[SLOW UPDATES] 𝘼 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝙛𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙖 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙙𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙨𝙨. _⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠__⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠__⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠__⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠__⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_ "P please hel help me, I I need you...please!" Her voice was getting impatient as she was continuously struggling to get rid of her clothes. By grabbing her waist, I pulled her closer to me. With a smirk I leaned down and whispered in her ear "So you want me to fvck you, right?" She was restlessly looking at me as if she don't know what was happening to her, but at this moment, she really needed me. "Are you sure, fireheart? As you are already bleeding! And If I started, I won't stop until I ruin you completely." I added. "I I need you, please." The only words she could barely manage to Say. As I heard those words from her mouth, I pressed her against the wall and started eating her delicate lips brutally! _______ What happens when one night's mistake becomes the most horrible reality of someone's whole life ? Choosing him was not her destiny and leaving her was not his consent, in the game of hatred... Will love make it's way ? In the extent of his darkness, will she be able to become light or will lost herself in his dark world ? Read on to know more!!!

I dragged my nails lightly over his chest, slow, my eyes locked on his. "You told me I was in control, remember?" My voice dipped lower, sultry, daring. I leaned close enough that my lips brushed his ear. "Then say it, baby. Say you're my bitch." A dark laugh rumbled from his lips, low and sinful, the kind that made my stomach flip. His eyes didn't waver, didn't blink. "I'm your bitch," he said...calm, but hot as fuck. The words rolled off his tongue like he'd been waiting to say them, and God, the way he said it almost made me melt right there.

𝓫𝓮𝓭𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓰𝓲𝓻𝓵𝓼 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓫𝓪𝓵𝓬𝓸𝓷𝔂 ⎯⎯ ♡ what if 𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐥 𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐨𝐧 unexpectedly fell 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮, just as the whole world was falling more & more in love with him? this is an 𝟏𝟖+ love story told chronologically 𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐫, starting with one magnetic encounter after the 1984 grammys & following the two of you through everything that happens when 𝐡𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐦𝐝𝐧𝐢 ⎯⎯ every chapter contains content intended for mature audiences only. 𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑠 𝑎 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑘 𝑜𝑓 𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 & 𝑑𝑜𝑒𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑙𝑒𝑐𝑡 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑦. 𝐴𝑛𝑦 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑢𝑎𝑙 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑠 𝑜𝑟 𝑐𝑖𝑟𝑐𝑢𝑚𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑠, 𝑏𝑒𝑦𝑜𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑢𝑏𝑙𝑖𝑐𝑙𝑦 𝑑𝑜𝑐𝑢𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑙 𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑠, 𝑖𝑠 𝑝𝑢𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑐𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑙 & 𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑑𝑢𝑎𝑙𝑠 𝑑𝑒𝑝𝑖𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑧𝑒𝑑. ⎯⎯ by 𝓼𝓱𝓪𝓶𝓸𝓪𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰 © 2024-present

She ran to disappear. He found her to possess. Now, she doesn't want to be saved... She wants to be kept. Wren was broken, bleeding, and ready to vanish when he found her in the woods. Callum... the quiet stranger with shadows in his eyes and monsters in his head. He took her in, locked her away, and promised she'd never belong to anyone else again. But Callum isn't alone in his mind. And Cain doesn't ask. Cain takes. As her innocence rots beneath their touch, Wren begins to crave the unthinkable, pain, control, devotion so twisted it borders on worship. In their cabin of secrets and scars, love isn't tender. It's brutal. Consuming. Addictive. She should run. She won't. Because she's not his prisoner. She's his doll. His obsession. His perfect little ruin. _______________ Please read the trigger warnings at the beginning of the book! Your mental health matters 🖤 All photos are taken from Pinterest 🔗

When the world ends, Rosie Grimes is thrown into survival alongside Shane Walsh, her father's best friend, a former police officer, and the man who has been in her life since she was a kid. In the middle of blood, grief, and the collapse of everything they knew, their bond begins shifting into something neither of them should want, and neither of them can stop. 𝐅𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐎𝐂 𝐗 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐡

A collection of short erotic stories. (18+)