This story contains heavy and potentially triggering themes including self-harm, suicidal thoughts, abuse (emotional, physical, and substance-related), and drug use. Major content warnings: Self-harm imagery Suicidal ideation Child abuse and neglect Alcoholism, drug use The main language is English, with occasional use of Tagalog (no translations included). If you're in a tough place, please prioritize your safety and well-being first. Thank you for reading. Take care of yourself.

When twenty-five-year-old nurse, Lorelei Collins suffers a bad breakup, her friends convince her to try out a new dating app. But all of the profiles are boring and discouraging until she matches with Jesse. His profile doesn't include the usual display of muscles and sunsets and pets. His pictures are of masked strangers in leather with sex toys Lorelei did not even know existed. She knows she should be scared, but she has to find out more about this man. Because even though up till now Lorelei has led an ordinary life, something about him feels right. Lorelei embarks on a dark sexual exploration and only time will prove whether Jesse is a waking fantasy or a nightmare. WATTYS 2022 SHORTLISTED

When Emma moves back home after dropping out of med school, she is not excited to share a house with her mother again. They do not get along, and she doesn't expect that to change any time soon. But then Emma finds out, she won't be spending the first few weeks back home with her mother. Mom's out of town, but the house is not empty. Because Dan has moved in. Her mother's boyfriend. And Emma grows to like him just a little too much. Like things with her mother weren't difficult enough to begin with... --- Contains mature themes

She was a Rebel, He was the Devil. Quite literally. She was fire, He was ice. The total opposite of each other. She won't just give in to anyone without a fight, and He won't take no as an answer. Fire and Ice are always better off alone but it had to go wrong when the fates of these two are entwined and she would have to work under The Lucifer himself.

"New girl talks" Harry said, smirking at me. "If you wanna see me naked, all you have to do is just ask." "I have been in love before and its painful, pointless and overrated." [A.N] There is a lot of grammar mistakes. Please excuse that, I wrote it a long time ago. These are just bits and pieces from my own life, and movies, stories and series that I love as it CONTAINS GRAPHIC DEPICTIONS OF VIOLENCE, SEXUALITY, STRONG LANGUAGE, AND OTHER MATURE THEMES. SO READ WITH YOUR OWN RISK...

--------------------------------------------------- I belong on my knees, doing as you please. --------------------------------------------------- I know I may be young, but I've got feelings too. and I need to do what I feel like doing. I know I may come off quiet, I may come off shy. but I feel like talking, feel like dancing when I see this guy. --------------------------------------------------- warning ⚠️ you're reading this book at your own risk. it's for mature audiences only. please if you feel triggered by such stuff, don't proceed. thank you:) do give my book a read:)))) *c o m p l e t e d*

He pushed me up against the wall and looked into my eyes. I knew he felt the same spark as I did, I'm his mate. And he was trouble. "Mine" he growled. And the next thing I knew, everything went black.

"You'll be fine?" I shrieked. "You just got freaking stabbed! You're letting out more blood than a girl on her period! You are not going to be fine! I have to call the police. No wait, I have to call an ambulance! Oh my God, why didn't I think of that before? Stupid, Genevi-" "Stop talking!" he growled, turning away. I wrung my hands together in panic, trying to calm myself down. "I can take care of this, kitten. Leave me alone. It's just a small wound. Not like I haven't been stabbed before." he muttered the last part. "What?!" "Leave." he growled. I stared at him, unable to close my mouth. I had never seen someone get stabbed before. Heck, I had never seen someone get into a fight before. Ever. The only violence I had experienced was in movies. It was unfortunate for me that I found out how I would react in a danger situation like this. And by react, I mean completely flip the hell out. *LANGUAGE WARNING*

"Close your eyes." he croaked, I did as I was told without any disobedience. "Have you any idea how badly I want to kiss you right now?" I shook my head in reply. "Badly, so fucking badly." he whispered as his harsh breath fanned across my cheek. Dark haired and tattooed, Xavier looked like the ultimate bad boy...but weren't bad boys meant to have that boyish charm? The thing is, Xavier was extremely guarded, hot headed and quite frankly, scary. In fact, Xavier was many things but romantic and loving wasn't two of them. He was a building half built, a puzzle with half of the pieces missing... Until he met me. Warning: Bad language (lots of). A possessive delinquent that is guaranteed to make you smile (or cry.)

"I'm not who you think I am, so I suggest you leave me the hell alone." ** Colby brock fanfic. |• This story contains smut, violence, guns, and blood, so if your not into that I wouldn't read this. •|