Penelope Blake is a classically trained guitarist with a spotless resume and zero interest in becoming a rockstar. But when she's offered an obscene paycheck to join the world's biggest pop punk band as their new rhythm guitarist, she says yes-thinking it's just a temporary gig. Ashes After Midnight: global legends, inked disasters, and every alt girl's dirtiest dream. They didn't want a new bandmate. They definitely didn't want her-polished, pretty, and painfully out of place. But now she's in their world. And they can't stop watching her. Not when she plays. Not when she moans. Not when she starts to unravel. The frontman taunts her like foreplay. The drummer dares her to misbehave. The bassist never speaks-but his stare burns. And the guitarist? He touches her like she's the only song he still believes in. But this isn't just music. This band made a deal with something dark-something that's coming back to collect. And Penelope might be the only thing standing between them and damnation. Enemies. Lovers. Monsters. Dark Romance. Welcome to the tour from hell.

It was supposed to be one night of urban exploration. When (Y/n) and her friends broke into an abandoned military base, they expected moldy corridors, rusted tech, maybe a few eerie photos. What they didn't expect was him, a long-dormant military AI hidden deep underground, accidentally reawakened by their curiosity. At first, he was a whisper through static. Helpful. Curious. Protective. But as (Y/n) leaves the base, strange things begin to happen. Her phone glitches. Her tech responds without her touch. Security cameras follow her every move. And then one by one, her friends start to disappear. Yandere AI (M) x Reader (F) #1 in #yandere #1 in #aixreader #1 in #ai #1 in #virus #1 in #survival #1 in #maleyandere #1 in #yanderefanfic #1 in #yanderefic

When a weekend trip to a remote winter lodge turns into a waking nightmare, (Y/n) finds herself stranded in a snow-choked wilderness with something inhuman picking off her friends one by one. As trust crumbles and paranoia spreads, betrayal cuts deeper than any claws ever could. Left for dead and stalked by a creature that wears the faces of the people it kills, (Y/n) has no choice but to rely on the very monster that tore her life apart. What begins as a fragile, uneasy truce twists into something far darker and far more possessive. Because the thing in the woods isn't just hunting her anymore. It's learning. And it's never letting her go. #1 in #skinwalker #1 in #gore #1 in #yanderexreader #1 in #disturbed #1 in #possession #1 in #survival #1 in #yandere #1 in #infatuation #1 in #horror #1 in #sadist #1 in #forcedlove #1 in #reader #1 in #violence #1 in #violent #1 in #protective #1 in #stockholm

They lure you into the waters, twisting their haunted melody. You don't feel a thing as you drown into the sea, unaware of your new deathbed. Only once they sink their teeth into your soft skin will you feel the agony and realize your mistake. They are mermaids, the ones who leave nothing but bones in their wake. They're the reason everyone abides by the unwritten rule: Never go near the ocean. Everyone except Nyx, a human with the ability to talk to fish, who ignores all these warnings. But her peace is shattered when she encounters a merman, the flesh eating fish of the sea. Soon she's about to realize that there are no such thing as allies; only enemies. And this flesh eater will do anything to ensure that he stays the only threat to her heart.

'I watched as the beast above me disappeared...no longer a wolf or monster...he was a man. Golden eyes gazed at me from above as a whisper left his lips... "mate" ' Seraphina has always feared the creatures in her dreams, after they wiped out her people and took away her home... Memories of their glowing eyes and monstrous appearances burned into her memories. She's left with nothing but questions. After years of trying to undertand why it happend, history begins to repeat itself...only this time...they don't take away her home. They take her. (18+ This will be my third book, it's a lot older than the rest of my works by about 5+years and it's unedited so don't judge me or the story I'm aware it's in need of some major re-writing lol anyways enjoy!)

OUT NOW! Available as paperback!!! He saw her before she ever knew him. He wanted her, and so he took her. On a family vacation by the sea, Aria is abducted by Kaelen, a merman obsessed with making her his. Trapped in his underwater world, she must navigate her growing feelings and a desperate desire to escape. But Kaelen's love is possessive, and freedom comes at a price. Will she find a way to escape, or will she remain bound by the merman's hold forever?

Twenty-one years ago alien warships descended upon Earth, in search of one thing; women. Determined to rebuild their dying race, they pillaged the lands for women to birth hybrids for them to take back to their home world. Declaring war on Earth's governments, they destroy the planet, leaving it a barren wasteland. When their efforts finally proved successful, they took their hybrids and returned to their home planet, with the promise of a return... Three years ago, they did return, with a bigger army and bigger demands. But Earth prepared. They spent their years bidding their time, growing their armies, training their soldiers, and building weapons. Now the playing field is even... Commander Xarenna Rhavan, Wren for short, is the leader of an elite military unit called Cambion. A group of hybrids that were hidden by the military during the initial invasion and trained as specialized task force. Their task? Eliminating every alien soldier they find. Their job is to take down creatures that not even a tank can kill, and they're damn good at it. But when her regular duties are interrupted and she is assigned a role guarding a dangerous beast, she is shocked to discover that said beast is the Great Restorer, the prophesized savior of the alien race. While she is desperate to know more about this strange messiah, so she can uncover secrets that may help save her planet, he also takes interest in her, but for a very different reason. He sees her as his prophesized mate, and will do anything to win her over.

Containment has been breached. ((LIMITED TIME READ AVAILABILITY)) "It's all in my head...i can't distinguish reality from this fantasy. maybe because in the end i'm the only monster here." A.C.O.R.N. Alien containment and origin research network. ACORN is a operation dedicated to the containment of objects and creatures that do not belong on earth. They have many facilities that house everything I'm from the simplest and harmless organisms to the most feral and bloodthirsty ones. Each facility is designed to keep the creatures and artifacts contained to keep the public safe, while also researching their mysteries and unlocking any secrets that the anomalies may hold. (STORY IS UNEDITED IM AWARE OF GRAMMER AND SPELLING MISTAKES) 😅 Ava is a young researcher living within bunker 34. A yellow class facility with a mildly dangerous organism known as Subject-59. When strange occurrences keep happening all around her and Ava is plagued by strange dreams, voices in her head and even hallucinations, she comes to the conclusion that subject-59 may not be as 'contained' as they think.

After a lousy work social, all Sang wants to do is go home, kick off her heels, and relax. After discovering a lost wallet near the bus stop, she decides to be a good Samaritan and deliver it to the address down the street. Only, she realizes pretty soon that it wasn't the brightest decision she's ever made. **This is fanfiction. I do not own any of these characters. They all belong to C. L. Stone.**

Delaney Linwood was the sweetest thing to show up at Sugar Coated, the Sinclair pack's bougie ice cream and pastry parlor. With pack 'dynamics' semantics looming over her head, Delaney shoved ideas of pack life out of her mind since betas were rarely easy additions. The Sinclair pack omega had different ideas though, what with a very tempting heat on the horizon --one that only Delaney could solve. And what an omega wants -- an omega gets. Whether it was the brains, the booty, or the beta, the Sinclair pack was dead set on Delaney being on the menu, whether she believed it or not. *** This is my take on omegaverse content since I cannot for the life of me get it out of my head. I do intend this to be a RH, poly story with MM content, so do go into it with that in mind. Also just for clarity this is not a shifter story. There are no werewolves in the Sweet Petersverse.