Flora is an innocent and timid nymph that lives in a little cottage in the woods. She loves to lay in the tall grass and bathe under the warm sun. Her favorite thing to do is to pick flowers and wander through the forest. But every day she must go to her job at her village saloon. There she takes people's orders and brings them their food. Sounds simple enough and it would be if it wasn't for the scary men that like to grab what's not theirs. Everyday Flora has to wiggle herself out of a frightening situation. Until one day she meets a big intimidating man that she feels strangely safe with and drawn to. 🌿🌱🌿🌱🌿🌱🌿🌱🌿🌱🌿🌱🌿🌱🌿🌱 probs will be mature! (smut warning) Hello! Pleases just give this story a try I really struggle with descriptions. #1 cabin in the woods September 2020 #1 cottage May 2020 #2 nymph June 2020 #3 aesthetic August 2020 #3 forest November 2020

Some flowers thrive in the dark. **this is the version of Flowers Still Bloom that will be updated

When Aine is sent into the woods for her crimes, she accepts she'll be met with death. The beasts are known to kill any human that wanders into their territory, their razor-sharp teeth ripping through flesh and bone with practiced ease. Aine knows she'll be no different from all the others who have been executed before her, and when she's forced into the woods by her own people, it doesn't take long for the beasts to attack. What she doesn't expect is for them to take the shape of humans and spare her, and even more, for one to claim her as his own.

It was enough to make the little baby hairs on the back of my neck stand, but No this was different this was more. more then I could explain. "Speak little girl, or ill make you" he growled the thin thread of comprehension he had left was now split in the middle. "Why do you hate me" the words flew past my lips even I couldn't comprehend my own voice until his brows pulled together. "Is this why you came to bother me." he chuckled a cold glaze falling over his eyes "do you really want to know" he continued getting up causing his seat to furiously scrape against the pristine floors. "Huh Eden, would it satisfy you to know" he smirked. 🤍

✔ Completed ✔ OLD VERSION PLEASE CHECK OUT THE NEW UPDATED STORY: The Wolf Of Rot 🐺 A walk in woods could change your fate. After a brutal attack Thea wakes up in a dream world, but not all dreams are sweet. Mature content, Romance, alpha male, Innocent heroine Not fully edited

"Artemis! What do you expect us to do? He's out of control." Zeus growls, leaning back against his council chair. His finger tips impatiently tap against the arm. Artemis, the Goddess of the moon, just continued to plead, staring down every last council member. "Please, I can fix this. Don't do this to my child." She dropped to her knees, bowing to the men and women in the room. "Artemis, we sent Abaddon to the mortal world to try to calm his uncontrollable anger. He's worse than Ares! I'm sorry but we just cannot allow him to thrive." Aphrodite, Goddess of Love and Beauty, countered apologetically. "What if I can calm him? If I found a way to stop his ways?" Artemis questions, looking at them with hope. Zeus leans forward in interest, clasping his hands in front of him. "Go on." He urges. Artemis rises to her feet, holding her head high. "What if I made someone who can put him in his place. Put up with his anger and calm him. Someone to love him unconditionally. A mate." "And how would she be structured? A fighter such as Athena? Possess the beauty of Hebes?" Apollo, her twin sibling, asks curiously. She just lets out a breathless laugh, "She would be the most beautiful out of all the lands. She possess the ability to love and cherish everything around her, no matter what it is. An innocence aura would run through her veins. Her name shall be Rosebud." Every God and Goddess laughed at Artemis, dismissed her claim. They thought she was crazy and stupid, and Artemis knew that, but it didn't keep her from making her little Rosebud. She had a plan for her children. And they would become apart of something bigger than just mates. For they were apart of a prophecy. A prophecy that would decide the future of all Supernatural creatures.

volonté meaning willpower This isn't some love story where the good girl falls in love with the bad boy. The bad boy changes for the bad girl and they live happily ever after. No- This is the story of a very unfortunate girl named Sofia Gartinez. She wasn't sucked into the mafia life, she was born into it. She's trained all her life to be the best of the best and to survive the on going war between the Italians and the Russians. Her life isn't filled with happily ever afters and love stories. Her life is surrounded by guns, cars, and chaos. Or so she thought. Dimitri Alfonsi. Leader of the Italian mafia. The only man in this world that has been able to make Sofia's knees buckle at the sound of his voice. The only man that can please her. The only man that can take away all of her willpower. ---- "I will fuck you so hard baby girl," he smirks as he continues, his voice getting lower, "So hard that you will be screaming my name through the roof as I bring you over the edge. Oh, but I won't stop. I will continue to fuck you until pretty little tears are leaking out of your eyes because of over stimulation. I will make you cum over and over again until you pass out. Then, and only then, will I stop. Because you would have finally realized that I am the only man that can please you. To make you feel this way." He finishes, cupping my core. I made the cover, I hope you like it.

In a world where vampires feed from other vampires and males dominate females... there is but one precious thing left in their world which every vampire craves... A Mihr. Dohmenic is the Dralan - the King - of all vampires, and survives purely on clean blood; The blood of a Mihr, a virgin. Without a Dralaq, a Queen, he has to feed from Mihrs to ensure the continuation of his pure blood and the claim to the throne. But the times are dire; Mihrs are becoming rarer and rarer each day, and so the Dralan is slowly fading from bloodthirst. He desperately needs a Mihr to feed. Leyla is a Mihr. She is one of the few that is left in the world ruled by hungry, savage male vampires and she intends to stay that way. In hiding from the frenzied males, she ends up in the one place that should have been her only safe haven in the world; The Dralan's castle. Disguising herself as a Kischmir (a servant), she pretends she is but a mere commoner whose blood is not the purest kind in the kingdom. But when the Dralan nearly dies from cruel thirst, her blood is all that can save him. To be a Mihr means you can't be bedded by a male, otherwise your blood will be tainted. But as things grow heated between the Dralan and Leyla, will Dohmenic be able to keep his hands off her? After all, we always want what we can't have...

Aurora is forest nymph who lives in the lost city of Arden, a lost civilization of faerie folk who live among the trees. She's never left the forest or seen the outside world as it's strictly forbidden. However, curiosity pulls her outside of her little world and into one that's much more enticing, in the form of dark stormy grey eyes and one word that would forever change her life. "Mate."

❝Like a work of art he had been dying to put on display.❞ Verani Adams finds herself unhappy with the way she's led her life. Between dealing with the consequences of her career choices, the burden to find romance in an era of one night stands, and most of all, figuring out how to fulfill her endless desire for a thrill in everything she does, she decides to apply for an internship in her final year of college, at one of the most profound museums in the city of Paris: Musée de l'Érotisme. Described otherwise as, a museum dedicated to sex. Face to face with the taboo nature that surrounds her job, she meets Damien Dupont, the head director of the renowned museum. Vera learns early on that his expertise goes beyond the creative field, following him into his personal life, and she can't help but feel curious about the various tastes he indulges in. As for him, he gets what he wants, and his eyes are set on the girl in red. *Unedited, this completed version is the first draft. Currently in revision.* 18+ MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY.