and finds herself in a completely different realm full of Fae and all different types of magical creatures. As she learns of an ancestors imprisonment, she sets out on a quest to help bring her back. But the only way to do so is to allow herself to be prisoner to the very enemy that is seeking her death. Can she complete this quest, or will the obstacles become to great? Will she be able to push through the lies of the enemy, the kindness that one shows, to accomplish what has been her fate long before she was born or will things go sideways? **EDITING WILL COME SOON! A FEW LATER CHAPTERS WILL BE CHANGED BUT PLEASE COMMENT WITH FEEDBACK/NEEDED EDITS**

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A tale in which an angry god brings a teenage girl back from the dead. ⁂ "And at the crack of dawn, they rose from their ashes, abandoning their graves to wreck havoc upon the world." Neith Johnson was dead. Six-feet-under after being brutally murdered kind of dead. But when the god of the dead curses humanity for the first time in centuries, she returns. But the curse has a catch: she has to find whoever murdered her and kill them to quench her blood thirst, or she'll cease to exist. But how can she find her killer if she can't even remember how she died?

Those who were taken... They never came back, dragged beneath the waves never to return. Their haunting screams were a symbol of their horrific deaths. Like shadows they lay in wait, the deep blue waters hiding them from view. With sharp claws they attack, Pointed fangs tearing into skin, Eager mouths devouring human flesh. Cally was taken, dragged under the water by one of the vicious creatures. But she was not devoured nor torn apart by ruthless claws--no. She was a captive. ~•~ Water instantly invades her senses. Her eyes sting, her lungs and nose burning. She thrashes, kicks, claws--anything to get away. Her efforts go to waste as her body slowly starts to shut down, the air in her lungs quickly being replaced by sea water. Cally is vaguely aware of arms wrapping around her waist and behind her head before she loses consciousness, submerged in darkness. And so she is taken. Another victim of the mysterious sea. 《Completed》 Subscribe to TheAllieL Patreon for exclusive stories and content not featured on Wattpad and to support future works and book publishing! - Free Subscriber Tier - Allie's Library - Tier 1 - $2/month - Allie's Journal - Tier 2 - $5/month Subscribe here: Patreon.com/TheAllieL

"Do I have to fuck you to make you understand that you belong to me?" He whispered huskily against her ear, pressing his pelvis onto the small of her back, "Do you want me inside you, my queen? Do you want your womb to be filled with my seed? Do you want me to dominate you?" - Sweet, naive, and innocent was she, so what would a small thing like her do with a beast king like he? - Warning: Will contain violence, foul words, and sexual content. Does not show a healthy relationship. Read at your own risk. Highest Rankings : #4 in Romance #8 in Paranormal #12 in Supernatural #11 in Vampire #17 in Fantasy #41 in Werewolf