"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

I could feel the pain on the inside. My body was just numb as I tried to shut him out, tried to take my mind away from this, tried to find an escape for myself, as I always did. A place where I wouldn't feel him. A place where I wouldn't have to take his wrath. But that was just a dream. A fantasy. Because every time I opened my eyes, I would meet him. His eyes. Those eyes that just stared at me with so much hatred, and anger. "This man has our future in his hands. You know your father's condition. Don't be selfish. Make him happy." My mother words kept repeating in my head, over and over again.

ʙᴏᴏᴋ 𝟷 ᴵᴺ ᴴᴵˢ ˢᴱᴿᴵᴱˢ 𝐒𝚰𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐑 𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐑𝐀𝐅 𝐊𝐇𝐀𝐍 "Crawl to me Jaana" 𝐙𝐄𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐓 𝐊𝐇𝐀𝐍 "It hurts"

In the shadowed halls of Calloway Estate, a maid's tender discomfort awakens a primal need. Two brothers, bound by grief, find an unexpected sanctuary in her burgeoning milk, forging an obsessive, unbreakable trinity of hunger and devotion. ( Ignore my grammar, spelling mistakes and error).

He's the Devil of Milan. She hacked her way into his empire. Now he owns her silence maybe even her soul. Sienna Gonzales never meant to trespass into a criminal's digital vault. But one wrong code and she's dragged into the bloodstained world of Enzo Alvarez the most feared mafia boss . He should have ended her. Instead, he watches her. Protects her. Obsesses over her. Now she's locked in his estate, working for the man everyone calls a monster... while he unravels every piece of her past and rebuilds her future in his image. But some devils don't want redemption. They want possession. "You don't run from me, Angel. You stay. Even if it kills us both." Dark. Addictive. Obsessive.

He lost her once. He'll burn the world before it happens again. Klaus, the ruthless Lycan King, spent centuries consumed by an unshakable rage, a war born of a loss he couldn't remember. Until she came back. Dalia-his mate, his queen, the woman who had been stolen from him, erased from his mind by his own father. Now, she's in his arms, her scent intoxicating, her touch setting his blood on fire. But danger lurks in the shadows. The vampire who killed her once wants her again, and this time, Klaus won't be blinded by lies. This time, he'll spill oceans of blood to keep her. Even if it means unleashing the monster within.

"You're here," she murmured, voice steady. "Tell me two things you can see." His throat worked. "The tub," he managed, voice rough. "You." "Good," she said. "Now, two things you can hear." "The shower," he exhaled. "Your voice." "Two things you can feel." "The water." His grip tightened on her hand. "You." "That's good," she whispered, a small smile tugging at her lips. Sawyer Jones lives in a world of chaos-underground fights, illegal races, and the constant war inside his own head. His autism makes the world too loud, too bright, too much. Violence is the only thing that quiets the noise. Until Lia. Soft-spoken but relentless, she meets him in the tub in a party and refuses to leave. She steadies him when the rage takes over, pulls him back when he's drowning. But Sawyer knows better than to believe in peace. In his world, nothing good lasts. And the deeper Lia gets, the more he realizes-he might be her greatest danger yet. PLS GIVE IT A TRY 🌸🌸

On her 16th birthday, Lin Jia Yi was forced to participate in a double suicide with her father. Instead of waking up in the afterlife, she found herself in a parallel world, possessing another 'her' body, along with her 'machine destroyer' hands. Her life in the countryside was eerily similar, but she notice that some people that had died in her original world were alive in this world, and some people that are alive in her world are dead in this world. The only one she could completely trust was her aunt that had also travelled into the parallel world with her after losing her life when trying to save her niece. But her aunt was diagnosed with a split personality disorder, with her aunt sharing consciousness with the parallel world's aunt in the same body. When Lin Jia Yi first met her new uncle-in-law: This is the real-life CEO! When Lin Jia Yi first met her new elder cousin brother: This is the real-life male lead! When Lin Jia Yi first met a fellow student transfer: This is the real-life 'switch at the birth' rich lady! But Lin Jia Yi does not know that her arrival in this parallel world was not a 'coincidence' or 'fortunate', but 'on purpose'.

this story is about a cowboy who is a mafia boss and who falls in love with a nurse at the local hospital who is a single mom.