𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐁𝐎𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐏 {𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍} ↳ In which I, make mood-boards for yourself and your fics! ═ ═ ═ ╰☆╮ ═ ═ ═ 𝐌𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐈𝐦𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞: #3 in Bio: 04/01/25 @𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫 originally started: 27/12/24

"The dead can't commit crimes. And you can't kill someone twice." Cora Carter learned that the night she drove a knife into her brother's neck. Well, she also learned that slitting someone's throat is not the best way to kill someone. Or at least, not the cleanest. Cora has learned to stay alert, stay hidden, and stay alive-but secrets have a way of catching up. Her past refuses to stay buried, and the lines between predator and prey blur more with every step she takes. Trust is a luxury she can't afford, and desire is the deadliest temptation. In a world where survival is everything, Cora must navigate lies, lust, and murder-and decide which is worth risking for and which might finally be her undoing. Murder aside, she has bigger problems to worry about, like a certain someone. Tall, brown hair, emerald eyes and completely ripped. Goddamn, she was a dead girl. Contains mature themes and erotica. Recommended for readers 18+.

I should've been worrying about exams, not monsters. My biggest fight was supposed to be with algebra, not the undead. But the city doesn't care about what you deserve. It just chews you up and leaves the bones for the rats. My name's Leo. I was a high school nobody with a detective's eye and a past that kept bleeding through the cracks. Then the supernatural came knocking-fangs first. Vampires in leather jackets, demons in business suits, nightmares with faces too human to be real. Now my nights are spent chasing whispers about cursed relics and forgotten wars, all while something rotten coils tighter inside me. Every clue is a cut, every fight another bruise, every shadow a reminder that I'm not just the hunter anymore-I'm prey. They say coming of age is tough. Try doing it while the city's bleeding out and the monsters are circling. The halls of my school feel safer than the alleys, but only just. Because even here, behind lockers and neon lights, the darkness has a way of finding me. This is a slow-burn mystery, dripping with blood and cigarette smoke, where growing up means learning what it costs to fight shadows-and what it costs when the shadows fight back. Midnight Veils. The night doesn't care how young you are. It still bites.

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In the desert, an instant turns life into death and hate into love. In the desert, everything is different. Boundaries break down, and you find yourself doing things that you would never, ever have imagined. Lilly Linton finds this out the hard way: in the shadow of the pyramids, she and her boss, cold, calculating Mr Ambrose, must face death and danger together. Is the desert's heat enough to melt the cold heart of Britain's richest financier? WINNER of the PEOPLE'S CHOICE AWARD in the Wattys 2016 Sequel to Robert Thier's #1 Hit 'Storm and Silence'

"It is your choice," he said, stepping so close to me that our lips were almost touching. "Either do what I say - or get another job." My heart stood still as I gazed up into his deep, dark, dangerous eyes... In a world where women's only role in life is to sit at home and look pretty, Lilly is determined to fight for her freedom. There's only one problem: a powerful man blocking her way.

"𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐧 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮." Lonzo Mattia doesn't like strangers. When his underboss, Gabriel, invites his sister, Alexia, to stay at their house when her parents can no longer guarantee her safety, Lonzo is anything but pleased. The last thing he needs is something else to worry about, he only wants to build his empire without distractions. Alexia Dalton knows what she wants in life. After being brought up by vigilantes, Alexia wants to make a different path from the one that is set out for her. But when she moves into the mafia boss's house, nothing is simple when there are two mutual feelings between them. Hate and a lot of uncontrollable lust. Neither of them want to admit that they love the taste of it. ✧ ✧ ✧ Tropes: - Mafia Romance - Brother's boss/best friend - Forbidden Love - Strong FMC/Grumpy MMC - He falls first and harder - Dark themes - Spicy scenes

He's obsessed, insane even. He has to know her, watch her, touch her. She's his, and nothing will stop him. But she's smarter than he thinks.. ••• "You call me if he bothers you ever again, yeah?" "It's really nothing I-" he cuts me off "You'll call me." He says firmer "okay?" "Okay" I say softly, looking up at him. He's so fucking close to me. We just stand there for a moment and I'm having trouble remembering how to breathe. He leans closer, gently tilting my head up so that my eyes stay on him. "Good girl"

When photography student, Willow Kennedy, gets offered an internship with her college's renowned ice hockey team, The Michigan Wolverines, she anticipates three things: 1) Her twin brother being an unbearable and over-protective nightmare. 2) Her photographs not making any real impact whatsoever. 3) The team completely shutting out the curly-haired girl pointing a camera in their faces. What Willow didn't take into account, however, was the Wolverine's team captain. Rumoured NHL first draft pick, dreamboat and total game changer- Tate Wilder. With his infectious dimpled smile, sparkling green eyes and addictive personality, Tate quickly turns Willow's internship into a life-changing and eye-opening experience- one filled with love, friendship and opportunities. Willow didn't meet the Michigan Wolverines looking for love, and funnily enough neither did Tate, but love soon found them. ********* "Pretty please?" Her lip juts out in an irresistible pout and you'd almost think she was a sweet innocent flower judging by the puppy dog eyes she's flashing me. But that image is little tarnished by the hand she has dipped into my boxers. I can feel my Adams apple bob as I reply. "O-okay. Fine, you win this time." The smile I get in response is absolutely blinding. A full, mega-watt grin with teeth, crinkled eyes and blush on the apples of her cheek. I'll let her win everything if I get that fucking smile in return.