The lethal and the pure. The black and white. Opposite sides burning each other's souls. Parvana Naia Bukhari and Zeus Vincenticus Ferrer. When she first stepped into his life, he knew she was nothing but trouble. Sweet smiles and prayers doesn't fit with his rock n roll soul. As fast as they catch the burning flame of attraction, it spiraled down into nothing but specks of dust. What the fuck is love when religion, beliefs, and their entire lives contradicts each other? This is how we started. And this is how we end.

Christian Sage Monterio is not someone you messed up with. At age 17, he's fearless, bold, and dangerous. However, an incident happened that drove him away from the only girl he loved. Sage is on the hiding. He is a bad news to the remote village of Mallory Castillo. The world is looking for the billionaire's son. The 17-year old boy who killed someone. NOTE: This story was first written in 2017, which may romanticize toxic relationships and red flags amongst characters. Please take it with a grain of salt as revision hasn't started yet.

deceret (n.) latin word for "body to body" When Philodemus Elton Treveron's parents were slayed, the only thing that brings him closer to finding the killer is the gold crucifix chain around his neck. Fueled with vengeance, Elton swore to himself that he will find the killer and make him pay. 10 years later, Elton found the very same necklace rested on the slim neck of the shy Stormie Iona Roman-the governor's invisible daughter. Vengeance served hot on the plate garnished with love and a romance that shouldn't have started in the first place gave birth to chaos. In the name of love and revenge, Elton found his lips on her neck...

Three years. Ganoon katagal simula nung huli silang nagkita. Tatlong taon mula nang itulak niya ito palayo. Tatlong taon pero nalalasahan niya pa rin ang pait ng nakaraan. Three years ago, he lied to her. He made her believe! He took her heart and broke it! She should stop thinking about him. She should hate him to the fiery pit of hell. She should stop wanting him. She should just go and forget him... It's too bad she couldn't. And worse, because it looks like he already did. If This 2 of 2.

The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake

[ARDENT SERIES #3} I loved him but being with him was very lethal. It may not kill me physically, but it was killing me emotionally. Our relationship was a lethal attachment. And so, I detached myself from him to keep on living.

READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. This story isn't design for young audiences. *** "I want to kill you but before that I want to fuck you hard and rough until you can't walk for a week." -Hades D. Welcome to the Underworld with Hades. The moment you eat something in his world there's no turning back.

[Possessive Series 2] MATURED CONTENT. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. (COMPLETED) "So you are saying that sex is all about science?" "It is not all about science. Sex is just like math too. Add the bed, subtract the clothes, divide the legs, and wish we didn't multiply." - Dr. Alexander Coben III **** Cover photo by: @M4N4CL3S PS: UNDER MAJOR EDITING.

[Possessive Series 4] MATURED CONTENT. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. R18. "You became mine the moment I saw you helplessly sitting on the bench-two in the fucking morning, freezing to death due to the cold weather of Manhattan, New York." - Trevor Dmitri Cover photo by: @M4N4CL3S