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My Sexy Kidnapper by livingthethuglyfe
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Picture this: You enter the mall with your friends. As you're making your way to buy a strawberry smoothie, you notice something more delicious walking right towards you. As he comes closer, he gives you a heart stopping smirk then takes you by surprise. He pulls you into a headlock, jabs a gun in your temple, then runs away with you. As I uncover why this mysterious model kidnapped me, I find myself tackling, punching, hugging, and watching Disney movies with him. Call me reckless, but something about this troubled kidnapper is quite intriguing yet heartbreaking. Find out if I, Skylar Scrowbar, end up dead in a ditch somewhere, or end up helplessly falling in love with my sexy kidnapper.
Never Have I Ever by farawayfromnowhere
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Aria has always laid low in school with her tight-knit group of friends. When she meets Nash at a party, he's rude, he's blunt, and he's got more baggage than he can carry. Aria immediately dislikes him. But the line between hate and love is very thin, and a continuous game of Never Have I Ever may change everything.
For the Love of Ethan by CatRyer
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Berkley Roberts is a college student in an abusive relationship until one day BJ pushes her too far. Betrayed by Laura, Dane Knight is a single father, struggling to balance work, women and his troubled son. He desperately needs a full time Nanny on site 24/7 to help him with his troubled 3 year old Ethan. Seeing Ethan struggling and falling behind, Danes mother takes matters into her own hands and hires Berkley to care for her grandson. Considering she is a beautiful brunette with stunning jade eyes instead of the middle aged prude of choice, Cybil hires her under the condition that she not fall prey to Dane and his charms. Soon Berkley finds her heart wrapped around the little finger of a small boy who clings to her to fill the void left by his mother. Dane wants nothing more than for his son to have a mother, someday, but his work is challenging him more and the last thing he has time for is a relationship. Berkley is emotionally scarred and hiding from her past, accepts Danes generosity taking refuge in his home. Battered and broken, can Berkley let her guard down and leave her heart defenseless? Can Dane learn to trust again? Will their 'Love of Ethan' pull them together or are they both too damaged?
Sorry, I'm Not Into Bestiality by IggyWasTaken
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Now, I've been hungover before. Arguably more than most. I've experienced the entire spectrum of complicated euphoria that comes with drinking until you can't stand. I've witnessed things that upon reflection, no sober human being could even begin to comprehend through the kaleidoscopic of lens of Dutch courage. There has been very little I couldn't chalk up to the consequences of my own actions while recovering from a particularly heavy night of partying. But as the stranger in front of me demanded for me to stop, his entire appearance morphed into something monstrous. And I can honestly say, that was a first for me. The air grew thin as I began to shake uncontrollably, a rotten cold sweat breaking out across my skin as my tongue simultaneously turned to ash in my mouth. His pupils had blown to an unearthly size, the whites of his eyes rapidly growing blood shot before flooding with thick, burgundy splotches, removing any trace of humanity. Dark veins of blues and purples bulged along his neck, darkening to a perturbing black as they crawled along his jawline and burst forth from his orifices, joining a tangled web beneath his skin. His canines which had already been relatively prominent, extended even further, their sudden evolution an inescapable indicator of their deadliness. His head morphed and elongated just past the point of natural, jaw clenching and sickening cracks looming as I stood frozen in stock horror fear. Everything in my body screamed that what I was witnessing was just wrong. That if there was a God, this creature was the antithesis. I was in the presence of the ultimate predator and I was one swipe away from having my throat ripped out. The man I'd only a few minutes earlier considered attractive, had become one of the vilest creatures I'd ever seen. Definitely not a crackhead. "Holy f*cking crap!" -------------------------------------------------------------------- British ex-military meets the supernatural.