Femmefatale Histoires

vesper always knew she was going to make it. there wasn't a shadow of doubt about it. after all, question marks only existed in fiction. the very moment vesper grasped the basics of human existence, she had inscribed her success into destiny as a plain fact. it was signed, sealed and delivered. it takes a sharp mind to take calculated risks with a ninety percent accuracy rate and an even sharper one to survive the remaining ten. everyone knows such precision isn't acquired through learning. it's innate. you've got it or you havent. the climb to the top feels effortless when unwavering faith sets the pace. plus, there's no space for loneliness when audacity is one's companion. alas, it's a bitter shame vesper underestimated one major part of the journey... just how much the altitude intended to teach her at the crowned summit. after all, being one step behind was never vesper's thing. especially, when the footprints belong to a man she utterly despises, with an uncanny gift of seeing right through her. •--- ❀ ❀ ❀ ---• vesper's audacity. KiwiAndKoalas, All rights reserved ©

Hearing his steps come closer his finger touches the tip of his knife "you'll find that your head will be on the tip of this knife" he smirks, his baritone voice fills the void between us as he cocks his head to the side awaiting my next move. "Good thing I'm not here to play baby" I say smirking, swirling my own knife as I fixate it to be levelled with his throat. • • • It only took one night for Victoria's life to crumble and arise what is known as the underworlds most wanted woman. In the mist of her assassinations she finds her way towards a sister she never knew she had. Unknowingly to her, William's fascination for Victoria creates a rivalry between her and her sister where a blood bath will commence. The Masquerade Ball, as of legal age, everyone in the town of Camden attends this exquisite ball to find a potential 'soul mate'. Come on it's the 21st century and Victoria Princeton instead finds the truth behind her 'innocent' family when getting kidnapped by the "ruthless" William Black. Upon his suspicion of her death, six years later she rises to take vengeance for the murder of her family and on her way unknowingly finds her way back to William. #2 Femmefatale *** All Rights Reserved. No part of this story text may be used for any purpose other than personal use. Therefore, reproduction, modification, storage in a retrieval system or retransmission, in any form of or by any means, electronic, mechanical or otherwise, for reasons other than personal use is strictly prohibited without prior written permission. No sharing or mirroring onto any application or online platform without permission. ------------- Sinful Acts written by Esra Bedir

The sun dipped low over New York City, casting a golden hue on the bustling streets below as Alora Bardot hurriedly maneuvered through the crowds of people. A recent graduate struggling to break into the fashion industry, she juggled her dreams with the harsh reality of bills and responsibilities. Her days were filled with styling gigs, & internships a relentless pursuit of opportunity, each step fueled by her passion. Yet beneath everything is a past love that haunted her, a love that had been cut short by no one but herself. Just as she brushed those memories aside, fate had other plans. One autumn afternoon, while arranging a photoshoot for a designer, she bumped into a man-the unmistakable John F. Kennedy Jr., the son of one of America's most iconic families. Their eyes met, and in that instant, the years melted away, reigniting the electric tension that had simmered between them since their broken romance. John's signature smirk broke through his confident demeanor, each word charged with unspoken feelings. But Alora felt a wave of anxiety wash over her; she had fought so hard to carve out her identity in a world that often seemed stacked against her, and the thought of being swept back into JFK Jr.'s glamorous lifestyle was terrifying. His world was one filled with power, privilege, and public scrutiny-a stark contrast to her humble beginnings. As they were drawn into a series of public events, each meeting stoked the embers of their chemistry into a blazing. Parties and fashion galas showcased their undeniable connection, John's life was constantly in the spotlight, a world of paparazzi and high expectations that threatened to consume her. A love that felt as authentic as it was terrifying. With each shared glance she sensed the stakes rising, John on the other hand is infatuated being brought back to the arms of his old lover, Anyone would fall into the hands of a Kennedy but to Alora that was the nightmare she had been trying to escape from. 8/4/24

Chloe Beltran is the queen of control - a wedding planner who's turned heartbreak into business and perfection into armor. Despite orchestrating love stories for a living, she's never had one of her own. So when freelance model Bella Madrid hires her to plan a last-minute dream wedding, Chloe takes it as just another job - until she meets the groom. Vince Crisostomo is the kind of man who sees right through her polished smile. Calm, driven, and quietly hurting, he's everything Chloe avoids... and everything she begins to crave. But as the wedding draws near and the lines blur between duty and desire, Chloe discovers the real reason Bella chose her - a secret affair, a family scandal, and a plan where she was always meant to fall... not just for the groom, but into a carefully crafted trap. Now, Chloe must choose: protect her reputation, or risk it all for a love she never saw coming. But love, like weddings, doesn't always go according to plan.

I walk through the club's door. The smell of alcohol and cigarette smoke hit me instantly. I sway my hips to the beat of the music as I walk through the thick crowds of people. I feel several pair of eyes on me as I seductively climb up the bar stool, making sure everyone can see just how short this little black dress is. I scan over the club, searching for my next assigned victim. I turn to the right, my eyes are immediately met with a pair of vibrant green eyes. I smirk as he walks over to me. "Hey, Good looking," he winks before continuing. "How'd you fit into that tiny, tiny dress?" He eyes me up and down before handing me a business card. Gorgeous, rich, and powerful, that's just what I like. I smirk before whispering in his ear, "You have no idea what you're getting into." He lets out a deep, raspy chuckle, "Lucky for you, I like a good challenge." "Don't say I didn't warn you." I wink before walking off. Men. So stupid and gullible. Dare I say naive. The thing that gets me is the fact that I always warn them. They just never listen. They'll fall for anything as long as you have a nice body and tiny dress. My name is Scarlett JoHansen, but to my victims, I am Natalia Dawn. I am Femme Fatal, and I am a Serial Killer. ------------------------------ Oh, Scarlett, if only you knew what horrors lied in the future. Everything is going to change.

"They called her crazy. They called him cold. But when the hunter becomes the haunted, who will pay the ultimate price?" Cold. Calculated. Clinical. "SILAS THRONE" thought he was the apex predator-until he met a woman who didn't play by the rules of man.... Beautiful, Beyond Rich, fire lies beneath her beauty."ELARA VANCE" didn't just want Silas; she wanted to consume him. When he threw her away, he thought he was free. He didn't realize that a woman with her resources-and her mind-never truly lets go....!

Her parents were gunned down, and she was sent off into hiding. "Keep your head down, stay quiet, and whatever happens, do not attract attention!" That's been her mantra for months, and she's been doing fairly well......until she got noticed sleeping in class by the world's most persistent streetfighter ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "What do you know?" she asked. Her voice was quiet, but ravenous for blood. "I know you're running from something. Something so dangerous it's even got you scared. I know you're not just an exchange student. You have better than professional training with both fighting and weaponry. You're important to someone bad, and your brother is keeping you hidden. I know what you're up against is brutal. So bad that you're even training me in case I get involved. That's why the back-to-back training, right?" he whispered, panting from the pain. Annya took a few deep breaths to calm herself down before she let him go. "You don't know anything about me" she whispered in a menacing tone before she pushed herself off of him and stormed off.

Ileana Popescu lived an ordinary life in Bucharest-until the world discovered she was anything but. Blessed at birth by the goddess of love, Ileana's beauty and charm are irresistible, bending reality to her whims. Strangers gift her priceless treasures. Police ignore her speeding. Even time seems to pause when she smiles. But Ileana remains oblivious to her power... until her daughter's enigmatic friend, Akio, exposes the truth. When a viral video catapults her into global obsession, Ileana becomes the face of a new religion. Followers bow at her feet, cities erect statues in her honor, and laws bend to her will. But as devotion turns to fanaticism, Akio's true motives unravel, and Ileana must confront the cost of divinity. Can she reclaim her humanity before the world destroys itself for her favor? A haunting tale of power, identity, and the seductive danger of being worshipped.

The Ferrarrinis', a name feared by Italy's island of Sicily. The family's head, the capo di capo of the Italian mafia. Bound to her battered and worn black leather jacket and signature pistols, his daughter, Sara, tears her way through Italy with her family by her side. Unedited, so there might be a few mistakes. Trigger warning: Use of Explicit Language(cursing), possible violence and death. -ON HOLD- Started: 03 Feb 2021 Completed:

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The Agency taught her how to be a ghost. Her partner taught her how to die. Claire Voyant was the Agency's most lethal asset-until a bullet from her lover, Garrett West, turned her into a liability. Left for dead in a rain-slicked shipyard, Claire makes a desperate bargain in the void between worlds. She's coming back to the land of the living, but she isn't coming back alone. Now known as the Woman From Hell, Claire is a spectral reaper with a necrotic touch. She has six names on her list and a debt to pay to the Pit. For every traitor she executes for herself, she must harvest five more for the Master. In the high-stakes world of international espionage, everyone has a price. Claire Voyant just found hers.

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Tanya Sequeira is stunning, sharp, and dangerously smart. By day, she plays the role of a loyal assistant to Shivraj Bose, a powerful businessman running shady deals behind luxury resorts in Pondicherry. But there's more to her than perfect reports and polite smiles. With Shaurya Malhotra a 25-year-old orphan raised in the underground she's planning something big. He's silent, calculating, and the only man who's ever touched her mind and body in ways she can't ignore. Together, they share secrets, schemes, and nights that blur the line between lust and trust. But when the plan is set and everything's on the line, will loyalty last? Or is someone about to break the deal? And if love was never part of the arrangement... why does it suddenly feel so dangerous? Tropes: - Smutty betrayal romance - Morally grey characters - Heist + love - Lovers turned enemies

Erica Fuentes, a.k.a. Ivy, has been an assassin ever since she turned 15 in order to provide for her family. About seven years later, and a little less than half her contract in, one of her targets proves to be a bigger problem than originally thought. Updates on Sundays

She steps into the night wrapped in velvet and shadow. Amber and smoke linger in her wake. Red lips say nothing - but promise everything. Once, she wore doubt. Now, she wears black. Velvet in Black is a sultry poem about quiet power, reclaimed confidence, and the kind of woman who doesn't ask to be seen - she makes the room feel her.

Queen's Wrath, King's Surrender is a sizzling, emotionally charged tale of power, passion, and retribution within the royal bedchamber. Set in a dimly lit chamber drenched in candlelight and velvet shadows, this sensual narrative explores the fierce dynamic between a Queen scorned and the King who dared let his gaze stray. With every deliberate movement, the Queen asserts her dominance-not just over his body, but his soul-demanding devotion, extracting penance, and wielding desire like a weapon. It's a story where lust and authority collide, and surrender becomes the ultimate act of loyalty.

Rhea wants nothing more than to kill her father. But not just because he's any run-of-the-mill scumbag. No, he's a god. And he's the one who cursed her with being a goldblood -- half human, half godling. Good for her, she's willing to do anything to kill him. Anything. ℜ𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫𝔤𝔢 𝔥𝔞𝔰 𝔫𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔨𝔢𝔡 𝔰𝔬 𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩𝔶. GORGEOUS COVER DESIGNED BY @SINADANA

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They say you know a tree by its fruit. But what happens when they're all rotten? Mae had one goal-make it into med school and prove her father wrong. But after bombing the MCAT and dumping her narcissistic boyfriend, she jumps at the chance to join a prestigious lab working to end mental suffering. What she didn't expect when moving to Ashcroft was the sweet, putrid smell of its men-except for her new friends Xion and Elijah-and the small issue of residents turning into shadowy monsters. She also didn't expect the top funder of her project to take a deeper interest-not just in her work, but in her demons. Xion is a troubled forensic investigator who just wants to finish his master's thesis and catch the next train out of town. Until Mae crashes into him-literally-causing him to spiral into what he can only describe as spiritual psychosis. As if Elijah, his oh-so-helpful roommate, wasn't enough, now he's seeing lights around Mae's head-and waking up in dangerous places with no memory of how he got there. Together, the trio begins unraveling a malevolent force-one rooted in the very institutions meant to protect them. As whispers spread and corruption tightens its grip, they'll have to decide: will they succumb to the darkness blooming inside them, or fight to become something more? Because in Ashcroft, when your soul dies, your body doesn't always follow.