"Who do you belong to?" he demanded then. "You." "Louder." "You! I belong to you!" "Good," he praised, sucking me back into his mouth. I screamed, arching my back. ➿⭐︎➿⭐︎➿ Emma Cassidy is only 17 when she got deathly ill, and haven been the politician's daughter, many have targeted her and hurt her for her father's choices. But someone finally came up in the works to offer to be her bodyguard. Her high school best friend, Jett Grey. Little did she know he had an ulterior motive. But there's more... Emma is being hunted by a serial killer, one known as The Carnival Killer who had been murdering innocents and taunting her through letters since she was 16. And another one... known as the Midnight Murderer who kills at night. Of which happens to be Jett. And he planned to finally take what was his, for The Carnival Killer has taunted his Emma for too long. Blood will be sprayed. And she will be under him, screaming his name. (this is part of a firenight sub-realm which is "Maddie's Favorite" in the book "Our Little Mouse". Maddie Rivers named her first child after the main character in this novel, Emma)

Heliophilia (n.) desire to stay in the sun; love of sunlight To be loved is to be known. Arabella Dawson Has never had anybody constant in her life. From parents always being away at work to one shitty friend, she doesn't know how to exist when people are looking. Flint Camero Has never needed anybody but himself. From a dead mother to an unpredictable father, he's doesn't know how to let people in. That all changes when he meets a burning ray of sunshine. Shitty at descriptions. But try please 🙏 Book 1 in the sun series

There's this silence between us that stretches longer than it should, and it wraps around my chest like a weighted blanket. My throat tightens. I stare at him like I'm trying to memorise the face of someone who shouldn't exist. A dream made real. My lips part before I can stop myself. "Were you sent by my dad to take care of me?" The question hangs in the air, trembling like the last leaf in autumn. Aiden's gaze softens. His lips tug into the gentlest smile I've ever seen. It's the kind of smile that could mend broken wings. "No" he whispers. "I volunteered." The words hit harder than I expect. Like a punch wrapped in silk. I gasp, air leaves me in a rush I can't reclaim. But before I can fully process what he's just said, he takes a step closer. His fingers ghost over my cheek, brushing away a tear I didn't realise had fallen. And then-he kisses me painfully slow. His hand cups the back of my neck, anchoring me to a moment I never want to end. And just when I think it's over, he pulls away just enough to look at me. His thumb traces the damp trail of tears down my cheek. He doesn't say anything. He just leans in again, and kisses them away. One by one. My tears. My pain. My silence. All kissed away by a boy who didn't come to save me because someone sent him. He came because he chose to.

In 1921, Esme Evenson's newborn son was declared dead. She mourned him and then she followed him into a cliff. She never knew he lived. Stolen from a morgue by a Child of the Moon, the boy was healed with cursed blood and raised in the shadows-moving from forests to forgotten cities, growing up between lies, full moons, and survival. His name is Augustus Arkwright. He is charming, feral, and quietly convinced that everything he loves eventually breaks. With his morally grey mother and the brother he begged her to save, Gus grows up hidden from the world... and from the truth of what he is. But secrets rot. Blood remembers. And some graves are empty for a reason. 🌕🌖🌗🌘🌑🌒🌓🌔🌕 Monsters are tragic beings. They are born too tall, too strong, too heavy. They are not evil by choice. That is their tragedy.

(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

Raven Rose Kelly doesn't need saving. She's twenty-three, broke, drowning in debt, raising her little brother alone in a shitty trailer, and working herself to the bone just to keep food on the table. She's tired, angry, sharp-mouthed, and too damn stubborn to let anyone close. Ali Vitelli doesn't ask permission. Ex-gangster. Heir to dirty money. Dangerous, obsessive, and used to taking whatever the hell he wants. The moment he lays eyes on Raven-fiery, beautiful, with a mouth that could cut glass-he's hooked. She calls him a creep, spits venom at him, and yet he's already made up his mind. She's his. What starts as stalking in the shadows turns into something neither of them can control-an obsession laced with lust, rage, and secrets too heavy to carry. Raven is a storm Ali can't put out. Ali is a danger Raven can't escape. But when survival has always meant keeping her guard up, will Raven let herself fall? And when Ali swears to protect her-whether she wants it or not-will his love free her... or cage her?

𝗖𝗮𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗹𝗶𝗿𝘁𝘆 𝘀𝘂𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗰𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗱 𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗯𝗯𝗼𝗿𝗻 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁? Banks Woods has met a lot of people in her life. People who traumatized her. People who abused her. People who left and gave up on her. She has many titles ranging from The ugly child, The attention-seeker, The broken-hearted, The controlling one, The bitch. Lance Astor was probably someone whom she never expected to meet. In exchange for breaking his nose, he gives her a new title that sticks with her until her mind starts spinning. Pretty. Why does he call her pretty even though she doesn't feel like it? He calls her beautiful even though she feels far from it. Banks wants nothing to do with Lance because of how opposite they are, but the more she tries resisting him, the more he gets under her skin. The more she tries ignoring her feelings, the more he makes her feel. The more she tries hiding, the more he makes her feel alive.

𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 ••••• 𝐋𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 has been through hell. At age six, she was kidnapped and gone through the unimaginable. After half a year she was rescued and brought back alive yet with many scars covering her body and soul. At age nineteen, she was pushed into a marriage with a man she didn't love. A man that didn't even glance her way. At age twenty-one she became a widow. A year after her marriage, her husband died in a brutal attack. Now, she is forced to marry the man she hates the most. The older brother of her deceased husband. ••••••

𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐠𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐲 𝐱 𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 𓅪 Surviving on the streets as a girl has been more than difficult for Ophelia. So when a opportunity of stealing money shows up, she's more than ready to take it. The decision she makes, brings her into a world she never imagined to be in and entangles her into the life of Rome. A mysterious man who's not ready to let go of her yet. ••••••••••••• "Can I call you Romeo?" I joked. "No." Was his immediate answer. He was boring! It was just a fun nickname. •••••••••••••

He didn't stop when he reached her but leaned forward and kissed her hard, on the mouth. The air left her lungs. Maybe it was because it was her first kiss or because he had kissed her, she didn't know but her lungs were burning, her lips were on fire. She was one fire. It ended in a second. She stared at him with wide eyes as he stared back. His hand traced her forehead, nose, lips and then chin as it stopped on her throat. She knew, by God she knew he could feel her pulse, the heat on her cheeks. "I'm home." Dean Woodland left two years ago without a word or sound and now he is back to bring his belongings with him.