Completed ✅️ Nora desires two things, finishing her degree in creative writing and saving enough to finally be free from her mother's abuse. So she's not prepared for the unexpected meltdown of her one safe space on wheels or the silent brute mechanic who's chosen to repair the damages. What happens when Nora, who isn't seeking a relationship, falls into the orbit of Mr. Silent, James? The universe moves galaxies to bring the two into each other's worlds. James sets out to fix what is broken, but along the way, repairs so much more. ~~~ James let's go of me and spread my folds apart with his thumbs. I feel as he spits on my pussy and before it can slide all the way down he flattened his tongue rolling the center around my clit. Each circle around rubs his piercing in a way that feels like the best feeling imaginable. "Shit slow down." I beg because the way he's ravishing me feels too much. I try to move away from his mouth but James just holds me down, palm flat on my stomach. "Where do you think your going?" "Its too much." I plead to him. "You know what to say baby if you want me to stop." He pauses as if to create space for me to say my safe word. But I don't. "That's what I thought. Stay still and let me finish." Started: April 11, 2025 Ended: August 10, 2025 Cover was made by chrissy_too_nice22

Join us as A young Black woman, betrayed and mistreated in her former life, dies and transmigrates into a mystical beast world after begging the gods for three wishes. She is granted the power to transform and grow stronger through her experiences. After making her wishes, she emerges in a new form with the ability to gain stripes, signifying her increasing power, and a powerful system that rewards her for completing tasks. Her new world is rich with fantastical creatures, each as powerful and mesmerizing as the last. She is determined to find love, power, and justice in this new life, surrounded by mates who adore her. As she builds relationships with beings from across the spectrum of magical creatures-tigers, snakes, dragons, mermaids, fae, and more-she embarks on thrilling adventures that challenge her strength and skill. *** disclaimer: I do not own the pictures I will use in this novel I will tag the artist Pinterest. Cover photo credit: LovelySkittlesXO

Mystic Falls chose the right girls. They protected Elena. They trusted Bonnie. They believed Caroline. And then there were the others. Lillith Gilbert burned too hot, felt too much, and was blamed for everything that went wrong. Sasha Bennett was quiet, unsettling, and learned early that love disappears when you need it most. Madeline Forbes was the secret no one wanted-half blood, half truth, entirely unwanted. They weren't cursed. They weren't evil. They were inconvenient. When the Council decides some girls are too dangerous to stay, exile is disguised as protection-and three sisters are cast out of the town that broke them. Years later, Mystic Falls will learn a brutal lesson: The wrong sisters don't stay gone. And they don't come back forgiving.

"Let me eat this pussy, ma." ♧👻♧

Harry Styles isn't my father, he's my stepfather. Well ex-stepfather. My mother married him when I was 18, she was 36 and he was 20. Totally gross right? Little did I know that she was already knocked up when they got married. They were a happy little family while I was living with my ACTUAL father and going to college. Two years later, my mother left Harry for a man even younger then him and took him to the cleaners. She got full custody, child support and spousal support to pay the way of her and her new boy toy while Harry had to give her his house and move into a small apartment. It's been three years since the divorce my mother wants me to come back for her wedding, the wedding Harry paid for. I felt terrible for Harry but I was too ashamed of my own mother to reach out. But now she's left me no choice because he's the only one that can help me. Will he even answer the phone? I haven't talked to him in almost four years, I don't know what state he's in having his son ripped from him or all of his hard earned money taken away. All I know is that I'm at his doorstep and he's about to get the surprise of his life. ______________ ⚠️ Will contain an assload of foul language as well as sexual content. While some names may be real this is an alternative reality based story that is 100% mine.

serpent /ˈsəːp(ə)nt/ a usually large, snake or a mythical snake-like reptile, often symbolizing cunning, treachery, or evil in literature and mythology. 404 was born in an incubator inside a underground lab. She was the first successful fusion of genes of a human and a snake. They called her a serpent, a mythological creature that can now only live under their cruel eyes. For years, she lived through countless painful experiments. Until one day, she escaped with the help of other test subjects. They were her 'family'. They all escaped the lab and went into hiding. For centuries it was a game of chase. Some died, others perished under the relentless pursuit. It wasn't until one day while she escaping alone, a thunderous lightning struck her and everything went dark. And when she woke up, everything changed. No more agents running to capture her, no more living in hiding. The world was surrounded by virgin forest and mountains. As well as men as beautiful as the greek gods who could transform into beasts just like her. It felt like 'home'.

Willow King a 22 year old autistic freelance artist is shot to death by her boyfriend. She awakens in what she assumes is heaven and meets the 'angel' Hathor who gives her a trial.. or more aptly a happy afterlife.. or so Willow thinks.. She chooses the ability to Quick Save and Load as her ability to protect herself in her world... She doesn't know that Hathor is known to make their trials around the 'Soulmate' trope often found in fanfiction.. Will she be able to be happy in a world filled with psycho killers she's unknowingly soulmated too? (This story is part eleven of my 'Feline Afterlife' universe series. And part one of my Soulmate Series)

A simple girl who works for her boss as a personal assistant. Right, expect he is dangerous. She just doesn't know it. He's a mafia boss. He saves her and asks her a question that will changer her life forever. Not edited! However, her biggest danger is her own physically abusive father reverse harem!!BDSM relationship!! If you are uncomfortable with stuff like that it's not the book for you! Multiple POVs: Updated weekly Tuesday sometimes I'll update more often if i can. Smut will contain 🔥🌶️ in the title if you don't want to read it. Book one of series

Birmingham Central Library, 1930 The hush of the library was not the sort Tommy Shelby was used to. It wasn't the thick, reverent quiet of a church or the loaded silence of a negotiation. It was clean-almost sacred. He walked between tall oak shelves, cigarette tucked behind his ear, and the click of his polished shoes against the floorboards was the only rebellion in the air. He was looking for a record-land deeds, something clerical. Boring, Ada had said. Tommy didn't believe in boring. Every detail had a price, even the dull ones. A voice broke the silence before he saw her. "You can't smoke in here." He turned. She stood beneath a hanging lamp, holding a book with one finger marking her place. Dark eyes-sharp, assessing-met his with the steadiness of someone who had already measured him and found him lacking in something. Or perhaps too full of something else. "I'm not smoking," he replied, deadpan. "Yet." She raised an eyebrow. "Intent counts." Tommy allowed a hint of a smile. "Does it now?" The librarian stepped forward, slipping the book into the crook of her arm. Black hair, neatly pinned, a charcoal blouse tucked into a high-waisted skirt. Elegant. Efficient. Watchful. She looked like she belonged here-among dusty knowledge and forgotten truths. "Do you need assistance," she asked, "or are you just here to test the building's flammability?" "I'm looking for land records," he said. "Early acquisitions. 1918, Birmingham South." Her eyes narrowed, just a fraction. "That section's restricted." "Tell your supervisor I'm Thomas Shelby." She didn't flinch. "I am the supervisor." And then, something shifted. A flicker-not in her expression, but in the air between them. Magic, maybe. A pulse of something not seen, but felt. Tommy's instincts didn't know the word for it. But they knew the smell of power.