In which the older Salvatore falls for the one girl he can't compel, can't figure out, and can't stop thinking about. OR In which Damon Salvatore is connected to someone with unusual abilities. CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT 18+

Erik's mate, Katharina, died eighty years ago. Werewolf mates are for life; there are no break-ups or second chances. On the night of the Blood Moon, an event that takes place once every hundred years, the Moon Goddess descends to earth and decides to grant Erik a wish, a once-in-a-lifetime exception to the rule. But gods are generally wicked, and the wish comes with complicated consequences, like a rose with many thorns. The new mate would be one human, ignorant to all their rules and costumes, even to their existence. She will embody the hope of all mateless wolves to not spend their life alone and will attract any werewolf almost hypnotically and pathologically until she is finally claimed by somebody on the night of the Blue Moon. Erik is haunted by guilt and pledges to protect her till the Blue Moon is over, even against himself and against her own will... * Part of the idea of this story was contained in a contest here on Wattpad (Golden Writer contest). Unfortunately it got canceled and the girl (Tricia DS) deleted her profile, but the story stuck into my mind for a while so I decided to write it down in the end. What I kept of the original idea plot: 1.The fact that the original mate died and that second chances are given once a decade. 2.The new mate can be only human. 3. Multiple werewolves will feel attracted to her. 4. He will kidnap her at some point in the story. Hereby I am giving credit for the idea. All the rest belongs to me, should not be copied and bla, bla, it is a work of fiction and should be viewed as such. As I know myself it will contain violence and mature stuff so be aware. Artwork from the images is mine unless stated otherwise. The story is a slow burn so the romance will develop slowly, to set correct expectations. If you get to the second book that one is more smutty :D.

Vienna Morales eats men like Alexander Caruso for breakfast but when their families force them together for a mission, he becomes hard to digest. Will Vienna break down her walls for the oh-so-insufferable Alexander Caruso or will he make the walls even stronger? {Prequel to The Doberman} YOU DO NOT HAVE TO READ "THE DOBERMAN" TO UNDERSTAND THE STORYLINE BUT I WILL APPRECIATE IT IF YOU GAVE IT A READ AS WELL <33 THE STORY IS COMPLETELY FICTIONAL! MAFIA/ACTION/ROMANCE ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @nayawritess !!DO NOT COPY THE STORY!! [ Cover Design: image taken from Pinterest and designed myself] NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS MATURE LANGUAGE/ DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH/ SEXUAL CONTENT READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!

In a world ravaged by the collapse of civilization, where the dead walk and the living fight for scraps, survival is more than instinct- it's the only thing that matters. Bella Grant, a 21-year-old engineering student, finds herself thrust into a chaotic new reality. When she's saved by Max, a stoic military captain with a dark past, the two must rely on each other to stay alive. But the infected are not the only danger. In this new world where trust is a fleeting memory, Max and Bella discover that the greatest threat to their survival may come from the living. Ruthless and desperate survivors are willing to do anything to claim what's left, testing their courage and their growing bond in ways that could break them. With enemies at every turn and their bond growing stronger, Bella and Max must face the question: will they make it through this brutal new reality, or will the dangers of survival tear them apart? Is there hope left, or is humanity truly lost? And most of all, can they find a way to keep what remains of their lives intact? ___ Note : This is the first book in a three-part series, but can be read as standalone. The story will continue in ALL THAT FOLLOWS, where the scars of survival run deep, and the world is far from done.

Diane Warren Is the beloved wife of Ed Warren the Demonologist. She and her sister, Lorraine Moran, together with Diane's husband, fight against supernatural evil with their special abilities. The Conjuring 1✅ The Conjuring 2✅️ The Conjuring 3✅️ The Conjuring 4✅️

Without warning, I reached down and gave her ass a hard smack. "That's for spray painting my car," I said. Her breath hitched, and she bit her lip, trying to suppress a smile. "You're such a caveman." "Caveman? How about this?" I said, smacking her ass again, harder this time. She moaned, and I could feel her responding to me, her body betraying her defiance. 𝐄𝐒𝐌𝐄 I was raised to be perfect. The golden girl. The Kensington princess. Sheltered. Untouched. A good girl with a silver spoon and a diamond crown. But then there's 𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐛 𝐅𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐧. My stepbrother. My brother's enemy. A man carved from sin, wrapped in arrogance, and dipped in ink. He doesn't ask. He takes. He doesn't chase. He owns. And when he touches me? It's not gentle. It's filthy. It's wrong. I should run. I should hate him. But when he says my name, low and dark, I don't think about stopping. I think about how deep I can fall. Because Caleb isn't just my first sin. He's the one I'll never escape. 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐁 She was born with a silver spoon in her mouth. And I was the bastard here to tarnish it. 𝐄𝐬𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐝𝐚 𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐨𝐧. Mummy's little princess. The golden girl. The one thing in this world I was never supposed to touch. But I don't follow rules. I break them. And Esme? She was made to be ruined. Soft lips. Delicate curves. A body that begs for my hands. She's innocent, but not with me. I'm dragging her into the dark, making her dirty, making her mine. She thinks she can survive me. Thinks she can walk away untouched. But Esmeralda? She belongs to me. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮'𝙧𝙚 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧'𝙨 𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝘚𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘙𝘢𝘸 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘚𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵.

𝕴𝖓 𝖆 𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖑𝖉 𝖋𝖚𝖑𝖑 𝖔𝖋 𝖉𝖆𝖗𝖐𝖓𝖊𝖘𝖘 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖉, 𝖈𝖆𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖎𝖗 𝖗𝖊𝖑𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖕 𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖇𝖗𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙𝖊𝖘𝖙 𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖒 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖈𝖗𝖔𝖜𝖉? ♮. ❝You've lightened my darkness up, sunflower. I get lost in your deep, blue eyes, those pink lips like roses, and every time I kiss you, it makes me feel alive all over again.❞ Can two different people, from two different worlds learn to love each other? Would their love help them achieve each other's dreams and future? In his world: betrayal, death, blood and enemies, would she, the brightest, most bubbliest, a person filled with joy fit? Oceana Steele knew that not all princes was good, that's why she wanted the beast, the one who shows their flaws first instead of the good in them. She believed in love, and she wanted his love more than anything. Nicolas Balmorra was a cruel man, and he would do anything just for himself. He would end someone's life in a blink, being the worst capo there would be, it was a new scene for him to laugh... and smile, all because of her. In his world, he needed to be cold, a monster, but with her? He was free, happy and he didn't need to hide his true self. ┈ THE FIRST OF WHEN WE SERIES. ┈ ˠ. COMPLETED. MATURED. TRIGGER WARNING: MAY CONTAIN A FEW WORDS THAT CAN TRIGGER A FEW PEOPLE ! More of a romance book than mafia! Started: 01/05/22 Ended: 06/05/22 Thank you for the support ♡ ™ | @sophiaeths.

[COMPLETED] When a king makes an order, he expects it to be followed. When King Dane divorced his wife, he expected her to get out of his sight and stay out of his sight. Not reappear three months later in his bed, spouting nonsense about being a 'lawyer' from 'Earth' who would 'sue his ass'. Cassie Rogers could give two shits about this 'king'. He may be one of the hottest specimens to walk this non-Earth, but his qualities stop right there. The guy is an asshole, through and through. Unfortunately, he is also the only asshole who may be able to help her get home, so cling to him with all her might, she will. Yet as they will soon find, in a kingdom ravaged by war and death, there are worse ordeals than a clingy ex-wife who has gone mad. Worse than being stuck in a different world. Worse, even, than falling for one's crazed divorcée all over again... only to find that she is the bringer of doom. ✽ ✽ ✽ A loose retelling of Snow White and the Seven Dwarves. Rated Mature for explicit sex and language. 𝗖𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗱: 27 March 2023 (first draft) 𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁: 105K ✽ ✽ ✽ 1st place Romance - Seasonal Contests 2021, Fall Contest 1st place Friends/Enemies to Lovers - Romantic Dreams 2023, Team of Dreams Honorable Mention for Fantasy - Punk Rock Awards 2022 Featured by Wattpad High Fantasy - Featured list & Romantic Fantasy Featured by Wattpad Dark Fantasy - Dark Desires Featured by Wattpad Stories Undiscovered

~•~ 26 year old, Connor Deluca, is a professional Hockey player in the NHL; who just moved into the expensive Citrus Grove Community. 23 year old, Serena Jade, is the recluse famous author known to the public only under her pen name Skylyn Voss, and is unfortunately Connor's neighbor. Connor moves into the huge and gorgeous house right next to Serena's own big and beautiful home. The pair immediately form a growing hatred for one and other when Connors first "house warming party" involves blasting music at 2 am and his guest puking in her petunia's. He's a bad boy party animal, and she likes her quiet where she can stay inside and read all day. Nothing in common at all. In fact complete opposites. Yet, Connor can't seem to get the outline of Serena's perfect curves out of his lustful thoughts and Serena finds herself fantasizing about Connor's chiseled body on top of hers. Sexual tensions and ever growing lust sets the two a flame with desires they wish they could ignore.

𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑴𝒆 ••• "Did you know how I felt when I learned my wife wants to divorce me through a fūcking outsider?" He asked, his piercing gaze meeting hers through the mirror. His one hand was resting on her stomach, keeping her close to him while the other one touched her head. "This-" He moved the finger from her head to her heart. "-this-" He pulled her closer from his other hand. "-your whole fūcking being, belongs with me, get that?" He asked, raising her chin to make her look in the mirror. She should push him away, she should be telling him how much she hates him but she found herself nodding. "Words." He pressed. "Yes," She mumbled. "What's your name?" "Roop." "What's your name?" He asked again, pronouncing each word clearly this time. "Roop Mehrotra." "Roop. Amrit. Mehrotra." His jaw tightened, "Say it." "Roop Amrit Mehrotra." She breathed out, trying to get away from him but his grip was firm. "Right, and it's going to stay just like that." ••• Two people, one unwanted marriage. The question is, will they survive or give up without even trying? •••