"so tell me. Does that make me the devil... or an angel?" _______ TW|| suicide, murder, rape, sexual assault. (Does not romanticise any of these) _______ His hazel dragon eyes were so painfully irresistible to her, and her emerald siren eyes were more hypnotic than he ever imagined. One set full of ego, the other full of vengeance. But both, were the eyes of merciless killers. How does the rape and suicide of a teenage girl, link to them both? Kelani Perez is a non-chalant transfer student who comes from an abusive past. Her dark side? She's a hitwoman, an anonymous night messenger, a vigilante some say, who avenges SA victims. She has a plan to find the three men who tore her life to shreds, and kill them, avenging her and he sister. Mateo Askade, a troubled young man, living with his abusive step-father. Hes able to resist every other girl who comes his way, except her. He doesn't know what it is, he just can't. He only cares for the people in his life and couldn't care less than the people who aren't. His dark side? He's an assassin, kills for the money and the thrill. After all, he is the son of the most dangerous Mafia boss in Australia. They both have their own demons that they're terrified to reveal to eachother. And it's not the fact that they're both killers. Will she be able to turn away from him? Or will she fall for his deathly charms? Will she get the revenge she yearned for since she lost her sister? And how far is he willing to go for her? Assassin and hitwoman, ego and vegence. But both still murder. _______ #1 under #assassin tag! - 11/09/22 (11th sept) #2 under #drama tag! - 11/08/23 (11th aug) #1 under #darkromance tag! - 12/09/23 (12th aug) #1 under #vengeance tag! - 25/09/23 (25th aug) #2 under #DarkHumour tag! -21/11/23 (21st Nov)

"What is it?" I asked. "I want you" He said making me widen my eyes. He looked into my eyes and then back to my lips, "Can I kiss you just one last time?" We were both so sure about breaking up one minute and the next we were acting like we never said those words. How will this work out? "Yes" I mumbled. He didn't waste a second and pressed his soft lips on mine. He held my face as he started kissing me urgently.

He was her scarred Alpha. She was his everything. Maebry never wanted her life to change in the blink of an eye but when she mistakenly wanders onto Alpha Axel's territory nothing will ever be the same. Scarred and dangerous, Axel is one of the most feared Alphas in the world. After years of being mateless, he is determined to make his perfect little mate his, once and for all.

"Where do you think your going." Rhazo's deep dark voice growls lowly in my ear panic starts to form in my chest as my breathing constricts. "I can smell your arousal." Rhazo whispered in my ear as his hand lifted under my skirt. Rhazo Bianchi has been alpha to the strongest pack in history. Ruling for thousands of centuries while being feared by all, never crossed. When Kara meets him at a pack meeting will she be able to handle his savagness? His cold heartedness or his different personality where he could be sweet but the next moment a complete wild untamed beast. When she goes to his pack to become his alpha female will she be able to carry the weight that comes with it, or will she crumble with the packs traditions? Will Kara be able to adjust to their savage ways and prove that she is alpha female material or will Rhazo use her to his advantage. WARNING ⚠️ 18++ smut

"𝘈 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘤 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵" "No?" he questioned as her eyes flew open and she nodded. "It wasn't an option baby" he whispered as he placed a kiss on her thin neck, making her shiver and clutch onto his suit "When I say something you do it" "N-No" her answer wavered and his grip on her jaw tightened. He noticed a small adhesive bandage on her neck from when the knife dug at her skin yesterday. His thumb caressed the spot as her heartbeat quickened "See" his eyes met hers "I didn't even touch you yesterday, but you already have a bruise. What do you think will happen when I finally make you mine?" She gulped hard but refused to give up to a person who was practically a stranger to her "I'm not yours" she breathed out. "Again, not an option baby" ▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁ Abigor Hayes, the mafia feared by nations. He was known for committing every single crime that the world has known, but never getting caught for it. Being the current head of the powerful Hayes family, no one could even touch him. What happens when the Mafia King attends the annual ball and meets Aria Leighton, a woman with unearthly beauty and magic in her fingers? He now wanted what he shouldn't have, but are things really as simple as Aria makes them seem to be?

❝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.

I snapped my eyes to his doing my best to give him the angriest glare I could. Something is his eyes flashed as he pushed me against the couch before climbing on top of me. "Get off of me!" His head dipped to the curve of my neck as he ran his nose along my skin, I felt him inhale slowly as he grabbed my hips roughly. "There's just something about you when you're angry that makes me want to fuck you." (Updates every Wednesday) Honourable Rankings: #bwwm: #1 (2021) #dark: #2 (2021)

"Did she mean a lot to you, Eero? Did the visha toxin running through her veins make your blood boil just like hers?" He snarled at Eero. Eero remained silent, walking slowly closer to her killer. Silas laughed, "She called your name, begging for you to save her. Where were you?" Eero clenched his fists, he could feel the anger wanting to take over. His feral side rising to the surface. It knew just as he did that Silas would see his end right here. Right now. "What was her name, again? Parton? Penelope?" The golden eyes sparkled sinisterly. He lazily reached for his sword, a smirk playing on his lips. Eero stopped just out of arms length from Silas. His blue eyes flashed as another fiery boulder was launched. Runes started to form on his skin, stark against the pale of his flesh. His fingers elongated into claws and his build grew in height. Inky blackness started to flow from his form in deadly tendrils. Silas sat in quiet shock at the creature before him. He had heard the rumors of Eero's true form, and knew it was horrific enough to make Eero fall the first time around considering he was the one to send the witch to cast her curse. But he hadn't realized just how terrifying Eero's beastly side was. Another catapult sent a fiery boulder, casting light into the darkening throne room. The light revealed the pointy teeth sitting in Eero's snarling mouth. Silas swallowed the lump in his throat. He should have known. He should have known that this creature, the creation of his own actions, would come back for him. "Her name," the words came out like gravel from the looming beast, causing a shiver to run along Silas' spine, "was Payton."

The cold man fell in love with the kind girl because he knew that she deserved the world and that he wanted to be the one who gave it to her. ♡ Alette Faye was a sweet girl. She was exceptionally kind and had an air of simplicity. Between her part-time job at the bakery, her classes, her time spent tending to her flowers and walking in the fields, she didn't get the opportunity to experience much. Her past created fears in her that she seemingly couldn't overcome, and then she met him. For when she meets him, she should have run away in fear, but she stayed. She stayed and she opened her big heart for a man who found his heart, just for her. ♡ This story is a little cliché, a lot unedited, and super simple.