I stiffened as his hand slipped down and down further, pushing into my pants. "What are you doing?" I demanded shakily. Max just held onto me from behind, pushing it down until he reached my cliterous. He started stroking. Pleasure swam down below, filling me to my core. I moaned, arching my back. His fingers went down further, slipping inside me. I moaned again, throwing my head forward. He chuckled low, the sound worsening the heat covering me. "You're fucking wet. Look at this." He pulled out his fingers, showing me how they were covered in gloss. I warmed even more at the sight. I dropped my head back to his neck, still moaning. He just nipped my ear. "Are you letting your predator do naughty things with you. Are you a naughty girl, Eve?" I shook my head. I winced, my brows creasing as the warmth of pleasure started boiling. He could clearly tell I was about to come, and he pulled away. I whined in protest, dropping onto the ground when he stepped backward. I then gazed up at him, my breaths hot and heavy. "Eve," his smile was dark, sadistic, "if you want to come, then you have to earn it." (The Sacrifice is a standalone, but it is in the FireNight realm) #1 in "fraternity" on May 21, 2025 #1 in "serialkillerromance" on May 21, 2025

"Beg for it. Beg for more." "I want it..." I whispered. "I want more." "Louder." "I want it! I want more! Give me more!" He smiled darkly. "Good girl." ********* Surrounded by disgusting frat boys and obsessed creeps, Tessa Sparks struggles with her life through college after her high school sweetheart, Miles, left her years ago. The same boy who came back almost a decade later, showing himself at her old friend's frat party. And she just couldn't resist. Challenged by both her lifestyle and his, Tessa cannot resist the dangers of Miles... and her twisted desires... only he can satisfy. She didn't care how her life would end up. All she wanted was to be under him... with his belt in one hand, the other latched around her throat. For he was the only one who could understand... her most dubious desires in the bedroom. (Teach Me How To Love Again is part of the Dangerous Realm, but is not part of a series) #1 in "realistic romance" (May 21, 2025) #1 in "s and m" (May 21, 2025) #1 in "bdsm romance" (May 21, 2025)

He is the reaper of souls... He is my moving shadow. He is the darkness swelling inside me. He is my black soul. But he will save me. Sebastian Michaelis was known for his schemes-he was known as the devil hidden in the night-but he will not show unless he deems you worthy. A worthy soul. Even years later, I recalled the night of my parents murder, their blood staining my hands, and how I was hauled away from them by men in a van, and I was tortured for days. It wasn't until he heard my cry of despair that Sebastian came, and he promised me vengeance on those vile demons, on those who murdered my parents. He told me that all he wanted in return... Was my soul. So I signed a contract with him. I recalled this happening before, because of my English ancestors who were stowed away in the UK; they always warned me from making a deal with the devil. My parents told me a story of my great grandfather from hundreds of years ago; he who signed a contract with a vile demon in order to get revenge on his parents death. My great ancestor... Ciel Phantomhive. I never thought I'd fall in his shoes, but here I was staring into Sebastian's blood-red eyes. History really repeated itself, didn't it? I made a deal with the devil, And I don't regret it one bit. **I do not own the rights to this book, all the characters and story-arcs belong to Crunchyroll and the creators of Black Butler** *****If you see the 200 parts and are freaking out, I recommend that you read them by Season. Three seasons are up as of today (August 5 2024), so check my profile out to see them! "Black Butler: The Beginning" (Red: Season 1) "Black Butler: Book of the Devil" (Red: Season 2) "Black Butler: Book of Black" (Red: Season 3)****

American Girl is an ambitious series of short stories. Each chapter takes place in one of the 50 States, chosen in the order in which they were admitted to the Union. Maryland Pennsylvania New Jersey Georgia Connecticut Massachusetts Maryland South Carolina Virginia New York North Carolina Rhode Island Vermont Kentucky Tennessee Ohio Louisiana Indiana

Lillian Adams is a long time friend with the Winchesters. She grew up with them, hunted with them. Sam was her best friend. The two were inseparable, attached at the hip as her mother would say. Sam was always there for Lily when she went through the worst part of her life. Well, until he went to college, leaving her behind. She was heartbroken, even more than she was before. But life goes on, and it did. Time passed and she thought it would be okay. Then she learns that John has gone missing. He was a father figure for her, so of course she was going to help find him. Little did she know that would mean coming face to face with the one person she never wanted to see again, who, ironically, was also the one person she desperately wanted to come face to face with after all this time. A part if her knew this was a bad, bad idea, but she couldn't help it. She wanted to help the brothers. She owed them that after all they did for her, but could she deal with having to see Sam Winchester again? Maybe it was better if she didn't.

"It's you I want," he lets me know, so quietly. My stomach tightens and my breath catches when his head falls forward, on to my shoulder. He breathes me in deeply, lashes fluttering over my skin. I'm the most dangerous person in this room, but when his lips press against me, I've never felt weaker. "Don't say that," I plead, because I want him too, and it's such an awful thing. He weaves his fingers into my hair, guiding my head to the side, then slowly moves his lips on my neck, right where my pulse thrums. I grip the leather of his jacket, and close my eyes tightly. "You know what I'll do to you," I remind him in a breath. I feel his mouth stretch wryly in a grin. "Do it," he whispers into my ears. "Reach into my skin and hold my beating heart in your hands. Take everything you can from me and show me the worst of it." His thigh slots between my legs, friction heating up my already scorching hot body. He's kerosene and I'm a flame. "But, I- "my words cut, when the grip in my hair tightens. My eyes open, his forehead presses against mine. "Because when I come back from it," he promises, pressing me against the wall, trapping me as his hand slips under my dress, fingerprints imbedding into my flesh, "I'll be the one under your skin and in your bones, baby." ~ Or; Briar feeds off of the malice she can cause and Seven has the power to pacify her before she can even try. Except, he doesn't want to.