She was never supposed to be his. But she made the mistake of smiling at the night. And the worst the.....night..... smiled back..... There's someone in the dark- Someone who knows the curve of her lips before she speaks. Who memorized the trail of her wet hair against her back. Who watches. Wants. Waits. He doesn't knock. He doesn't ask. He just takes-in silence, in shadows, in dreams soaked with hunger. She thinks she's alone in the shower. She thinks no one hears the moans she buries in her pillow. She thinks her secrets are hers. She doesn't know someone's already claimed her. Every inch. Every sound. Every drop. And then-there's Asher Wilson. Cold. Sinful. Dangerous. The kind of man who doesn't belong in her world... yet pulls her into his like a moth to flame. Every glance from him feels like a bruise, every word like a promise dipped in sin. He doesn't touch her- not yet. But she feels him everywhere. Two shadows circle her- one watching from the dark, the other standing in the light... yet both feel the same. One whispers danger. The other breathes temptation. And between them, she is already burning. When their bodies finally collide, it won't be love. It'll be possession-slow, sinful, and too wet to forget. Because some secrets don't whisper. They drip. And some obsessions don't knock. They enter. But who will claim her? The stalker in the dark... or the man who feels just as dangerous? What if they're not two men at all? What if the fire and the shadow belong to the same monster? And when she learns the truth- will she run from it... or fall to her knees and worship it? But, what so ever happens- In the end........ she was always his and he was hers and he will stake his soul to prove it even, if it killed both of them..! WET SECRETES: BOUND BY LUST|| 18+ Asher Wilson X Aliyah Raichand. 30 X 18 Videshi X Desi

Halloween is truly a festive time of year. Spooky stories, haunted houses and vampires that you can't help but thirst over because you're weird like that. That's why Hale Woodsen's inviting you to the Traitre Museum. You know, that weirdly atmospheric place near 86th, the one with the dome ceiling? Yeah. There'll be music. Shadows. Smoke machines. Candlelight that definitely isn't safe. Maybe even a Ouija board or two. Costumes are absolutely mandatory - don't come dressed like a civilian unless you want to be sacrificed mid-party for the aesthetic. For everyone has suffered a tragedy recently, the disappearance of Luca Almirez. For those who don't know (you're living under a rock), the basketballer disappeared a month or two ago, after the biggest game of his life. Nothing's been found about him, and to be honest? We're not sure if there ever will be. He was a best friend, a gifted sportsman, and overall a beloved member of society. Perhaps this is Hale's way of battling the grief. Since, you know, he was Luca's best friend. He's trying just as hard as everyone else to get to the bottom of this. His list of suspects is never ending, from Cady Lovaine to Ruel Cruz, to even Reverie Vale and Leslie Wilde. But they have hunches too, and so the story continues, dangerous and twisted. But that's not everything. If you want to get all the details, let's leave the Halloween party. Let's go to the 16th of August, where everything began.

Welcome to Crescent Book Club, where you get to share your stories and exchange feedbacks with other members. This book club is for writers who are looking for a more easygoing place to do read-for-reads with valuable comments. Not so much pressure. Minimal requirements. Everyone is welcome, as long as you follow the rules.