"With Edward it was completely different, he made me feel insecure, he made everything feel distorted, love was obsession, desire was slavery, affection was dependence" FROM CHAPTER 4: "I don't think I'm dressed appropriately, and then..." I replied, almost saddened by the truth, "I don't think I'm enough." In a single breath, Finn grew serious, his face darkening, jaw clenched. He moved swiftly, erasing the space between us. "How can you think such a thing?" My heart began to race, heating the air around us. With a firm yet gentle gesture, he took hold of my chin. His eyes lingered on my lips, which parted as if searching for a breath of fresh air, and with a half-smile, he brushed their edges. The sensation stirred something deep inside me, making a soft moan escape my lips. "This is the only thing you should be thinking about in my presence." Ophelia is a young woman in search of her true nature, torn between feeling worthy of love and feeling free to be herself. --- This story is a work of fiction and is therefore protected by copyright: any use, total or partial, without my consent will be prosecuted according to the law. All rights reserved by the author Salimeh49 ©℗

Surrender to the night-where pleasure is eternal and every kiss could be your last. "Crimson Nights: Erotic Vampire Stories" plunges you into a world where wickedly beautiful immortals prowl the darkness, seducing their prey with intoxicating power and insatiable hunger. Behind every shadow is a secret craving, every caress a dangerous game. In these pages, vampires entwine with mortals in midnight affairs that blur the line between pain and ecstasy, dominance and surrender. From feverish encounters in candlelit crypts to illicit liaisons in glittering penthouse suites, these stories pulse with raw desire and unrestrained passion. Give in to your darkest fantasies-these vampires are here to take more than just your blood.

Every mask cracks. Some are broken on purpose. Victoria Reynolds thought her art was the only way she bared her soul. Each canvas was a confession in color, a truth she would never dare to speak aloud. Until Alexander Jennings noticed. Wealthy. Magnetic. Mercilessly composed. He saw what others dismissed - the fractures beneath her restraint - and summoned her into his world with a single sealed envelope. A commission, he called it. Generous pay. Discretion required. But when she steps inside Jennings House, Victoria learns the truth: the commission is not about paint or canvas. It is about her. Alexander is steel, unyielding in his gaze. Sasha Montgomery is silk, dangerous in her softness. Together, they strip away her defenses, testing what lies behind the mask she has always worn. Caught between fear and desire, shame and surrender, Victoria must decide: will she cling to the safety of the life she knows... or risk everything to become what they see in her?

A city boy and a ranch raised boy, friends by fate and brothers by decree, find themselves seeking work miles from the city. An old man, Jun, offers to pay for them to fix up his old, worn down farm, once beaming with life before his daughter passed in an accident. City boy Takumi dreams of his own farm and ranch boy Daiki needs money to look after his alcoholic mourning father, everything seemed to work out well. Until it didn't. Takumi falls In love with Jun's granddaughter Yuko, who reveals malicious secrets of the farm from a time where it was beaming with life and colour. They decide to explore these secrets, ending up at the farm 4 years ago, the time Yuko's mother deceased, toying with the prospect of time. Will they manage to prevent her death? Or will their actions permanently damage their future, forever?

Anaya Harris is a 20-year-old preacher's kid who goes to church every Sunday and attends choir practice on Saturdays. One day, a biker gang, Samcro pays a visit to her family's church in search for a estrange relative. While working at a club one night, she encounters one of the members, Juan Carlos "Juice" Ortiz. Anaya finds herself spending quite some time with him and the two end up catching hard feelings for each other despite the disapproval of her father and the rest of the Samcro members who eventually warms up to her.

Valentine Ichido aka Val, a rebellious 21 year old thief, who becomes the Living Piece (a powerful artifact capable of mastering all mage classes), after he wears an ancient ring he stole. Caught between light and darkness, and hiding a dangerous Eater heritage, Val joins the Aegis Unit to stop a rising evil known as the Syndicate. With his cursed powers, a team of elite mages, and a shadow wolf at his side, Val must decide if he's a weapon of destruction-or the world's last hope.

"You are mine to kiss," Damian kisses me and runs his hands through my hair. "You're mine to own," He sank his teeth into my shoulder, marking me and owning me forever since we were mates. "You are mine too fuck," He bends me over his desk, thrusting deep inside of me. "You are mine to love," He trails kisses all over my neck, whispering words of love and affection in my ear. "You. Are. Mine." Damian Reed gives me a beautiful diamond ring, which must cost a fortune, but he doesn't care how much money he spends on me, he could give me the world. Damian Reed is my stepbrother, we have a strained relationship, we always avoided each other, and I think he hates my existence. He's an Alpha, he's hot, cruel and a total player, jumping between girls since he doesn't believe in mates. Until he finds out that I'm his mate, his omega, our bond is forbidden and taboo, but he sets his mind to own every single part of me even if he has to kill those around him. [𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬]

On his planet, women don't choose, they're chosen. When a male claims a life partner, it is final. Permanent. Absolute. Belle, a university student, travels to this uncharted world for research. But she's unprepared for Thraxos, the towering, pale-blue warrior who rules with unchallenged strength and sees her as the one thing he's been missing. He's never chosen a life partner. Never needed one. Until her. But Thraxos doesn't love the way humans do. His affection is possession. His protection is control. And Belle's fire only draws him closer. Now, caught in a place where her voice means little and her body is his to claim, Belle must decide: resist the darkness, or surrender to the one male she was never meant to survive.