The heavy smell of cigarette smoke couldn't even mask the metallic smell of aged blood beneath the floor boards. These were dangerous men. Boys with knives and painted skin.. ~ We laid in the darkened room letting the comfortable silence cover us. His tattooed hand lightly stroked the moist skin of my arm. Yuji was beautiful.. "I'm going to hell..." He said nonchalantly. My eyes danced along his strong jawline and shoulder length, tapered hair. Currents of silky, onyx hair. "I've touched such a pure soul with unclean hands..." He sat up, climbed to his feet and grabbed his silk robe from the door, concealing the Oni and blossoms that adorned his back. [Completed 02/27/20] *************************************************** Warning: This book is rated M for mature. This novel will include sexual situations, violence, and crude language. Let's try to be adults about this. If I catch you copying my book, I'll sue.

"Don't worry, sweetheart. We're just gonna take a little road trip," - Maria Robbins is a hostage for one of the nations most wanted fugitives. The only hostage to a calculated robber who has made national headlines by being able to meticulously outwit the police. Will Wellington is a man on the run with a goal in mind. Did he mean to take a hostage? no. But he sure is glad he did, especially one so captivating. 18+ #1 in crimefiction #1 in intense #1 in road #1 in action-thriller

You've complained about walking the beat in Detroit for years. Petty crimes, protests, no real action... So when Captain Fowler gave you orders to respond to a hostage situation, you couldn't resist. And then you got shot, only to be saved by the android sent by CyberLife... • Highest Rankings: #1 in Connor, Detroitbecomehuman, ConnorxReader & Video Games • ~215k words not including notes • See end chapter notes for more info and profile for Discord invite. [Book One of the I Am Alive series] Beta'd by MjrGenMatt, ElegantN7, Celestielle and Cerulaine

BAD TIMES | STEVE HARRINGTON ' bad time for a good time baby, a bad time. ' [summary inside] stranger things season 2-???? steve harrington x f!oc started: july 2019 ended: ???? (c) yksydnie || 2019

Trey has spent the last ten years drowning in drugs because he is too afraid to deal with real-life situations. He avoids confrontations whenever he can and keeps to himself, not wanting to form any kind of relationship with anyone. When the death of the most beloved peculiar shocks the entire city, Trey finds himself drawn back into the world of heroes and villains. To make matters worse, a dome appears out of nowhere and traps the people of Tombstone. With nowhere to run or hide, Trey is forced to face his demons and find out who is responsible for the dome. But his search leads him down a dark past where he has to come to terms with who he is and who he once was if he wants to get the answers he needs and save Tombstone from the evil consuming it. TRIGGER WARNING: This story contains scenes of violence and mature subject matter that may be distressing to some readers.

When Elora moves to Everbrook her intoxicating fascination with the mysterious and murderous Mason begins. When she first encounters Mason, he places a knife to her throat and attempts to murder her, but instead of being afraid Elora is drawn to him like a moth to a flame. Mason hates her for learning about his murderous ways but even he soon realises that he would prefer to kiss her than kill her. As Elora begins to break down the barriers around Mason's heart, she starts to realise that not everything in her life is as it seems. The town she lives in, the people she thought she knew, and the man she loves, may not be who she thinks they are. Love is all that matters to Elora, but will that be enough to save her town from the sinister plans of the malicious murderer plaguing Everbrook, Marlemore?

He was standing so close i could feel his body heat through my thin dress his cologne clouded my mind and my senses were drowning in everything that was him. Large hand cupping my chin i think nothing of it until he pulls my bottom lip down. "Youre a long way from home...arent you sweetheart?" Or that fic where the bad guy finds someone who understands him... Somewhat

"She's the only person brave enough to punch the joker in the face...and live to tell it. Ashton lawton"

"How do I know you aren't a monster?" "Because you're laying your head on my chest aren't you?" Inhaling deeply I then repositioned my ear so it was over his heart. Instead of hearing the steady heart beat you'd expect though, all I could hear was a soft 'tick tick tick' (c) Copyright 2016 by littleninjamari

"Show me a hero and I'll write you a tragedy." - F. Scott Fitzgerald ~ Victoria Morana Kingsley is average in nearly every aspect of her life. She isn't a great fighter. She isn't a brilliant genius. She doesn't have the greatest paying career. And on top of it all, she's not the most social butterfly in the world. There is, however, one teensy tiny thing that separates her from your average human being. She can talk to the dead. Although, they're not the most stimulating source of conversation in the world. Necromancy is a magical art as old as time itself, and in a time of Gods, magic and super heroes, being discovered for what she is, is the last thing Tori wants. But upon finding a man with a metal arm collapsed in the snow on the side of the road - who five years prior tried to kill her - not being discovered for what she is becomes all that much harder. Throw a budding, complex romance into the midst, and you have the beginnings of a story of grisly chaos, black magic, old friendships, witch hunts, death of various kinds and irregular love. For true, unrequited love, is not finding someone who silences your demons, but whose demons dance well with your own. ***I obviously do not own any Marvel or comic characters. I only own Victoria, the plot, and a few characters that appear later on in the story. All rights are reserved to Marvel comics.