𝓘 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓪𝓵𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓭𝓪𝓻𝓴 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓘 𝓶𝓮𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾... Michael's heart was set on one woman, the only person he envisioned spending forever with. But Alas, she could never return his love. Just when he had resigned himself to a life of unfulfilled longing, someone new steps into his world and turns his life upside down. Will it be for the better or will it be for the worse?

This is a fictitious story of Michael Jackson's life after he finds his true love Jasmine Devereux in the year 1988. This novel will take you on an emotional journey that follows all the trials and tribulations they endure through the years. Even though this story is fiction, it follows a realistic timeline of events that happened in this renowned entertainer's life.

This story follows Erillin Undomiel, the youngest daughter of Lord Elrond and sister to Lady Arwen. A courageous young elf who longed for more than the royal life. Her Father, however has hidden her true identity and has kept her within the Elven Realm of Rivendell. Longing to escape, she joins the Company and finds herself about to embark on the biggest adventure she could ever hope for. Is it love? Or is it life? Cover By: AintThatASin Happy Reads -Erika

There is no heart colder, no lust stronger, than that of a demon. ROMINA lived a docile life inside of her father's massive estate. With only her mother and the maids to keep her company, she grew up on the principle of solitude. Naïve, young and quiet, she was hidden from all eyes but one. AZIEL was a brooding man with a job to do. Invited into his colleague's home, he encounters a young woman. So sweet, so beautiful, so innocent...she was ripe for the picking, and Aziel was ready for a taste. Romina's father had always set rules in place to protect her from men. But Aziel was no man. MATURE UNEDITED COMPLETE 1 million reads December 1st, 2021. #1 in seduction #1 in sexscenes #1 in incubus #1 in demon #1 in kinky #11 in tragedy #11 in protective ib: your next door incubus, Jane Eyre, Beg For It

𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘺𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘳 ❝𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐠𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧,❞ 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐬, 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞, ❝𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐦𝐞, 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐆𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐞, 𝐰𝐡𝐨'𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝.❞ 𝙼𝙰𝚁𝙸𝙶𝙾𝙻𝙳 was born and raised within Vita Sanctis community walls, never knowing another life. She was taught to obey and never stray from the path of the Liberator; believing that only unwavering devotion can keep their people whole and together. This divine order crumbles when a wounded outsider is brought into their sanctuary. 𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐀𝐍 isn't the lost soul he pretends to be. He is a shadow in the night, a blade against a throat, a perfect shot to end a sinner's life-a name feared even by the darkest corners of the underworld. Marigold's innocence unsettles him and makes his lethal instincts falter. But hesitation in Damian's world is a death sentence. One assassin. One devotee. And a promise to burn the world. But will the flames be enough to erase the 𝐕𝐎𝐖 𝐎𝐅 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒-the one that declares devotion to twisted faith is the greatest blasphemy of all? ⚠︎AGE-GAP/FORBIDDEN LOVE ROMANCE [NAIVE CULT VICTIM x ASSASSIN] | ⚠︎HIGHLY MATURE CONTENT🌶

Falling in love with the woman he kidnapped wasn't on Alex's to do list that summer, he just wanted a fast, simple, and straightforward solution to his problem. Fuck, was he wrong. Finding freedom and peace with her kidnapper wasn't something Jade was ready for. Entangled with each other, their forbidden and illicit love will be tested to the limit and force them to make impossible choices. This STORY IS A SAMPLE. Full version only on Inkitt ✅Dual POV ❤️Forbidden love 💥Botched kidnapping 🔪Revenge 🖕Jealous exes 💀Touch her and die 👅Sex tape ***** "You're such a bad man. You're corrupting me, a good girl...in every possible way." She whispered so gently and grabbed my cock harder, making my eyes roll into the back of my head. This was undeniably true. I continued my exploration of her body, just gently, barely touching her hot skin and running my hand down her stomach so I could just linger on the band of her flimsy little panties and watch in the mirror how much she enjoyed it. "Your touch..." she turned to whisper into my lips, "feels so delicate...just the way I like it." Mmm fuck, no other woman had ever titillated my senses the way Jade seemed to so easily do. "But tonight...touch me like you own me." Jade spoke quietly about it. "Fuck me...like you own me." She pleaded. "Is that what you want, baby? To give all yourself to me?" I pushed it further and she grabbed me harder. "Yes. I want everything...with you." ***** ‼️This is an ADULT novel, only 18+. ❤️ [MATURE CONTENT 18+] Mafia and crime affiliation, explicit sexual content, mention and description of domestic abuse, profanity, violence, mention of murder, rape, and description of torture, etc. All Rights Reserved 2024 ©RJ7654

"You thought you could threaten her? That you could hurt her, violate her the way that you did and walk away alive?" His voice was filled with raw fury, each word like a blow. "Please," the Sower gasped, his eyes darting to the ghastly charred remains of his men. "I- We didn't mean-" Thane didn't let him finish. With a surge of heat, the flames flared from his body, engulfing the man in a swirling inferno. The Sower screamed, his cries echoing through the clearing as the fire consumed him, but it didn't end his life-not yet. Thane controlled the flames, letting them torture rather than kill, a terrifying display of his power and restraint. "Didn't mean to?" Thane echoed mockingly, leaning down so his face was inches from the Sower. His eyes burned with rage, dark and unrelenting. "You meant every word, every threat, every action. And now you'll burn for it." ******************** In a world torn by war, where men and women are divided into separate kingdoms, Fern, a healer and herbalist, sets out to end the decade-long conflict. Her quest leads her toward the men's kingdom, but an unexpected encounter with an injured man changes everything. Little does she know that the man is the undefeated Ghost of the Battlefield. He was notorious and feared for slaughtering female warriors. Despite the hatred in his eyes, Fern makes the decision to heal him, forging a bond that neither expected. As their worlds collide, they must face the scars of their past. Can a single act of kindness heal old wounds, or will the weight of their history destroy them both?

"Say another fucking word, I dare you." He snarls in my ear as his hold on my throat tightens. "You're a very kinky man. First knife play, then choking, what's next Archyn?" I smirk up at him, looking into his dark black eyes, "Are you going to fuck me to keep me quiet Archyn? Or are you just all talk?" "Mikaia stop it or I'll push you to your knees and fuck your mouth right now in front of everyone." He says, his hand that's not choking me coming up to brush a loose strand of hair behind my ear. "Again, you're all talk." I breathe out, keeping a moan in. "I'll fuck you better than that vampire did." He whispers against my neck, "I'll show you what you've been missing out on your whole life." His hand on my neck squeezes tighter, effectively cutting off my air supply. "I bet he doesn't know what a slut you are." He says and I nearly moan but force myself not to make a sound. I will not give him that satisfaction. Besides, nothing can happen anyways. He has a mate. COMPLETED! SEQUAL IN PROGRESS :)

"You can't take all of us, sweetheart." Valen's voice is smooth, teasing, but the way his fingers brush against my hip isn't playful. It's testing. Behind me, Fennec chuckles, his breath warm as he leans in, his lips barely ghosting the shell of my ear. "She could try." His voice dips lower, dragging heat down my spine. "I'd love to watch her try." ------------------------------- Soraya Cordova was never meant to survive. Stolen as a child and discarded as a mistake, she was given a second chance when the Cordovas adopted her into a life of wealth, secrets, and silent wars. But when her parents are declared dead and the world turns against her found family, she realizes survival is no longer enough, she needs to fight. Raised as assassins, her adoptive brothers have spent years keeping her in the dark, but now? Now, she's in the center of the storm. Wanted by the government. Hunted by the man who created her. And trapped in a dangerous game of love, loyalty, and lies with the only people who have ever mattered. Because in their world, trust is a weapon. Not all love stories are gentle. Some are jagged at the edges, built on shadows and sins, tangled in pasts too dark to escape. White Lies is one of those stories. It's about the things we do to survive, the lies we tell to protect, and the love that thrives even in the darkest corners. Read at your own risk.

"I want to defile you, destroy you, corrupt you in the most sinfully beautiful way. Break you until you're completely mine." "And then?" "Then I'll piece you back together, of course." He took another step in her direction, closing the distance between them. "Love can be holy." He said but the look in his eyes promised anything but. "It can be kind and gentle. It can be the flutter inside your chest when you feel someone touch you, the blush staining your cheeks when someone brushes his knuckles over them." To prove his point further, he took his knuckles and brushed them over her sharp jawline, all the way to her lightly dusted cheeks and sharp cheekbones. "However, love can also be vile. Dark and all-consuming. The kind of love that makes you want to fall to your knees and let it destroy you." He let his palm rest on her soft skin and felt the warmth she provided so carelessly travel to him. "That's all I can offer you." Nathaniel Russ is a man devoid of passion. Cold, stern, a tragedy with skin. A wreckage just seconds before the crash. A writer. He spends countless hours teaching philosophy at the local university, waiting for something to make the words crawl out of him with the same vigorous appetite they once did. And he finds it, at the most unexpected moment. Guinevere Westbrook is a woman haunted by the sins of her past. And she just happens to be the muse he had been waiting for, even though she refuses to accept it. So, he orchestrates a game meant for two. A game. That's all it was. Until it wasn't. Adult themes, proceed with caution. All images belong to their respective owners. Source: Pinterest.