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The age of man is ending. The Sons of Rangathar are ushering in a new world, and they don't care who they have to kill to get it. *** STORY IS ON HOLD UNTIL 'NOWHERE TO HIDE' IS COMPLETED.

"Forgive me, Father... for I have sinned..." ~ A supernatural reverse harem story.

a tale of how miss mocha's world is turned upside down by a rather particular kind of stranger. right away, it's clear as day he's the one. one syllable leaves his lips and she's transfixed by the molasses in his speech - he isn't from around here, that's for damn sure - and the warm georgia sunshine in his eyes that could melt your icy facade when they meet yours. she has no clue that men as sweet as that have such potential to cause so much damage once things go sour, but she'll learn the hard way that anyone capable of making life glow so yellow can suddenly leave you so blue. (so this is what the blues are about.)

Amara lives in a world where things have changed drastically. Instead of living in a simple time where everyone was treated the same and equal, she lived where people were divided. Not by their race or beliefs, but by the color of their eyes. Browns being at the bottom of the food chain while Green and Blues were above them and Grays were the highest. With there only being three lands, Amara comes from Alun, the smallest. Where because she was pretty, she was allowed to enter the academy to be trained to serve the upper castes. Her whole life she had been taught what to expect and how to take care of them. What she hadn't expected was to be purchased by a Gray and for him to want more than just her servitude or to be moved to Ulna. Dorian Slade was a Gray, but not just any Gray. His family was the highest ranking in Ulna. Making him the highest of the caste in the world. His family believed that everyone should be treated equal. So, when he saw Amara on the Academy's website, he knew he wanted her for far more than service or companionship. ~~~ Dorian kissed her shoulder as his fingers worked her core. She was dripping for him and it was taking all of his will power not to slam balls deep inside of her. He knew it was her first time and though it would hurt her, he didn't want to put her in any unnecessary pain. Lining himself up, he slowly began to push into her and he heard her gasp. Removing his mouth from her shoulder, he molded his lips to hers and pushed in to the hilt as she squeaked out in pain. Leaning up, he saw a tear run down her face. He kissed it way. "I'm going to be gentle this time and the next time." He told her kissing her lips again. "But after that I'm going to fuck you like I own every inch of you." He growled out. Amara gasped at his words and the promise in his eyes and had to admit she was definitely looking forward to it.

Victoria Caldwell wasn't expecting for her world to turn upside down after signing up for Mr. Brando's class. He seemed like the average professor, the only thing standing out being his good looks. After a heated affair arises between student & teacher, Vickie learns the pleasures of power play. Warning: This is an erotic fanfic and is meant for [18+]. There are themes of BDSM, sex, and substance use.

He'll make her pay the ultimate price in his quest for revenge...