"Edan wanted me to tell you this." He brought his hand on my thigh and dragged it up my dress to reach my panties. He rubbed it softly however, I couldn't hold the slight moan come out of my mouth. "You are ours now." With that said realization came to me. Dating twins? Who does that? I quickly turned and pushed him away. "Are you crazy? Absolutely not." I said with confidence. I then walked out of my room without bothering charging my phone. To my surprise, I found Edan leaned on the wall listening to our conversation. -------------------------- Amelia a college student living with her best friend Dona. One afternoon after school, she spotted people moving in the house right next to hers and they turned out to be twins. Her best friend Dona planned a dinner for all of them that same night. Little did she know, it was going to change her life. Will the twin's feelings for her build her confidence or make it worse? Will someone try to come in between their relationship? Are they even meant to be together? Read to find out! -------------------------- **Mature content inside** **Mature language inside**

Finds out her mate is the rumored "cruelest"supernatural there is she's only but a human in this supernatural world. Finds out she has a mythical mate just doesn't come forward until she is forced to get drawn. So she does what any logical person would do when she overhears she has the most powerful mate in all the realm she runs. He's a very old being he is possessive, handsome, dominant and only wants his mate. He is portrayed as misunderstood; a charismatic, complex anti-hero rather than pure evil, focusing on themes of free will, rebellion, and strained authority. Friday updates

Gabriella thought surviving her old life would be enough. She was wrong. Haunted by dreams of the fallen angel Cassiel-dreams that seduce, taunt, and tempt her with forbidden eternity-Gabriella begins to question everything she knows about who she is, and what she is becoming. With Stefan at her side, she journeys across Kansas, Nebraska, Rhode Island, and Boston in search of the truth about her origins, uncovering secrets buried in blood and scripture. But answers only bring more danger: the revelation of her adoption, the mystery of her parents, and whispers of a divine lineage too dark to name. As Cassiel's shadow presses closer, Stefan's jealousy and possessive love ignite like wildfire. Gabriella longs for immortality-freedom, power, forever-but Stefan refuses to damn her. And while his heart rages with devotion, Cassiel offers everything Stefan denies. Torn between two eternities, Gabriella is left with choices that could shatter her soul. Choices that threaten to tear Stefan from her grasp. Choices that may awaken something ancient inside her-a truth that cannot be silenced. Can their love survive the secrets? Can they survive each other? Or will desire damn them both? In this second installment of Confessions Trilogy, love burns hotter, darker, and deadlier than ever. Passion becomes war, and salvation comes at a price no mortal-or immortal-should have to pay. --- From the dark streets of New Orleans to the vast cornfields of Kansas and Nebraska, shadowed halls of a cursed manor in Providence, and a sacred castle north of Boston, temptation and danger stalk them at every turn. Old enemies return. New betrayals cut deep. And as ancient powers close in, Gabriella and Stefan must decide if their love can withstand not just death- ...but damnation itself. Obsession. Betrayal. Desire. Some sins can't be forgiven.

{2025 The AMBY Awards QUALIFIER} "I've always been a good girl. But now I wake up wet... moaning a stranger's name... with bruises I can't explain." Gabriella May Carter was raised in scripture and silence, home-schooled by a fire-and-brimstone pastor, taught to fear her body and anything that made it burn. But when strange, erotic dreams begin haunting her nights-dreams of a man with sin on his breath and blood on his tongue-she joins a mission trip to New Orleans to pray the sin away. Instead, she finds him. Flesh and blood. Fangs and silk. Stefan Lazarescu is the ancient mob king of the underworld-dealer of blood, broker of bodies, destroyer of men. But when he sees her step off that missionary bus, modest dress clinging to her thighs in the Louisiana heat, he knows something's wrong. She smells like Heaven. But she tastes like prophecy. Stefan is the key to Gabriella's awakening-and her ruin. She's the one meant to end him. But neither of them can resist what's coming next... A moan. A bite. A war between what's holy and what's damned. God won't save her now. But Stefan might sin with her slow enough to make her beg.

When Serena enters a new workplace, she has one rule; stay focused- no matter what. It soon turns out to be easier said than done when she meets her new boss. Valentino is strict, the epitome of difficult and much to her dismay; unbelievably fucking hot. She's determined to ignore the attraction she feels to him for the sake of keeping her job. But what Serena doesn't know is that Valentino can't get her out of his his head. He thinks about her everywhere. He feels captivated by her. He wants her. And he hates every moment of it.

"How is life going with your loving wife?", I asked putting a sly smile on my face. "Life's shitty, now spread.", he spat as his hand slowly slid up to my thigh, pushing my skirt higher as he continues to dictate. "We are not here to talk are we? Now shut your pretty little mouth before I make you" . . . . Professor Kendrik Windermere is done playing the dutiful husband in his cold, sexless arranged marriage. Frustrated and desperate, he finds an unlikely spark in Lorenza Floris, his oddball student with a dangerous obsession for steamy romance novels. When their paths cross outside the classroom, Kendrik and Lorenza strike a daring deal: a physical arrangement to fulfill his desires and her fantasies- with one strict rule: no feelings. But as passion deepens and their secret meetings grow more intense, the line between lust and love begins to blur. Can they keep their emotions in check, or will their forbidden connection spiral out of control? 𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 : This book delves into dark and controversial themes, including cheating, BDSM, toxic and manipulative relationships, and deep-seated parental trauma. It explores morally complex situations and unsettling dynamics that may disturb or trigger some readers. Discretion is strongly advised-read at your own risk. Rankings: #1 on teacher #1 on Trauma #3 on New #06 on adultfiction #05 on maturelanguage #02 on student-professor

His hand slid beneath my dress, fingers curling around my thighs with a possessive grip. "I always knew that scumbag couldn't treat you right," he murmured, his voice low and gravelly as his lips traced a slow path from my jaw to my neck. "Still can't figure out what you ever saw in him." I drew in a shaky breath as his hands moved higher, fingertips brushing the band of my panties, sending a jolt of heat through me. "Women like you are prizes, Sienna," he whispered against my lips, the words melting into my skin. My grip on his shirt tightened, knuckles white. "And prizes? They're meant to be fucking claimed. Owned." In the haze of intoxication, Alexander Grayson looked like the most beautiful thing on Earth-or perhaps he really was. "Can... can you make me forget about Ryatt?" I breathed, my voice trembling. A smirk tugged at his lips, dark and predatory, as his hand slid inside my panties, finding the heat of my wet, aching pussy. A soft moan escaped me, and I clung to him, every nerve alight."I'll make you forget about yourself, flower," with that he crushed his lips to mine. *** From the moment I met Alexander Grayson, I despised him with everything I had. But when with fate's cruel sense of humor he forced his way into my life, everything changed. He was everything I loathed-a womanizer, a violent monster, a spoiled heir with an ego larger than life itself. He should have meant nothing to me. Yet, I learned the truth the hard way: nothing about Alexander Grayson was ever simple. Alex dragged me into the hell he'd created, where he sat as the devil on the throne of darkness And the most terrifying part? I wasn't sure I wanted to escape. Because somewhere in the chaos, I realized I didn't just want to survive him-I wanted to burn with him. After all, being hated by Alexander Grayson was terrifying. But being wanted by him? That was lethal.

Long before blood stained snow and gods chose sides, before prophecies were spoken aloud and broken blades whispered their hunger, something ancient stirred. A power once betrayed, once torn apart and buried beneath lies, had found a heartbeat again. And that heartbeat loved. Miranda Jacobs was never meant to be the center of creation's collapse. Born of war and wonder, of a war god and a just queen, she carried light . She did not seek destiny, yet destiny bent toward her all the same. Dmitri Volkov housed two souls and one promise. His uncles dark soul and Aetherion a fallen reborn : that nothing would ever touch what was his. Love anchored him where rage would have burned the universe to ash. Love also made him dangerous in ways the gods had forgotten to fear. Because the old rules no longer held. Tyron, born of betrayal and crowned by resentment, believed power was taken, not earned. He sharpened blades meant to erase souls, sent monsters into the dark, and whispered to shadows that thought the gods weak. He wanted the girl. He wanted the end. And Olympus trembled. Zeus clung to control, blind to the cost. Hera hungered for what should never be unchained. Hades saw the future and recoiled from it. Ares sharpened his sword not for glory, but for family. Poseidon watched the tides turn, knowing balance was already broken. The prophecy was clear. When light is pierced by darkness, when love becomes the battlefield, the fallen will rise without mercy, and forgiveness will die with the stars. This was not a story about heroes. It was a story about what happens when love becomes a weapon, when gods make the same mistake twice, and when the universe learns that some bonds cannot be broken without everything burning with them. Book Two begins where fear turns into war. And war remembers names.

( FULL BOOK NOW AVAILABLE VIA THE LINK IN MY BIO ) A prophecy followed Dmitri Volkov like a curse. It claimed he carried the soul of Olkov, the first vampire, a creature so ancient that even legends faltered when speaking his name. Dmitri never cared for prophecies, but the world did. His parents feared what lived in him. His people bowed to him. One wrong look from him could decide who survived the night. Still, there was a truth he never admitted. He wanted the bond his kind had lost. The kind of love that could break an immortal in half and rebuild him. He mocked it when he saw it in others, but he longed for it in silence. He sat hidden in the darkest corner of his Russian club, bourbon sharp on his tongue, bass shaking the floor under his boots. The room pulsed with heat and sin, but none of it touched him. Then it came. A scent. Soft. Warm. Alive. It hit him so hard his chest tightened. His guards tensed as he sat forward, hair falling from his face. The noise faded. The crowd blurred. He followed the scent like it pulled him by the spine. A voice followed it. Gentle. Shy. Tinged with irritation. It slid through the room and wrapped around him like a tether. His eyes found her. Red hair cascading to her waist. Golden skin lit up by the neon glow. A camera at her side. She stood in a world she did not belong to, unaware of the predator watching her from the shadows. He begged her to turn. She did. Their eyes met, and her soft gasp shattered something inside him. For the first time in centuries, Dmitri Volkov felt his dead heart try to wake. * I DO NOT OWN THE PICTURE *

𝑨 𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒚𝒆𝒅 𝑭𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝑨𝒏 𝑼𝒏𝒔𝒐𝒍𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝑴𝒖𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝑻𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝑷𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝑰𝒏 𝑵𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝑶𝒇 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 --- Dotty had just made a life for herself when she meets her two Alpha mates, ex-best friends who can't stand to be around each other. When secrets of an unsolved murder come to light, the trio realizes how much they desperately need each other to be able to move on and heal. One Female x Two Males --- My profile is 18+ and this book could contain possible triggers. Please see the note inside before reading. Copyright 2022 © The Queen Slushie Wrote Sep 26-Nov 10th