I'm a ghost. Or at least I think I'm a ghost. No one can see me and I've been wandering the world aimlessly for years. I don't remember a time I wasn't a ghost. One day I didn't exist and the next I did. For the past 5 years though I've been following a team of supernatural investigators that are working to bring down a trafficking ring. Why? Well humans are boring for one. Secondly these men are captivating. Not only are they sexy as sin but I feel drawn to them in a way I've never felt drawn to anyone else. So for the past 5 years I've tagged along and pretended to be one of them, dreaming of what would happen if I was real. What happens when a magical assault pops me out of the veil and into the real world? Chaos. And hopefully chocolate, that stuff looks amazing. ***All of the characters are my own in this story. The world building is also entirely my own.*** *** Cover made by notsodumbolivia*** The starting storyline and the summary of this book is based off of Kristy Cunning's Four Psychos as well as Raven Kennedy's Signs of Cupidity. The overall story line and the individual characters are different but there will be similarities between the female protagonists starting points and goals.

Uriella thought she had mastered control-over her life, her heart, her choices. Then came Davion St. James: magnetic, possessive, and impossible to resist. He refuses to let her go, even when passion and danger blur the line between desire and obsession. But just when she thinks she understands him, her past crashes back. Marcelo-the man who left her shattered-returns, reigniting a fire she thought was dead. Now Uriella is caught between two men, buried secrets, and a dangerous game of loyalty, love, and temptation.

"You can't take all of us, sweetheart." Valen's voice is smooth, teasing, but the way his fingers brush against my hip isn't playful. It's testing. Behind me, Fennec chuckles, his breath warm as he leans in, his lips barely ghosting the shell of my ear. "She could try." His voice dips lower, dragging heat down my spine. "I'd love to watch her try." ------------------------------- Soraya Cordova was never meant to survive. Stolen as a child and discarded as a mistake, she was given a second chance when the Cordovas adopted her into a life of wealth, secrets, and silent wars. But when her parents are declared dead and the world turns against her found family, she realizes survival is no longer enough, she needs to fight. Raised as assassins, her adoptive brothers have spent years keeping her in the dark, but now? Now, she's in the center of the storm. Wanted by the government. Hunted by the man who created her. And trapped in a dangerous game of love, loyalty, and lies with the only people who have ever mattered. Because in their world, trust is a weapon. Not all love stories are gentle. Some are jagged at the edges, built on shadows and sins, tangled in pasts too dark to escape. White Lies is one of those stories. It's about the things we do to survive, the lies we tell to protect, and the love that thrives even in the darkest corners. Read at your own risk.

Book 3 Valentijn Jansen is happy with the role he has been assigned for almost eighteen years. From a young age, it's his job to protect the growing Camilla and he does so to the great satisfaction of his employer. He violently suppresses his blossoming love for the girl, their age difference is simply too great; not to mention their different statuses in life, and moreover he misses something crucial between them; something he can't name. So far, he is trying to control that feeling by getting rid of his energy in the gym, but actually he needs more. Silas Müller saw the big, strong man once and the image of Valentijn being under his mercy has been haunting his mind ever since. As soon as he gets the opportunity to own him - and even in a legal way that is - he knows that he has to seize it with both hands. For this it's the intention that he marries, although that will not be with the source of his desire. Camilla Vaagevuur knows that she must escape her father's oppression, because as soon as she turns eighteen, he sells her to the highest bidder. Her life wasn't that much already, but she know it will only get more hellish from that point on. Her plan unfortunately doesn't work out, but that turns out to be less bad than expected, because this brings her face to face with the most handsome, but sadistic man she's ever seen. Maybe he can appease some of the guilt that has bothered her since birth. ... Disclaimer: English is not my native language, please bear with me. Corrections are appreciated. Contains a lot of 18+ text and in a man x man x woman setting. Read at your own risk! (23-4-25/6-9-2025)

✦ "𝐀 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐬 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐲." ✦ ♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡ ⋆. 𐙚˚࿔ My Husband 𝜗𝜚˚ I lazily open my eyes with a whimper. The basement. I'm in the basement. Im seated on a chair, my hands tied behind my back and my ankles tied against the chair legs. All because I tried to escape. Again. I start to sob quietly. I have no clue what he's going to do to me. The door infront of me opens and I flinch. He walks in. A monster. A devil. A psychopath. 𝗠𝘆 𝗵𝘂𝘀𝗯𝗮𝗻𝗱. ♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡ Evelyn wakes up from a coma with no memory of the past 2 years. Suddenly, she is married, has a husband, and lives in a fancy mansion. Evelyn tells herself she will attempt to remember everything but is it as simple as it seems?? ♡♡♡ Alexander is obsessed with Evelyn and keeps her all to himself. But when things don't go as planned and she looses her memory, he takes this as an opportunity to manipulate Evelyn. Alexander makes it his mission to prevent Evelyn from remembering the past. ♡♡♡ Nikolai doesn't like Alexander but has no choice but to work with him. He randomly bumps into Evelyn one day and instantly takes a liking towards her. Regardless of knowing she's Alexanders wife, he still can't seem to stay away from her. ♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡

(18+) *Complete/Unedited* Nova Bara is a twenty-three year old mix breed. Between necromancy and vampirism, she belongs to no one but herself. At least, until someone shows up at her door asking for her help. (18+ for graphic sex, language, and violence) ***** Rankings: #1 Paranormal Romance - 03/21/2022 #1 Omega - 03/18/2022 #1 WerewolvesAndVampires - 01/05/2022 #1 Necromancer - 11/27/2021

She was hired to clean his home, not unravel his heart.Dante lives in a world of violence, power, and control. Amore doesn't belong there-but neither does her softness.Still, something about her quiet defiance draws him in.Secrets fester, danger looms, and love becomes the riskiest game. As enemies close in, desire turns dead. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• His teeth graze my jawline as he growls low in his throat. "Beg prettier." "Please, Dante... I need it. I want you to make me cum...please." My voice cracks, desperate now. Finally, he chuckles, a dark, dangerous sound that sends heat pooling low in my belly. "Good girl." Without warning, he lets my legs drop from around his waist. I barely have time to catch my breath before his hands grip my thighs, spreading them wide as he drops to his knees in front of me. "Keep those pretty legs open." He commands, his tone leaving no room for argument. Then his mouth is on me. I gasp, my hands flying to his hair as his tongue flicks over my clit, sending shockwaves through my body. He groans against me, the vibrations making my knees threaten to buckle. "Oh-fuck... yes." I moan, my hips rocking instinctively. His hands grip my thighs tighter, keeping me pinned against the wall as he devours me like a man starved. His tongue moves with devastating precision, switching between slow, teasing licks and fast, relentless strokes that make my head spin. "Such a mess already." He growls against me. "You taste so fucking good." My fingers tug at his hair, my body trembling as I feel the orgasm building fast and hard. "Dante, I'm gonna-" "Not yet." he said, pulling back just enough to blow cool air on my throbbing clit. "I'll tell you when you're allowed." "Please, I'm so close..." I whimper, hips rolling. "You'll wait." His tongue dives back in, and this time, he doesn't hold back. The pace is brutal, unrelenting.

"Are you coming to bed firefly?" He says to me laying his hands over my waist joining me in looking over the city. "I want to look out for a little longer if that is alright?" I mumble hoping that he heard me anyways, I wasn't ready to walk into that bedroom, and I don't think I ever would be. "Of course, I'll be getting ready for bed, come in whenever you are ready." He says confidently and walks away leaving my waist cold something for which I am grateful. Especially when my mind burns with other more dangerous thoughts. The warmth that forever lingers in the air, never burning the skin, but always reminding about what is around us. I force air into my lungs feeling the unexpected warmth fill me. He stands in the room watching me even though he said he was getting ready for bed. He is worried about me, about me jumping. I have contemplated it I will admit, but he would stop me before I fell even two feet. I was stuck, and no one could save me. Not even myself, my fucking weak self. His presence is demanding no matter where we are, but right now I could sense everything about him, and I try to suppress the unwanted feelings that curl right under my skin. "Firefly? About done?" He calls out and I release my hand from the guard rail not realizing that as I looked at the lights that covered the shining city with the falling fire in the background that my subconscious was thinking about how nice it would be... how relieving it would be... to just fall. True freedom. I take a step back and wrap my hands together turning around to a fully clothed unchanged man and nod once. I could see the fear in his eyes that I would, he knows if he gave me the chance... I wasn't ready for this, but I had to survive. No matter what. Highest Ranks: #17 In Romance #5 in Soulmates

1st in hell as of June 23 2018 & July 2 2020 1st in demon as of August 24 2018 1st in forever as of June 12 2019 1st in fantasy-romance as of June 23 2020 2nd in soulmates as of June 19 2018 2nd in fantasy-romance as of July 12 2019 & June 22 2020 3rd in devil May 20th 2018 4th in demons out of 73.3k as of July 2 2020 23rd in love out of 160K as of September 22 2018 A 17 year old girl loses her whole family in an accident. She uses a Ouija board to try and contact them. But it's not her family that she reaches... "Is anyone there?" The eye moved to the 'Yes' " Are you my mother?" It goes to the 'No' very quickly. "Are you my father?" It goes to the 'No' "Then are you my brother....?" I trail off. This is scaring me. It slowly goes to the 'No.' "Then... Who are you? Read to find out more. This story is copy right mine it also will have sexual scenes and spelling mistakes you have been warned (so please dont comment on the spelling). Editing is currently going on thanks to calmwatersabernathy! P.s. I don't own any of the pictures on the stories except for the one I drew which I will say underneath the picture. I also respond to all comments!

As a human, I've always wondered what's life after death. It's always there at the back of my mind. Will I ascend to heaven or will I get burnt in hell? I'm so immersed on the thought of it that I've never once questioned if angels or demons even exist. But even if I did, I won't have an absolute answer either way. The world we live in has so much more to it than what meets the eye. They're everywhere watching our every move, waiting for our last breath. And when our time comes he'll be there gladly to take us away. -- A/N: Regular release schedule: Once a week (Due to circumstances, I will be indefinitely updating. Apologies and thank you loves) I hope you'll stay with me in this journey and I hope this story will have more readers each day. UPDATE: Book 1 of Grim Books now completed. See you on book 2 ❤️ Thanks lovesss x and you can cringe now. **COPYRIGHT: All rights reserved. ** ** Copyright © 2020 Kuppuruchi ** Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and everything simply came from my overly imaginative mind. I do not own any of the photos displayed in this story. Cover: Original photo by @kianidoyle 💭Hey you! How did you get here? Are you lost? Nevermind. For finding this hidden in the deepest deepest part of the pile here's your prize (☞ •̀ω•́ )☞ 🕸️🕸️🕸️🚪 💭What are you waiting for? Walk through the door. What? There are spiderwebs? 💭JUST GO (┛✧Д✧))┛彡┻━┻ 💭 *Murmurs* this is me forcing u to read my story (◍˃̶ᗜ˂̶◍)ﾉ" *laughs in evil*