The best things in life are rarely planned

Twenty three year old agoraphobic Kevin Price lives a tame and routined life. Until a new neighbor moves in next door.

Like any other teenager, I wanted a damn break from school. Well, a murder on campus gave me that break. Sadly (for me, mostly) the murder had to do with my new... "friend": a homicidal, obsessive, cunning, and possessive stalker with an irritating sense of humor. How did I stumble onto the stalker of all stalkers? no. damn. clue. What I do know is that they text me obsessively, kill people around me, and threaten my friends and family if I throw away my phone or tell the cops. Well, they cover the categories of insane, murderous, and annoying, so I'm already screwed. But that doesn't mean I'm going down without a fight.

New York City, 1944. While war consumes Europe and fills headlines, notorious criminal Kevin Price rules Manhattan with an iron fist. His ruthless control makes exception for none, until he crosses paths with one Connor McKinley

Mature Content Warning: R18+

You can read this as a standalone story! Sartori #1 "Damien... got addicted to me." Damien, the youngest boss of the Sartorian Mafia, was a man who could not be calmed. Illegal drugs were his way of coping with his anger, until he discovered a strange aroma. He never expected to experience true euphoria from a woman's natural scent, something far more intoxicating than the effects of the drugs he once relied on. . . . WARNING: This story is unedited! All chapters are in their first drafts! Thank you!

You can read this as a standalone story! Sartori #2 "I abused Diablos..." Diablos, the third-born boss of the Sartorian Mafia, was a man who could not be tamed due to his uncontrollable anger. He had to drink the bitter medicines prescribed by the family doctor to keep himself restrained. Never did he imagine that he would taste the sweetest sensation from a woman's skin, far better than bitterness. That taste became the only thing that kept him under control during his fits of rage. But because of his obsession with it, his kindness was abused. . . . Mature Content Warning: R18+

"Looks like you're already falling for me." 𝐃𝐁𝐂 𝐂𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 # 2 (TW, look at the description first before reading) After Beckett ran away from his abusive mother, who hated him, a man brought him to a mysterious mansion. There, he encountered some unusual people, and strange events began to unfold. He felt threatened, scared, and anxious just being in that place. Then he met Nicklaus, and it felt like love at first sight. However, there was something unsettling about him that Beckett couldn't quite identify. Living there was driving him to the edge of madness. Why did it seem like he was the one losing his mind when the others were the real problem? Would he be able to survive in that place or not? 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 ☆ 𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅 & 𝒔𝒐 𝒐𝒏 ☆ 𝒑𝒔𝒚𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒉/𝒑𝒔𝒚𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒄 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 ☆ 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕 ☆ 𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒃𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒎 ☆ 𝒑𝒐𝒍𝒚𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒚 •𝒃𝒙𝒃 •𝒃𝒙𝒃𝒙𝒃 •𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝚁𝙴𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙳𝙴𝚁: sometimes I don't do proofreading so...sorry for the typos and grammatical errors. -ediyoursna

ORIGINAL | School of Supernaturals "D-did you just collar me?" "Because you're being a bitch, yeah..." He was then pinned to the wall. "Now, you're my bitch." "What if I don't want to be, fucker?!" "Funny you think you can do whatever you want in my territory." It all started when Kenneth Lee accidentally killed a classmate; now he's dumped in a school for Supernaturals as they try to find out where he belongs-collared in the arms of an Alpha King? A school with Ghosts | Shapeshifters | Vampires Will Ken survive as a 𝙂𝙤𝙙?