"You know what the problem is?" Taehyung whispers in my ear, "the problem is...you." His hand glides down my body, causing me to shiver. "The problem is this body. Your voice. The way you act. And that mouth you have." He presses against me more and I'm able to feel his hardness on my stomach. He tangles his hand in my hair and smashes our lips together. This wasn't one of the kisses we'd had before. The light, experimental ones that turned desperate. This one was pure lust and hunger from the moment his lips met mine. *********** Bella moves away from home and into a college dorm where she's neighbors with four guys. Her two childhood friends Johnny and Eric. A boy Namjoon, who has changed drastically from the last time she saw him in high school and broke her heart soon after she moved into the dorms, before classes even started. She then meets a boy in class, forced to do a psychological project of how long it takes someone to fall in love. He lives on her left while namjoon is on her right. In ways he resembles Namjoon. Taehyung is quiet, having a submissive demeanor one second and then flirty and dominant the next. It never lasts longer than 30 minutes. Or...she hasn't gotten the chance to experience it for longer than that at least. Anytime Bella can catch a glimpse of his eyes when he's in his more dominant side, there seems to be a part of him, deeper, darker, emotionless. Is what she's seeing real? Does he have this cruel and dark side? !!!!!!SLOW UPDATES!!!!!! This will be a Namjoon and THEN Taehyung x Reader first person, although the characters name will be Bella because I'm tired of using "y/n".

From the first second he saw you, König was completely and utterly obsessed with you. So when you ran into him late at night, tears streaming down your face, the universe served you to him on a silver platter. "Come in, we can sit down in my room and get you cleaned up, and then you can tell me what happened, ja?" he said quietly, a smirk hidden beneath his mask as he guided you into his room.

Annika's life has been quite ordinary, despite having grown up among a werewolf pack as a human. But the tranquility she knows would soon be shattered when Devyn, the notorious and feared rogue with a bounty on his head, unexpectedly steps into her life, claiming to be her destined mate. As her upcoming birthday nears, strange and perplexing visions plague her mind, foretelling unsettling events that threaten to become a reality. Failure to prevent the visions from unfolding will lead to disastrous consequences. Once trusted allies might transform into adversaries, causing the delicate balance of the world to spiral into chaos and despair.

Book 2 of Blood Moon. Blurb coming soon...

Ⓑ ⓞ ⓞ ⓚ ➊ After a devastating attack that decimated her pack from thirty-five members to only seven, Candice and her friends unintentionally venture into the territory of another pack. With the pursuing wolves determined to eradicate them, they must rely on Jared and his enigmatic son, Mason, for protection and survival. Candice and her pack have just one objective: find the ones responsible for the deaths of their families and annihilate them without mercy. But how can she do that, when she has no idea who to trust?

Simon "Ghost" Riley was assigned to observe some houses at night, supposed to find out who was the driving force behind the riots that spread around town. Instead, he finds himself spending most of his nights looking at just one particular house; until the object of his desire looks straight back at him.

When Price told Ghost that he had to go to the United States for a solo mission where he would assume the role of a bodyguard to gather intel on an important target, Ghost was already feeling annoyed. He expected snobby people who would boss him around, maybe even having to tend to spoiled little brats like a babysitter. But nothing could have prepared him for you - because in a way, you were so much worse than anything he had expected. And the cruelest irony was that he found himself irresistibly drawn towards you.

"Are you going to hurt me?" you asked, and your voice was no longer as secure as it had been when he wasn't standing so close to you that you could feel the heat his body radiated. "Do you want me to hurt you, meine kleine Maus?" You swallowed thickly, the reason for the goosebumps on your body no longer the cold night's air. By now, you had completely forgotten about his demand for you to play some kind of game with him, but he was quick to remind you. "I'm going to count to 10, and you better start running right now. And when I catch you-,"

"Why, Alpha?" he had sat down right next to her when he arrived, and now she leaned closer to him so that their lips were only inches apart. He could smell the sweet scent of strawberries and cream that drove him out of his mind whenever she was near. "Why can't someone else have me. To marry. To fuck. To have a dozen babies with. If you've decided you don't want me. Why does it matter what happens to me?" She bit her lower lip slightly as she stared into his eyes. Silas was about to say something, he really believed that he was, but instead he brought his mouth crashing down against her plump, willing red lips, his tongue desperately seeking entrance to her mouth, while one hand tangled in her thick, dark hair and the other gripped her waist tightly. Giving Dahlia up, even for some imagined good, was entirely hopeless. He had spent a week pretending like he didn't need her and now that the illusion was gone and he knew he couldn't wait another moment to have her. "Dahlia, I want to fuck you right here. I need to feel every inch of you and I can't wait another moment." The warm hum of his skin against hers, which felt like pure electricity on his end, was heightened ten fold as they both gave in entirely to the bond. She lay back on her cloak, her legs parting, as she pulled him down on top of her, still fully clothed. She could feel his huge cock through his breeches and she remembered how enormous and thick it had been when she'd caught a glimpse of it before he had shifted into his wolf that night. Just the thought of him pushing his way inside her tight, virgin pussy made her throb with desire. ------ ⚠️THIS STORY HAS EXPLICIT SCENES AND MATURE CONTENT. IT IS NOT ADVISED FOR THOSE YOUNGER THAN 18⚠️

After an Alpha has given up looking for their mate, and they need a Luna to help run the pack, they will organise an event known as The Whipping. Female volunteers from packs around the country will put themselves forward if they wish to be in the chance of becoming a Luna. These she-wolves would be whipped in front of all the packs, again and again until their backs were red raw and blood covered. The last female remaining would be given the title of Luna as the Alpha would only want the strongest wolf to help run his pack. Most wolves gave up and quit as they couldn't take the pain, but some head-strong females would go until they were no longer breathing. It was an ugly tradition, from years ago. I had never heard of one happening in this day and age...until that day... Until I met him... On the day of The Whipping...