♡Gomez Addams X F!OC X Morticia Frump♡ Valentina Zhang may have the best intentions, but she's a meddlesome little witch. In her efforts to follow in her mother's footsteps as Nevermore's most famous matchmaker, she lets her Cupid's arrow fly-- right into the back of the wrong person. ➶♡

"I'd kill everybody in this town before they'd take you away from me." Tara says, eyes wild. "I'd kill everybody in the world. You belong to me." ghostface!tara x fem!reader

I was too young to remember when the world finally fell. I grew up out here, living off the wilderness and content to survive the rest of my life in solace. Don't get me wrong, it was dangerous. It is dangerous for a woman to be alone out here. I never needed anyone. Until my little woodland paradise was torn down, and I was chased out of it, right into the arms of the three women I'd worked my hardest to avoid crossing paths with. The Savage Sisters. Aka: Sable Savage. Arielle Davenport. And Lucille Winter. Not related by blood, but bound by it all the same. Beautiful, terrible, and ferocious, they traversed the ruined cities like wriaths, cutting down all who oppose them. I knew I was a gonner the second I slammed into Sable's back, and ended up on my own half a second later. Yeah, buckle up, because this is fixing to be a wild ride. !! THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATERIAL PROBABLY NOT SUITABLE FOR INDIVIDUALS UNDER THE AGE OF 16 !!

"Do I look like the kind of woman who needs to bribe someone into sex?" She raised an eyebrow and placed a beautifully manicured hand on the generous swell of her hip. . . . I guess she has a point. "The sex will only come if you ask nicely." "Wait, what?" ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Sam is one tough chick. By day, she is the kind waitress at the café and caretaker of her little brother, Mikey. By night, she fights at an underground fight club run by the local gang. They place bets on who wins, and more often than not, Sam walks away with a couple hundred bucks in her pocket to end the night. She's not proud of a lot of the thing's she's had to do, but she does what she does to survive. Even then, she has one rule. The only thing she bets is money. Not her body, not her jewelry, not her time. See what happens when the sexy woman that runs the place gets her to break her only rule. W A R N I N G: Graphic adult content ahead. 18+ Rankings: #1 in WOMANXWOMAN #1 in STREETFIGHTER #2 in DOMME #2 in HOTTIE

What if you accidentally summoned the goddess of death? Well, believe me, I never thought I would be in this situation. With a sick mother and a little sister to care for, a murderous goddess up my ass was the last thing I needed or wanted. But there wasn't much choice I had, so I figured, hey? Maybe she can offer me some help. Well, turns out the reward for raising the dead wasn't quite what I thought it would be. Enchanted by her beauty and unique sense of humor, I let my guard down and that sealed my fate. When she abruptly kidnaps me from my home and tears me from my loved ones, I vowed to do all I could to get back to them, even if it included finding a way to kill the deity we used to pray to. Only, I never expected the knife to cut me as well.

18+ Readers Only!! "I woke up with a cheap ring on my wedding finger," Mona told her. Minerva went quiet. "What?" "It's real shitty craftsmanship too, Minerva. I don't know who bought these or who's selling 'em but Christ they gotta stop. Do you have one?" "Unfortunately," Minerva muttered, and Mona could hear her shifting in the bed. "Oh," she breathed finally, "that's... interesting." "What?" "It appears we are married." Mona started laughing. "Nice one, Iva. What's next? You're pregnant and I'm the father?" "Mona I'm serious." "No you ain't." "I've sent you a picture." Just as she finished speaking, Mona's phone chimed and she pulled it from her ear, putting Minerva on speaker. Sitting in their chat was a picture of a certificate. A certificate that stated they were, in the eyes of the law, married. "Fuck me," Mona said, staring at the picture. "How did this happen?" "I don't know." "What do you mean you don't know?" "I don't know," Minerva replied firmly. "What do you remember?" "Nothing!" "Wonderful," Minerva groaned, "absolutely perfect." *********************************************************** Minerva Edevane - a multi-billionaire who is also an heiress to a Scottish fortune that is thousands of years old. Mona Ariti - a traumatised young woman with mummy issues, and also the youngest sister of Minerva's best friend. When the two of them go to a bar in vegas and then wake up the following morning with no memory of the night except for a wedding certificate, they've suddenly got to act like this was the plan all along. That they didn't get heinously drunk and accidentally get married. There are many people that don't want them together, many people that try to tear them apart and hurt them. It's a story of heartbreak, of pain, of trauma, but also of love and comfort and the wonderful things that finding your soulmate can do. Content Warnings: Medical Torture SA Gore Blood Murder There is a discord server for this book.

In a turn of events, Theodora, a second year university student, finds herself completely indebted to her lecturer, Mrs Valentine. The situation only grows worse when a set of dangerous events begin to unfold, leaving Theodora under the protection of Mr and Mrs Valentine. However, Mrs Valentine has a dark side to her that she only releases around her husband, a dark side that Theodora finds she's desperate to be a part of. ------------------------------------------------------------ So I'm really bad at descriptions. But I do encourage you to give it a read.

GirlxGirl "What are you?" I whispered, my eyes still riveted on her form from where she stood a few feet away from me. Water dripped and rolled off of her skin and the plop, plop of each drop seemed ridiculously loud even over the roar of the sea. Her long lustrous white hair nearly reached her knees and waved slightly in the breeze. Her cerulean blue eyes had darkened to match the sea and a faint glow radiated from them. My eyes fought to stay connected to hers, it was so tempting to look down at her pearly skin that was so fully on display. The silver crown on her head dipped slightly as she lowered her head. "I am yours." Her siren's voice spoke, wrapping me in lyrics that I didn't know the language of but it didn't matter because my body knew the song. When I moved to the beautifully lethal seaside town of Long Beach, Washington, I never expected my whole world to be turned upside down. After a near-drowning three days into our move, my moms (yes I have two moms) are more than reluctant to let me out of their sight. But alas, as a redhead, I never could stay out of trouble for very long. Only the funny thing is, I never expected to be saved by a five hundred year old mermaid princess hell bent on claiming me as her mate. Nor did I expect everything about myself and my heratige to change. Yeah, I made that face too. RIP Kelsey.

Nat Xavier was just trying to survive grad school. Literally. Her closest friends would almost certainly kill her if they knew her secret. Why? Because she was the most dangerous weapon produced as a result of forbidden love. She was a hybrid. Half Human-half Werewolf. One bite and she could kill any supernatural creature before they knew what hit them. The only reason why she was still alive was because everyone thought she was human. She made it 24 years blending into the background but her safety began to unravel once she met, her. Cari Wright is more than just a history professor. She is one of the world's most powerful vampires. If that wasn't enough she seems to have a sadistic desire to torment Nat and her friends. Nat isn't one to back down from a fight but, does she bargain more than she can handle? ------------ A slowburn, comedic lesbian romance novel. My first so let me know what you think! My brain is full of more stories so I'd love to share more if you enjoy this. (Sequel is out! Look for "The assassin Squad")

Calypso-15 is an advanced robot assassin, designed to take out high profile targets with unparalleled efficiency. It was created with the sole intent of obsessing over the little details. Calypso-15 has become sentient. It, she, only wants one thing. Me. A queer sci-fi romance. Written for those who love obsessive possessive stalkery dark monstery interests.