Business owner Astoria, 25, is in for a surprise when Elias, 32, fresh out of prison, shows up at her doorstep, claiming she's his girlfriend.

"𝐃𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐏 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐏𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐈𝐃𝐒 𝐆𝐎𝐓 𝐌𝐄" Lucy, a young woman bored with her life and craving something exciting, begins writing letters to Mark Hughes, a notorious, dangerously charming inmate convicted of violent crimes. What starts as curiosity and fantasy turns into obsession when Mark becomes fixated on her in return sending her money, gifts, and eventually showing up in her real life. As their connection deepens, Lucy finds herself pulled between fear and desire. She's drawn to the thrill and danger Mark brings, even though she knows he's capable of terrible things. But the more she plays with fire, the closer she gets to being consumed by it. Mark doesn't just want her attention he wants her entire life. Her world becomes tangled in his as he pulls her into his web of power, control, and twisted affection. By the time she realizes it, it's too late she's become part of his empire, his possession... and maybe even his weakness. This is a heavily sexual book so before reading just know you gonna see a lot of smut and self masturbation. Slow updates.

There's a man in your attic. What will you do?

WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT!! A story in which a woman is married off to a war general who leaves for a five year war. When he comes back he is nothing like the man she met all those years ago. Unedited

When the cloak came off, the nakedness beneath it was colored a warm, dark umber color. Something he had never seen before. The shade was one of a kind, like the sun had made love with the melanin that filled her skin like it was her first love. The runes that covered her were light, like they had been etched into her skin by the moon's very own hand. This woman... this creature, she was covered in the symbols they were all taught as children, but a few stood out to Orion the most. Death. Consequence. Chaos. Liar. Feral. What was she? Orion didn't know, but he knew that he had been shown this dream for a reason: as instruction. You weren't just given dreams like that to log into a journal and then forget about. This was a divine entity calling to a subject they deemed fit to do the chore. But Orion didn't even really believe in that entity. It seemed he'd been given an be objective: Kill her. Stop her from getting to him, and make her suffer for even planning to in the first place- especially after all that the young aloha did to save his pack. She was beautiful. She was terrifying. She was dangerous. ... but Orion was about to learn that this objective was going to be incredibly difficult to execute. Because she was all of those things. But she was also his mate. COPYRIGHT 2016-2026 _macc_ I DO NOT GIVE PERMISSION TO REDISTRIBUTE MY INTELLECTUAL PROPERTY TO ANYONE OR ON ANY SITE

The candlelight was dancing around his skin now, too, as he stood there, still shirtless, exposing all of those muscles that she'd licked down and kissed up so much since the middle of May. Those were the same muscles she'd had countless wet dreams and day dreams about when she'd been locked up. Amusement had Carmen giggling as she thought to herself, And look at us now. Well, whaddya think?" Carmen asked, arms spread as she turned in a slow circle for him. Chance let out a low whistle that had her skin burning, and god, his voice was so gravely and even deeper than usual. A shiver slid down her spine as he said, "Bend over." As she planted her feet on the carpet, legs closed, she did as he requested. As her fingers brushed the carpet, she looked down at them, took in how they were shaking with excitement before she turned her head over her right shoulder so she could see his expression. She was glad she did. With the way that her boyfriend's face was twisted up, if she didn't know him, she'd have thought that he was grimacing in pain, not raw need. "I think I'm the luckiest fucking man on the face of the earth," He all but growled, eating up the distance between them in a few long and hurried strides. ~*~ You could say that Carmen and Chance are... pen pals. His momma calls her Birdie. After Wesley, a mutual friend between the pair, recommends that Carmen reach out to a skeptical Chance, a friendship blooms into much more. COPYRIGHT 2016-2026 to _macc_ I DO NOT GIVE PERMISSION TO REDISTRIBUTE MY INTELLECTUAL PROPERTY TO ANYONE OR ON ANY SITE

It was his smile. ©2015-2025 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED COPYRIGHT to _macc_ I DO NOT GIVE PERMISSION TO REDISTRIBUTE MY INTELLECTUAL PROPERTY TO ANYONE OR ON ANY SITE

Graylen hides a lot of things when he first meets Aubrey, and he doesn't know how to tell her of his true nature without scaring her or her son. All that comes crashing down when Aubrey does something completely simple. She drank from a coffee mug. That's what forced Graylen to reveal his true self to the woman he was in love with, and it had nothing to do with the shape or the design of the cup, but its contents. ©2014-2025 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED COPYRIGHT _macc_ I DO NOT GIVE PERMISSION TO REDISTRIBUTE MY INTELLECTUAL PROPERTY TO ANYONE OR ON ANY SITE