They told me it was just a party. A haunted woods rave, masks and firelight, nothing more than music and alcohol and stupid dares. But when two men I've known my whole life step out of the shadows in glowing masks, the rules change. Run, they tell me. Run before we catch you. I should be afraid. Colton, the boy who always watched me like I already belonged to him, now hunts me with a knife in his hand. Felix, my other best friend, teases me into surrender while his eyes burn with something I've never seen before. They're my past. They were supposed to be my safe place. Now they're my predators. My temptation. My undoing. The woods are dark. The pumpkins grin. And I don't know if I want to escape... or be caught.

"You promised you'd control yourself, Angelo." "I promised I'd try. And trust me, Nia, I tried." ━─━────༺༻────━─━ It's been months since Nia Castillo last saw Angelo Ricci. She's thought about that final night in front of her fathers bar ever since. But, she's moved on with her life. Or at least she's trying to. She has a stable job, good friends, and a blossoming dating life. But when an unwelcome acquaintance comes knocking on her door, Nia is forced back into a life she swore she wouldn't live. ━─━────༺༻────━─━ this work is nsfw. chapters with explicit nsfw content, be that a little or a lot, will be marked with an asterisk[*]. warnings will be given at the start of the chapter. started: [5-20-21] finished [11-14-21] [unedited]

"Don't test me baby," He warns. "Or I can't promise I'll stay so gentle." ━─━────༺༻────━─━ Nia Castillo has spent the last three years working at the Régalian Hotel in London. She's seen many celebrities and uppity dignitaries come and go. But, when an anonymous man checks into the most expensive suite in the hotel, Nia's interest is piqued. He makes her an offer she didn't realize she needed to take. To be a sort of sugar baby. But sugar will cost you, no matter how sweet. ━─━────༺༻────━─ Word Count: apx. 55,000 TW: DubCon/Rape chapter marked with an asterisk (*) are nsfw i.e smut [unedited: so if there are any mistakes, so so sorryyy] started: 11-9-20 completed: 5-12-21

𝐕𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐍𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐄 is pretty sure her new neighbor is a serial killer. What else could explain his antisocial behavior, creepily minimalistic apartment, and that inhumanly emotionless demeanor? Not to mention the bloody body parts that have started showing up. It's too bad she's not scared of him. Or his unveiled threats on her life. But an emotionally scarred gangster on the run -- riding the brink of insanity and followed by a host of trouble -- is a lot more than she could've bargained for. 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐌𝐎 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐎 is beyond redemption. Capo of the Romano crime family, the sociopathic Prince of Chicago, hell wrapped in a designer suit. He exemplifies cold precision and perfect control. His job has always come easily to him for the very same reason that his name is feared widely: he's incapable of emotion. But something horrifying and sinister is beginning to happen to him. And it turns out that pesky slipping sanity is the least of his concerns. Because his new neighbor is a ray-of-sunshine wildcard dipped in beauty like he's never seen, and she won't leave him alone. Worse, he can't decide if he should kill or protect her. Massimo doesn't count on Vivienne being the first person to look at him like he's human. Or demons from his past coming back to haunt him. Much less a new threat looming on the horizon. Or love. Especially not that. ♛ Deviant Prince is a slow burn, enemies to lovers, dark mafia romance. WARNING: this story gets very dark. You must check the CW in the intro. [ Book 2 in the Romano Brotherhood Series | COMPLETED ✔ ]

Pandora has always craved the dark-the blood, the fear, the seductive thrill of the unknown. A horror-obsessed goth girl who knows every scream queen's fate... but when a masked killer stalks her small town, the terror feels dangerously intimate. Then there's Dylan. Towering, wicked, utterly unholy. He calls her 'babydoll' like a sin, watches her like he already owns her. She should be scared. She should run. But when his hands pin her down, when his breath scorches her throat, when he whispers against her trembling lips, she doesn't know if she wants to be his final girl... or his willing, ruined obsession. A dark, twisted slasher romance where fear tastes like pleasure, and surrender feels like fate. ‼️ Mature Content Warning ‼️ Graphic depictions of sexuality, violence, gore and adult situations! Please be aware that it is intended for mature audiences only. Not appropriate for individuals under the age of 18.

Penelope Blake is a classically trained guitarist with a spotless resume and zero interest in becoming a rockstar. But when she's offered an obscene paycheck to join the world's biggest pop punk band as their new rhythm guitarist, she says yes-thinking it's just a temporary gig. Ashes After Midnight: global legends, inked disasters, and every alt girl's dirtiest dream. They didn't want a new bandmate. They definitely didn't want her-polished, pretty, and painfully out of place. But now she's in their world. And they can't stop watching her. Not when she plays. Not when she moans. Not when she starts to unravel. The frontman taunts her like foreplay. The drummer dares her to misbehave. The bassist never speaks-but his stare burns. And the guitarist? He touches her like she's the only song he still believes in. But this isn't just music. This band made a deal with something dark-something that's coming back to collect. And Penelope might be the only thing standing between them and damnation. Enemies. Lovers. Monsters. Dark Romance. Welcome to the tour from hell.

"You can't take all of us, sweetheart." Valen's voice is smooth, teasing, but the way his fingers brush against my hip isn't playful. It's testing. Behind me, Fennec chuckles, his breath warm as he leans in, his lips barely ghosting the shell of my ear. "She could try." His voice dips lower, dragging heat down my spine. "I'd love to watch her try." ------------------------------- Soraya Cordova was never meant to survive. Stolen as a child and discarded as a mistake, she was given a second chance when the Cordovas adopted her into a life of wealth, secrets, and silent wars. But when her parents are declared dead and the world turns against her found family, she realizes survival is no longer enough, she needs to fight. Raised as assassins, her adoptive brothers have spent years keeping her in the dark, but now? Now, she's in the center of the storm. Wanted by the government. Hunted by the man who created her. And trapped in a dangerous game of love, loyalty, and lies with the only people who have ever mattered. Because in their world, trust is a weapon. Not all love stories are gentle. Some are jagged at the edges, built on shadows and sins, tangled in pasts too dark to escape. White Lies is one of those stories. It's about the things we do to survive, the lies we tell to protect, and the love that thrives even in the darkest corners. Read at your own risk.

'If we pretend to be a couple, I might make you mine for real.' When sweet Samantha fakes a relationship with her sarcastic roommate, she never suspects that he might not be pretending at all. 21-year-old Samantha is a broke influencer struggling with insecure thoughts. No one knows that behind her bubbly smile, she numbs her self-doubts with substance abuse and online likes. But a steamy encounter with a witty bartender starts a chemistry too strong to ignore. And when circumstances force them to live under the same roof, resisting each other is painfully impossible. The only way out? Fake an online relationship and make more money to get the hell out. The only problem? While she promises herself not to fall in love, he does everything to change her mind.

Running from hell isnʼt easy. Especially when someoneʼs dragging you back down into it. Belligerent, brash and always in shades of black, Freya is hardly a lady. Hidden away by her father, sheʼs lived a normal life despite being born into the dark waters of New Yorkʼs underworld. Heʼs cold, cruel and calculating, with a proclivity for destruction. Feared by even Made Men, Torren is the boss of the stateʼs most leachorous crime syndicate. Freya hates his crudity and possessiveness, but she canʼt deny the way her breath hitches at his rough touch, the deep timbre of his voice, and his dark, heated gaze. Torren hates her disobedience, her recklessness, and her chaos. To him, sheʼs only something to be tamed. And after he slips a ring on her hand, snatching away her future, she makes only one vow---to become his biggest torment.

''Tell me how it feels,'' he whispers. "Good," I gasp, my entire body trembling. Deeper. Harder. Perfect. Like we've been doing this for years. His hand finds my jaw, fingers firm as he tilts my head up, making me look at him. And that's it. Waves of heat zip to my toes as my nails scrape down his back. I don't think about what comes next -- him pulling his shirt on and leaving. I don't feel heartbroken when I imagine myself alone in here. It's casual, our intimacy. And it's too late to renegotiate. ***** When Fox hooks up with his new roommate at a masked club, he has no idea their fling is just the beginning. The woman he's living with is the same girl who shared candy with him under a playground slide. 𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙨 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙨 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣 STANDALONE NOVEL *ANGSTY EMOTIONAL SLOW BURN *MEN YEARNING Copyright © 2024-present Laurel Montaze (immoralLaurel). This body of work (story, characters, ideas) is available exclusively on Wattpad. If you're viewing it on a different website/platform or under a different username, it has been illegally stolen. Please notify the original author. © All Rights Reserved