Ever since I was little my favorite stories were those of forbidden loves. Being with the one you loved would be all that mattered in a forbidden love story. But what about the hardships you encountered? What about the difficulties? What about the obstacles? What about the pain? It is wrong. But it feels oh-so right. So right... that it hurts. It hurts loving him. It hurts wanting to be with him. He's my teacher and I'm his student. He and I can't be together. We are forbidden to love each other.

A long long time ago, before the humans came on Earth. There were creatures, some would call them, necessarily, humans with supernatural powers. They lived to be one huge family, who helped the weak and destroy the evil in the world. Until one day, one of the supernatural beings died... which had changed everything.

In the era where swords rule, where women consider their modesty their greatest virtue. Where a man would kill to find his wife warming another mans bed, a time when women would consider it the greatest of adultery or fornication to warm a bed other than her husbands. A time when an honorable man guards his gaze, for his gaze is solely for his wife alone, as well as his heart. He's feared, ruthless, cold, heartless, manipulative, cunning, a rake. Or so they assume... She's beautiful yet silent, not by a defect, she simply dislikes to mingle with gossip.Yet she has emotional scars that no one sees behind her smile, but a few. Cover by @forcade

The largest collection of two and one sentence horror stories on watt pad. Cover by @wordgirlalways

"Y-you," she stuttered, staring at the handsome man sitting on the sleek black throne, "you're..." He rolled his eyes, waving his hand impatiently and said, "Hades. Come on, say it with me. Ha-des." "Hades," Ariel breathed out, still not believing the sight before her. Every picture she had seen of the gods had not depicted Hades' beauty. The god sitting before her was not a crusty old man with a white beard; no, he was a Calvin Klein model. "Yes," Hades clasped his hands together and grimaced, "the God of Death and riches; that's me." Ariel nodded, still refusing to believe but knowing she had to and Hades' grimace turned even bitter, "And you, darling, will be staying with me for quite some time." ~*~ Cover: _nymphomaniac Published: 8/6/14

❝Sadist,❞ I accused. ❝You only brought me to New York so you could torture me.❞ ❝Masochist.❞ Grinning, he pressed his forehead to mine. ❝You stay because you like it.❞ His charming green eyes promised me more. ❝Enjoy it; I want you to. When your mom died, you lost everything; I want the rest of your life to be beautiful. And shiny.❞ Hooking the gold chains at my neck, Tyler pulled me in for a kiss sweet like the bubbly, urging my hips back and forth with his hands. ❝Tell me again,❞ I said, holding his perfectly unshaven face, falling for the portrait of his utmost concentration. Foamy water sloshed the sides of the tub, Tyler gripping the rail as we kept the rhythm. ❝That part, when you said I can have it, that it's not too much.❞ I needed to hear it, as badly as I needed to feel him inside me. ❝It's yours, Aaliyah.❞ Tyler's upturned gaze never wavered as he promised me the world. ❝Everything.❞ * * * Aaliyah must choose - stoke the fire or kill the flames...