"You're so fucking spoiled. You'd make me sick if you weren't so adorable."He says, leaning back in his recliner and bringing his glasses back up to his eyes. ..... Whimper out, looking up him as my legs shake. He slowly looks up, turning towards me. We lock eyes, and then his eyes slowly move down to the vibrator tied tightly against my clit. "What's that?"he questions. "Are you ready to admit you're wrong?"he asks, putting his book down. I moan loudly before shaking my head. He shrugs and lifts his book again. "Fine then. Stay like that." .... ...... The daughter of the wealthiest woman in town has always had a price on her head. Everyone thinks we'll, she's the heir of the Retca fortune, surely if they had her they could blackmail her mother for millions, but they didn't anticipate she would have her secret weapon. the Butler.

Dr. Elena Voss has spent her life walking the line between the living and the supernatural. Trained to heal minds scarred by possession and trauma, she has faced darkness most would flee from, and survived. But nothing in her experience could prepare her for Max. By day, he is quiet, gentle, almost painfully ordinary, a man who seems lost in his own life. By night, he becomes something else entirely. A demon awakens within him: charming, terrifying, unpredictable, and merciless. It delights in the suffering of others, feeding on fear, chaos, and blood, and yet, Elena is the first person it cannot dominate. Fearless, unflinching, and intriguing, she becomes an obsession the demon cannot resist. In the haunted halls of St. Catharine's Asylum, a place meant to contain the mentally unstable, Max's other self rules unchecked. The patients tremble at his presence, the staff whispers about the impossible, and Elena must navigate the terrifying divide between the man she sees and the monster that lurks within. As the nights grow darker, Elena realizes this is no ordinary battle of good versus evil. The demon does not merely want to survive-it wants her. And even when she thinks she has banished it, she will discover that some darkness cannot be tamed, some obsessions cannot be broken, and some monsters are only just beginning their hunt.

This story is not about rejection or my pack beause I would have had to know about werewolves before I fell in love with one. With a family cabin alone in the woods, a black winged wolf as company from the loneliness, and life's struggles to get threw those bumps in the road. All I need was someone I could feel safe and a connection I never had with anyone. How do you know when you find your other half. My friend told me it was a rollar coaster of emotions all at once as I wondered if this is what she ment when I looked at the sexy green eyed man that walked in on me completely dripping naked. And here I am Sirenna, quite girl that just needs a push by new friends I never knew excisted breaking me out of the shell of uncertainty and bring out the person I really was. Elijah having always thought to be destined alone for punishment of his past. The first Alpha in many things and one of them being mateless for eternity. Far out in the deep woods, what will happen when fate plays a cruel twist on them all. With many lives that make things more complicating them they really are. Will there forbidden love between a human and a wolf keep them from being together. Or will they throw caution to the wind and find it was always destined to be. Mature; nudity strong language and sex.

" I don't want your stupid contract or your stupid fake love , I'm out"

Emmy's life is going just as she'd planned: She's living in her own apartment, dancing every day and is just leaps away from being named her company's next Prima ballerina. And she's only 17. But all of Emmy's plans come to a screeching halt when the FBI shows up at her door to let her know that she's being stalked by a serial killer. Suddenly, the safe, insulated world she created for herself is riddled with violence, fear...and a growing pile of dead bodies. At first Emmy wants nothing more than to forget her chilling new reality - but her admirer isn't finished with her yet, and before she knows it, Emmy's stuck in a nightmare she can't dance her way out of. Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains detailed scenes of murder, rape, torture, sex and stalking, which may be triggering for some readers. [[word count: 80,000-90,000 words]]

Warning‼️This book contains abtruse topics such as Dark love, Abuse, Violence etc. You have been warned. "I thought after 3months of dealing with my anger, when I finally saw you again the desire to skin you alive and add your pretty skin to my collection would have died down." he said camly looking at me. His game on pause for a second. My heart dropped to my feet. My eyes were wandering between him and the items close to him as I blinked the tears away. "Sylas- please. You have to understand-" I felt more scared seeing as his attention was back on the board and not on me. Dying was an exceptional thing for me but death by Sylas I couldn't even begin to imagine. "Sprich nicht."(Don't speak.) His native tongue did something to me. I gulped being unable to look at his eyes even though they were on the chess board. "What did you think was going to happen Mäuschen?" he asked giving me his full attention. Every Fibre in my body wanted to run, my mind was screaming for me to run but I knew that wouldn't get me anywhere, it would just make him more excited. "Lay your hands on the table." he commanded moving the chess board further from him. I now wished he continued with his game. I didn't want all of his attention. I complied to his instruction with trembling hands knowing I had no choice. "Which finger did you use?" he asked casually grabbing the hammer and standing up causing a sob to wreck through me. I harshly bit into my bottom lip to stop the begging that was at the tip of my tongue, I knew he wouldn't listen, he only just wanted his answer but I had no control over my tears. .. She wishes she never met him, but wishes only come true in fairy tales.

One of the most powerful man in the world. He was called Octavius. Cruel, coldblooded, and completely unobtainable. The Devil in a Brioni suit. The mere whisper of his name was like lethal poison that burned through the hearts of millions. Penetrating, and clear amber eyes that made grown men weep, and women burned with seduction. Behind the curtains, no one knew what he looked like yet he was always in control. It was a reputation he had fought to establish, one that brought him power, wealth and just about... everything. When a series of unfortunate events lands her into the very strong, powerful arms of Octavius, it was everything she'd been warned about. The beautiful brute, Octavius, moody and controlling in every aspect. She had never met a man as brutal, and stormy as him, someone she couldn't help but sprout wild, random phrases to, and offer hugs. A man that always gets what and who he wants because that's how his life works. Until it doesn't. Until he stumbles into a five-feet angel with the sweetest smile, and adamant about being friends. - preview - "Has any man ever made you so crazy you thought you'd die if you didn't get his cock inside of you? If you couldn't feel his fingers digging into your thighs as he spread you open and devoured you whole? Have you ever come over and over, so hard and so many times you couldn't be sure where one ended and the other began?" His strong, veined hands gripped the backside of my bare thigh, tracing over my skin, itching higher and higher and I could feel a deep ache building inside my lower region. My mouth slacked, at a loss for words, all I could do was whimper softly under his possessive touches. "Answer me." Big, forceful hands caressed my chin, almost gripping my neck, only retracting as I let out a tiny breathless sigh. His dark deep amber eyes were on fire with a carnal sexuality that I had never seen before. "Use your words."

𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐍𝐄 " I will ask you last time , what you were doing with him " He asked as he got more near. I stayed still on the table of the classroom . " And who do you think you are to ask me anything " I said keeping my eyes on him. " Your Keeper, love " He whisper softly but he was still breathing harshly . " Don't dream high, you are no one . Sir " I said with scarasm. " Yes , I want you to take me inside of you with this. Attitude of yours " He was now more closer. " Then I will break you and your attitude " " Stop saying things, you are not capable of " " You are challenging me? Love " He asked with raised eyebrows. I smirked and run my painted nails on his well fit shirt. " Of course I am " I said looking up with challenge in my eyes. " Then challenge it is love, I am going to be the only one, who will take your Virginity and that too baby , with your parents inside the same house " I gulped and stare the fire in his eyes. I made a mistake. I challenged my own professor who is 6 years older than me to take my Virginity . In my parents house. And I know he will do it. Because apparently I started this game. And now he is controlling everything . I didn't know that Adam Caine is going to be my desire and then the biggest nightmare. *･ﾟﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*ﾟ:*:✼✿　　 Ayzal Malik leaves Pakistan for London to study fashion design. On her first day at the University of London, she accidentally slaps her professor, Adam Caine-the hottest man on campus. Adam never expected to meet someone as wild as Ayzal. She develops a crush on him with some obsession and wonders if he feels the same. and it not then why he is giving her hopes.Is this forbidden relationship worth the risk, and can they avoid the consequences?

Adonis Celts, the notorious monster who'd been rotting in prison for the past decade. Getting an interview with him just weeks before his release would be the story of a lifetime, and well worth the risk. With his hands cuffed and guards right outside the door, nothing could go wrong. Right? • • • "I've already explained I'm not afraid of you Mr. Celts. But it seems like you want me to be?" I retort. He leans forward in the chair, his face just a foot or two away from mine. The light flickers above us and it seems like a sign for me to shut the hell up. "Mmhm right. Well, maybe you have more nerve than sense then hm? Or you just don't scare as easily as the others." His jaw ticks slightly "But I can think of far better ways to get your heart racing. So no honey, fear is the last thing I want from a woman like you."