His pupils dialate and a smirk shudders my whole body just looking at it. He lowers his head and burries his head in my neck. A slight gasp leaves my lips as I can feel a low chuckle against my neck. "S-stop Luc-" I was cut off by his hot breathing hitting my soft skin. "You don't want me to stop. I know you don't, I can read you like a book." He says and I bite my bottom lip looking away. He buries his head in my neck and I feel a slight burn sensation on my neck. A moan leaves my lips as the burn hurts in a pleasurable way. A moan leaves my lips as his soft lips seem to be kissing around my skin and he starts to nibble on my neck causing me to moan a little louder. He pulls away and smirks at me looking at my slight panting as a small burning sensation is left where he kissed me. ... "Goodbye my love." I say as I grab a golden encrusted dagger off the shelf of treasures. I grab it by the handle and turn around to see him one more time. "I'm not playing with you open the wall!" He says and looks at me with a pitiful look. My hands shaking and I feel the cold metal against my chest plate. "I may never have made you the happiest or even made you interested in me but you have made me the happiest girl in heaven and hell." I say and push it closer to my to the point I can feel a sting. He looks at me with both hands on the glass and I can feel the light around my eyes dim slightly with fear. "I love you Lucifer." And with that I took my final breath as the metal pierced through me. A gasp of air leaves my lungs and I can see Lucifer with a defeated look as I each a hand to the glass before it turned back to stone and my body falls.

Just short stories that go along with YURI on ice as I wait a grueling week for each episode to come out. I publish daily or every other day. Warning: contains smut also I'm a figure skater so if you need reference to skating for your fics you can message me.

A foreigner from a deep town from South Carolina ready and set to go to Osaka Japan for his school studies but someone is ready to pound on the foreigner when he comes around ;)

❝Book 3 in the 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒 series *** After surviving the storms that nearly tore them apart, 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬 and 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐨 finally have what they've always wanted─each other, a home filled with love and the sweet sound of their baby boy's giggles. But real happiness takes work. Being a family means figuring out how to balance love, parenthood, and all the little (and big) challenges that come with it. As they adjust to this new life, Paris and Luciano are still learning what forever really looks like and what it takes to grow together, not just as a couple, but as a team. And when life throws in a few surprises, they'll have to lean on each other more than ever. This is their happy ending and the sweetest new beginning. 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓: September 21-25 𝐄𝐍𝐃: ... ©𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓𝐄𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐞𝐞𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬

The thought of being caught sent shivers down to Jungkook's spine. He can already imagine what will be the consequences of his escape. However siding the bad thoughts aside he decided to first go in the hospital and took his mom with him and by the last train reach her hometown. Jungkook wasn't even halfway to the exit of the park when he noticed a expensive black car stopped by, some steps away from him. His breathing stopped, throat feels dry when he saw those familier dark pair of eyes starting at his entire self. Taehyung stands there with his machine gun in his hand. The mafia was shaking in rage, his eyes were bl○○dshot red that made Jungkook to step back in fear of his life. As Taehyung's feet took their first move towards Jungkook, he run, run and run until his feet gave up, until he can assure himself that the mafia wasn't chasing behind, until he disappear from this all, until he's in a safe distance from Taehyung. But Jungkook have forgotten he's dealing with Taehyung, the de@dly demon himself. Ofcourse he's behind Jungkook chasing him to de@th. warning ⚠️ This fanfiction is very dark based on married life of couple including dominant behavior, torture, obsession etc. I'd suggest you not to read this book if you have a weak heart. you've already been warned. I'll delete every bad comments. ● do not copy or repost ● follow me for more such contents

After being called to the nurse's office, Finn finds himself falling for the sadistic pleasures of Issac, the infirmary sensei.

His cold eyes moved from my face to all over my white lace dress with a clenched jaw. I felt weak in my knees but I was successful in keeping my brave face. "Nina is that you? You are looking so beautiful" he said while looking at me. I blushed I was still feeling burning holes in my back I gulp down nervously. "Have some drink?" he said while taking a glass from the waiter. "No she is leaving," said the harsh voice next thing I know champagne was all over my dress staining it and making me gasp. Before I could react he gripped my hand & dragged me near the pool area where no one could see us. I snatched my hand away from his tight grip "Why the hell you ruined my dress" I half yelled. "What the fuck you are doing at my party looking like a slut" he yelled angrily while pinning me to the wall. Listening to his words my blood boiled. "Let me guess you came here to ruin my mood by showing your ugly face," he said with an angry smirk letting me know his hate. "Stop giving yourself so much importance. I'm here for your mom. My face may be ugly but ugly souls like you are not even worthy of my life's single second" I said angrily and pushed him away from me but he didn't let me go away. "I can hide my ugly soul beside this face but ugly ducklings like you carry their ugliness which can't even be hidden by beautiful dresses because they stain everything around them with their ugliness" his words were hurting my soul. I won't give him the privilege to see my tears. With all my power I pushed him making him stumble and fall into the pool. "Happy birthday," saying that I tried to walk away with a victory smirk but he didn't let me go. Things he did to me after that still send a shiver down my spine. One thing was clear that day I would never want to see his face again in this life. But I don't know why the hell I am standing in front of him in church wearing a wedding gown. Looking at his victory angry smirk plastered to his face with my glassy eyes.

Veronica is a sex worker. One night, she is sent to the home of The Ruthless Mafia boss, Don Patrizio. After doing her job of pleasuring him, he reveals his hidden agenda... Is Veronica in trouble? Or will she have to remember all she was taught in acting class? ***Sneak Peak: I could suddenly feel him burning holes into my skull with his glare. He cleared his throat to get my attention... "When you say 'clients', you mean?" "Men I have fucked for money" I stated matter-of-factly. Of course, I was being playful. He hit the table, breaking it into two, each halves fell to the floor in opposite directions. "Don't. Ever. Say. That. Again." "I'm sorry. But you know what I do" He towered over me and cupped my face in his hands. "I don't care. I just don't want you talking about your affairs with other men. Am I clear?" I watched his expression soften, and I realized that all he needed was reassurance. "Okay. I'm sorry, Bambi" He walked over the mess on the floor and returned to his seat. He dialed a number on his phone and ordered another table and dinner. "Sorry about this" He apologized as he tucked his phone into his jacket pocket. I got up and walked over to him and placed a gentle kiss on his forehead. "It's okay". He grabbed my waist and made me sit on his lap with my legs on either side of his body and our faces a few inches from each other. I could feel his need between my legs. Like the naughty girl that I am, I massaged between his thighs to worsen his state. He smashed his lips against mine and kissed me hungrily. While I was trying to keep up with his kiss, he brought his fingers to my clit; my body twitched in response and I let out a small cry... WARNING: Strong Language, Sex... not suitable for ages below 18. Updates: Weekly #1 in pretense #1 in prostitute 9/5/23 #1 in sexworker 11/23

From grace to grass. Amir's home was taken from him in just one night. Left with no memory but an emblem and a name, an scared omega takes off on a journey full of secrecy and fear.

There's a bed in the middle of the library with a huge window overlooking a view of the entire ocean. Standing in front of the kind-sized bed, he throws me. He begins at my entrance, sucking each incurable thought out of me. There's a table near us, lying a glass of whiskey. He grabs it and pours it all over my body. I flinch at the utter coolness of the ice. He looks up at me and grabs my arms, pinning them down. "Stay still," he demands. He sucks the liquid off of my ribs, my nipples, my hips. He comes up to my face nearly touching my lips with his. "No one will ever make you feel this way." he taunts. I nearly jump up only to get a taste of myself but its no use, he only thrusts me back down, smiling down at me. He chuckles, devilishly. "Soo impatient." he starts... (Chapter 17) Anastasia Ruby Levine is an 18-year-old senior in High School, desperate for the acceptance of Columbia University, and the fervency of love; dominant love. After weeks of no father and only mother, she finds the confession of her mother's fondness rather unfair until her fondness occurs to be a man, a man with a son, guided by the Romans of looks, formed by the work of divinity. He's charming, yes, but very, very dangerous. Ana, on the other hand, is all in for danger, frightened, of course, but also wildly intimated and forced into his pleasures, the pleasures of women and men; his women and her dominant man. They fall, but they fall deeply. (Contains violence, anger, sexual content, strong language, blood, and sexual abuse.) (I do not own any of the Hemlock Grove characters, this is a fanfiction story!) (still editing some chapters)