18+ Werewolf Romance (read at your own discretion) "If I find you soaked for me below your nightdress, then I am going to do terrible things to you, Lavelle." His dark promise fuels my desire. I grab his wrist where it rests against my thigh, stopping it before it can travel upward. "Wait." His mouth curves into a smile against the side of my neck. "Troubled about what I may find?" +++ Lavelle has never considered herself lucky. That changes on the night she secures an invitation to a coveted ball. There, she meets a charming Alpha, who takes a singular interest in her. A single night leads to Lavelle being swept up into another world entirely, where she is doted on by a handsome Alpha who speaks of marrying her. While she considers their meeting fate, the Alpha has dark and terrible intentions that aren't revealed until his mysterious and beautiful cousin, Zyre, arrives to challenge his title, and to take all that he belongs to him- including Lavelle. Suddenly attached to a new Alpha who she feels inexplicably drawn to, Lavelle struggles with the dark realities of her past, and the growing bond between her and the enigmatic Zyre.

• REWRITING • The now graduated Kim Torres has a chance to work in an office,offered by her friend.When they arrive she immediately spots the hottest man she's ever seen and has no clue he's the boss there. He is rich,tall and an egoistic person and they don't get along.His appearance and his fragrance draw her in.While her story she goes through a lot; family issues and stuff,but despite all the pain and regret her boss,Mr.Collins is there for her and takes care of her.After all the teasing and tension the ice breaks between the two. "Who do you think you're talking to?" He asked and his voice was deeper,scarier. "Then take your anger out on me! " I yell back and his face doesn't change,it's like he's satisfied.He keeps silent so I walk to the bed when he grabs my arm pulling me back.He attacks my neck and I tilt my head back giving him access. "I've been taking it easy on you." "And I bet you enjoyed every single time we've been close to each other.Right?" He asked with his hand on my waist. "Right Kim?" He asks whispering in my ear and gets closer to me.My breathing quickened and I'm shivering under his touch. "Yes" 📍Rankings #1 office romance #1 boss #2 kinky #1 goodgirl #1 stronglanguage

The serial bully is a type of bully often found in popular circles. These bullies are systematic, controlled, and calculated in their approach. Friends, teachers, and administrators may have no idea what a serial bully is capable of. This type of bully appears sweet, charming, and charismatic to authority figures. But, they can be very cold and calculating. What happens when a serial bully develops an odd fascination for Olivia?, bad things.bad, bad things.

Her pulse thrummed at the speed of a frightened rabbit, blue veins interlocking like branches on an old tree. Her face was fading to an ice blue and I suddenly found myself liking the colour. My hand felt huge in comparison to her small neck, if I applied too much pressure it would snap like a twig. Despite the dangerous position she was in, she was smiling up at me, milky eyes full of tears that broke free and carved translucent lines in her pale cheeks. "Why are you still here," I snarled, my eyes a breath away from hers. "Because I love you," the answer was expected and a pleasing feeling of control flooded my body. "No matter how many times I hurt her she would look at me with those blank eyes that showed the most emotion I had ever seen, I would never admit it to her but I was quite fond of her. Releasing her throat, I gave her a moment to cough and splutter. Growing impatient, I trailed my fingers down the marks the tears had left. I don't know what love feels like, I don't think I'll ever know, but right now I think I love her the most I ever could love anything. It was a confusing feeling, a feeling that made me want to protect her instead of do her harm, it was my own brand of love. "Go fetch my knife xim," a giddy smile lit up her face, she didn't hesitate in walking he familiar path to my draw of toys. "This one," she asked, a freshly sharpened butcher knife in her hand. "Yes, that one," I smirked, striding over to her. Casimir, a young serial killer discovers that there's more to life than slaughtering young girls at bars.