"Please let me go." I scream hitting my fists against his back. My hands hit him repeatedly. He drops me down suddenly and for a second I thought he was letting me go. ♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡ ✦ "𝐀 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐳𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞... 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞." ✦ ♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡ ⋆. 𐙚˚࿔ Mysteker 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ I scream loudly from frustration I throw everything across the room. The TV smashes. Glass decor shatters. The room becomes a mess. Tears sting my eyes. I scream again. Then I feel his arms around me. Caging me into a hug as I let out a sob of frustration. I'm stuck here. Again. ♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡ Aurora has been stalked for the past 3 months by a man who she drunkingly spent a night with. She has no memory of his face making it harder to find out who he is. Aurora has no clue that her stalker could be someone far or someone so close to her. ♡♡♡ Noah has been fascinated and obsessed with Aurora ever since that night and decides to stalk her after realising she has no memory of him, making it a game for Aurora to find out his actual identity. ♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡

|STEAMY ROMANCE| 18+ "Oh, how bad I want to corrupt you, ruin you. But you're not ready for that." As much as I want her beneath me, writhing, begging me to stop. There is a time and a place for all that, which now is not the time nor place. A blush forms on her cheeks as she looks away. I put my finger under her chin and gently lift her face. "Look at me, my love. I want to see those beautiful cherry cheeks of yours." I love how responsive she is to me. Seeing her blush and shy away from me is one of my favorite things about her. "Stop, Ansel," she giggled. "You can't just say things like that and expect me to remain unfazed". I find it amusing that she is completely unaware of the power she has over me. God, if we didn't have to leave, I would've shown her what she does to me. "I'm not going to apologize, my love. You make me want to give you the world, yet corrupt that innocent aura you have. Let's go, darling, we are going to be late." I take her hand and guide her to the passenger side of the door, opening it, allowing her to climb into the car. Walking to the drivers' side, I get in making sure she is buckled, before buckling myself. Once I see her buckled, I start the car, putting my hand on her thigh. When Emory Miller attracts Ansel Dubois' attention, things are destined to happen.

"I really am sorry." "I know. Now lift your skirt for me," he demands, standing behind my sprawled out figure on his desk, rolling up the sleeves of his button up. I feel my face flush, and I lift my cheek from its position on the solid wood desk to where I knew they were standing, waiting. I lock my wide eyes with pale green ones, knowing Sebastian's my best chance at avoiding punishment. All I receive in return is a slow, smug grin, and then a shrug, telling me I'm all out of luck. I watch as he gets comfortable, leaning against the dark wood walls and sliding his hands in his now slightly creased pant pockets. My eyes flicker over to Nik and Oliver, who moved to take up the leather armchairs at each corner of the desk, each with wicked gleams in their eyes, feasting on my vulnerable position. I shiver as I feel Elijah's cold hand run up the back of my thigh softly, only to pinch the goosebump-covered skin just under the curve of my ass, jolting me into awareness. "You know I don't like waiting, pretty girl," he chides, leaning into me so I can faintly feel his even breaths whisper along my neck. I lift my hands and reach behind me to pull up my fitted skirt so that my panty-clad bottom is hit with the effects of the slightly too-high air conditioning. I shiver in anticipation of Elijah's hard hand, knowing that despite my fear, I'm also more excited than I've ever been. His hand suddenly reaches into the side of my underwear from behind and he slides his fingers through my soaking folds, leisurely stroking my clit. I inhale a sharp gasp of air, electricity flowing through my pussy at his mere touch. "You're such a good cunt for us, aren't you, sweetheart? Are you going to take your punishment like a good girl now?"

When Emma moves back home after dropping out of med school, she is not excited to share a house with her mother again. They do not get along, and she doesn't expect that to change any time soon. But then Emma finds out, she won't be spending the first few weeks back home with her mother. Mom's out of town, but the house is not empty. Because Dan has moved in. Her mother's boyfriend. And Emma grows to like him just a little too much. Like things with her mother weren't difficult enough to begin with... --- Contains mature themes

Alison Abbott is an 18 year old art student. She is spending the summer before her freshman year of college with her boyfriend and his family at the beach. She has been through her fair share of trauma, depression, and struggles with trying to heal from her childhood. Warren Sallow is a happily married man with four children. He's a successful surgeon, wealthy, handsome, a doting father, and a loving husband. He has everything he could ever want. Alison and Warren realize quickly that they share a deep attraction to each other. They begin an affair. The problem? Alison is dating Warrens son... WARNING: This book is 18+ only. It contains extremely sexual content, a substantial age gap relationship, instances of self harm, adultery, and many other adult themes. Read at your own risk. BUY BETRAYAL NOW ON KINDLE or KU, LINK IN BIO

Elorai. They burnt my lab to the ground. They killed my scientists... with their claws. The white, pristine walls they coated with blood and brain matter. Now they're glaring down at me, teeth bared. But they won't kill me. No... they'll take me instead, keep me in a cage, and bind me forever to them. Joke's on them. They're insane if they think I won't claw my way out. * Ronan. Knox. Lucas She was our target-the one we were sent to kill. And that's what we originally planned to do. But we had her beneath our teeth, and instead of pleading for her life, she fucking glared at us. Daring us. Worst part? Our alpha wills weren't working. Her scent bothered our wolves. So we changed our minds. We'll keep her... for now. And kill everyone who tries to take her from us. **** Elorai-or "Lo," like her scientist buddies called her-was just fine, living her life as a test subject for her white-coated handlers, getting cut open and sewn back together, until one day they looked at her and tagged her successful. That's when everything shattered. In an instant, her lab was destroyed and everyone she knew was killed. She tried to run, but her attackers caught her. Werewolves... or mad beasts, like her scientists called them. The plan was to kill on sight-but all three beasts looked down at her, their eyes gleaming... And something shifted in their gazes. That's when she knew she was in trouble.

You're abused. He's wrathful, and a Canine God. What do you think your story will be when a werewolf legend like him finds you and you're mated to him? +16

BOOK 3 "Dance with me Tallulah." His whisper slithered over my skin, tempting me to comply. I smirked as I brought forth my current, allowing it to course my skin. I put my hand in his expecting him to fall to the ground from my immense shock. He only smiled, clasping his long fingers around my hand, tugging me up from my chair. I gasped as he pulled me in, forcing my body flush with his. I called on my full power, letting my electricity flow through him. Why wasn't he reacting? Anyone else would have been screeching in paralyzed agony. He hummed as I tripled the amount of electricity that would normally kill a man. "I suggest you stop. All that powers making my cock hard." He whispered, letting his blood stained lips graze my ear. ~~~ Tallulah has been in hiding since she was a baby. As the first half demon child to walk the earth, her father, demon rebellion against the vampire royals, wanted to shield her from supernatural backlash. But it was her fate that worried him most. The fate that a certain horrible, emotionless royal would take her as his own. Her father preferred a mortal life for his precious Tallulah than suffer eternity mated to the heartless blood thirsty Augustus Vercelis. Augustus is formally known as Augostino Vercelis, royal throne holder of the undead. Although he is indeed a murderous vampire, he hadn't enjoyed the bloodied kill of his thirst in over 200 years. His curse had him bound to good nature. At least until he finds the mystery creature that holds the ultimate gift of soul-mated love. If he can have her, he is free to lead the life he pleases, with zero constraints. And he is determined to make Tallulah his when he feels her blade deep in his heart. She's a feisty little mouse, but he likes the chase. (Warning: This book has intense mature scenes! Kink shaming comments will be deleted. Augutus has lived almost a thousand years with zero emotional attachment to anyone, his love is an acquired taste and doesn't come naturally.)

ALEXANDRA He's supposed to house me for the summer, keep me in check from running wild. I am but a spoiled child in his eyes, nothing but a person who came to disturb his peace. He makes me work, watching my every movement even when I know he has better things to do, when I know he wants nothing to do with me. He's nothing like the boys in the city, then again, he's not a boy at all nor are we near the city. Everyday I feel myself going breathless with each touch from him. I feel my heart race as I see him working. I feel each order resonate across my body, making me ache in a way that I know it's wrong. I shouldn't want him, not when he's my father's best friend. HEATH He asked me for a favor, to house his daughter and make her see how harsh reality is. It was supposed to be easy when she's what I expected with her red shoes and quirky mouth. I shouldn't have an issue telling her what to do when all she does is get under my skin with each comment, when she's making my life harder than it already is. But with each passing day, it gets harder to ignore the way she makes me feel. I have to hold my breath each time I'm near her, stop myself from wanting to touch her and do things I shouldn't do. I'm not supposed to want her, especially not when I'm twice as old as her. All Rights Reserved ©solxr28 ©asj_28 June 10 2022