I cupped her face, planting a soft kiss on her beautiful lips. "Don't ever run from me, baby," I said softly, letting my thumb trace her jaw. "I love the chase." Her jaw tightened, her hands coming up to try and move mine. "Stop calling me baby, Ezra," she snapped, eyes flashing. I couldn't help but grin, dropping my voice to something low and dark. "Ohhh, now my baby has a problem with me calling her baby?" She shot me a glare, but I just tucked her hair behind her ear, pressing another kiss to her lips-gentler this time, lingering. "You don't get to tell me what to call you, baby." I leaned in closer, brushing my nose against hers. "You're whatever the fuck I call you."

The students of Nevermore return after a chaotic semester, and with them comes the monster that once tormented the woods-Tyler Galpin. As the students attempt to rebuild their lives, a new threat begins to creep through the streets of Jericho, hunting the people one by one. When the villagers' fear merges with ignorance, there can be only one outcome: a witch hunt. Sequel to The Psychic Saga: World of woe (Part Two)

**You should read The Warlock's Little Thief First BUT you don't have to AND this story is an erotic Monster Horror. Claiming with feral eroticism, mythic cruelty, and no apology. You were warned. In other words she f*cks a monster** A woman scarred by betrayal. A winter demon awakened by blood and rage. A binding that will devour her enemies-or consume her soul. Hannah never intended to summon him. Lured to a remote mountain town by the man she once loved, she's betrayed, collared, mutilated, and hunted in a sadistic ritual game-prey in a forest where masked predators trade lives like debts. Bleeding out in the snow, cornered and broken, she bargains with the impossible. A towering, horned beast of midnight fur, iron chains, and winter-blue eyes-the ancient Krampus, judge and executioner of the wicked. He slaughters her tormentors... then seals her fate with a dark covenant forged in blood, sorrow, and scorching surrender. His tongue cleans her wounds. His hunger brands her body. And in exchange, he vows absolute vengeance-every hunter, every betrayer, every debt will be paid in gore and ash. Now tethered to the monster who saved her and ruined her, Hannah wakes healed in his ossuary lair. The binding is unbreakable. His heat lingers in her skin. His growl echoes in her veins. As the blizzard rages and Hannah's brothers hunt for her, ancient winter rites awaken-and so does the darkness within her. Because the truth clawing at Hannah's heart is far more dangerous than Krampus himself... The real monster isn't the beast. It's the part of her that wants to be his.

They both smile like they want nothing more than to see me break. Ryze, with that devilish grin like he knows he'll enjoy every second of it, and Jace, my stepbrother. He's not supposed to want me, and I'm not supposed to want them. But the way he looks at me- with that teasing cruel smirk of his.... It makes me forget every rule I swore I'd keep. And when he speaks-low, cruel, filthy- my body answers before I can say no. ................................................................................ trigger warnings: please read ! dubious nonconsent/coercion!! power imbalance sexual content (explicit) emotional manipulation bullying/verbal degradation death of a parent (referenced) secret society violence and initiation themes knife play (not blood) blackmail stepsibling relationship psychological trauma (referenced) mask kink gore

ꜱʜᴀᴜʀyᴀ ʀᴀᴛʜᴏʀᴇ (27) is the king's most feared soldier-loyal, lethal, and dangerously charming. Women fall for him easily. He never stays. ᴩʀɪꜱʜᴀ ᴄʜᴀᴋʀᴀᴠᴀʀᴛɪ (17) is a sheltered princess-soft, innocent, untouched by the world's darkness, protected fiercely by her brother. Her brother takes her with him to his friend's kingdom to find a groom for her. But what happens there is something neither of them could have imagined. Because from the moment he sees Prisha, duty blurs into desire, protection turns into possession, and trust becomes a quiet, dangerous bond. She believes in him without fear. He claims her without asking. And in a game where love is forbidden- Shaurya Rathore never plays without a plan. ___ This story is not like an ordinary story; it's very erotic. Many people might judge it after reading it, but this story was written purely for entertainment purposes, so please don't take it too seriously and just enjoy it. Theme - dark, mature, erotica, forbidden.

"You'll learn to love the way I destroy you." ~~~~ "Stop squirming." "You're too big!" I cried, shifting. His length drilled into me, pressing in all the right place. "You say that like it's a bad thing," he responded in amusement. I glared up at him. "You're going to tear me apart!" "Oh, baby girl..." he learned forward, "that's been my plan all along. "Now sit still while I ruin you." ~~~~ I thought this place was haunted... the house I moved into. The rickety walls, the broken floors, the dusty air. I managed to clean it, but... But then there's a man in the mirror. I walk down the hall, and he's there, haunting me, watching me, playing with me. A ghost. This house was haunted. But little did I know... that he wasn't a ghost at all. No, he was very real. THEY were very real. And their plan to corrupt me had been set in place the moment I set foot in this house.

Destroy Me. ➿⭐︎➿⭐︎➿ "You like that?" Kit whispered. "You like it when I stroke your little clit?" I whimpered, shifting against Alistair who held me down. "Be nice, Kit," Jason said. "She's new to this." Kit just crawled up and pressed his lips to mine. "What do you say, baby? Should I be nice?" "Please..." I begged. "Please, what, princess?" "Ruin me," I begged, "destroy me." "Oh, honey," Raven leaned forward. "We've already started." ➿⭐︎➿⭐︎➿ Emma Rivers had noticed something odd back in October, five men who'd been following her around. but it wasn't until winter when they came out of the shadows. They played with her, teased her, left around little keepsakes... tormenting her. Kidnapping her. Five stalkers, five psychopaths... five lustful monsters. They might've been playful now, but it wouldn't have been long before the drove to destroy her.

Devin Archer is an angel, but apparently, he's not very angelic. Getting kicked out of heaven was a low point for him, he'll admit, but he's slowly learning about the human world through his job as an assistant coach for Mystic Falls High School's football team. Life takes a turn for Devin when Klaus Mikaelson rolls into town, shooting him lovesick puppy eyes and growling at anyone that steps too close. And the fallen angel is left wondering if he's sick, because he might just be starting to fall in love with the devil. Or, In which, Devin Archer both falls from Heaven and falls for Klaus Mikaelson.

𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 18 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚣𝚢 𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚋𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚞𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖...

One party. One rumor. One spark that no one saw coming. Regina George has a reputation to protect and a throne to keep. Rodrick Heffley has nothing to lose and a talent for ruining good decisions. They were never supposed to cross paths-until a party throws them into the same room, and suddenly everyone thinks they're hooking up. They swear it isn't true. They swear they don't even like each other. But rumors don't spread this fast unless there's a little truth behind them... and the truth is, neither one can stop thinking about the other. While Regina and Rodrick try to control a story that's spiraling out of control, chaos sparks somewhere else-between Angie Steadman and Greg Heffley. Neither of them asked for chemistry, but it hits anyway, pulling them together in all the wrong ways at all the wrong times. Secrets. Temptation. Jealousy. And a whole lot of bad decisions. Smutty book, smutt is in almost every chapter