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He saw her as an innocent, incompetent, child She saw him as her big, bad, sexy boss

Niana Zylyn Dela Cruz, who is alone and orphaned, meet Daniel Scott Montemayor. He awakens feelings and memories she thought had been buried for a long time. He is dark, enigmatic, and impossible to ignore.

"In the criminal justice system, some stories are too dark for the morning news. In New York City, the predators aren't always human." When a string of ritualistic disappearances haunts the subways of Manhattan, Captain Olivia Benson and the SVU squad find themselves tracking a killer that defies every profile in the book. The evidence points to something impossible: a hunter that strikes from the shadows, cloaked in silence, leaving behind victims marked with strange, geometric symbols. The investigation takes a lethal turn when the squad is caught in the middle of a private war between a rogue Yautja warrior seeking redemption and a terrifying Xenomorph outbreak engineered by the shadows of corporate greed. Forced into an uneasy alliance with a creature from the stars, Benson must navigate a city turning into a hive, a federal cover-up led by Weyland Industries, and a biological plague that threatens to rewrite humanity itself. On the streets of New York, the line between the law and the hunt has vanished. One city. Two species. No rules. This story is a gritty, high-stakes crossover intended for mature audiences. It contains graphic descriptions of extraterrestrial and visceral violence, including the biological "birth" of creatures and the aftermath of intense physical combat. Readers will encounter themes of body horror and medical trauma associated with non-consensual genetic experimentation and parasitic infection. The narrative also depicts scenes of urban peril, hostage situations, and the psychological stress of a catastrophic public health crisis. Viewer discretion is advised for those sensitive to dark themes, systemic corruption, and depictions of severe physical injury.

CONTEMPORARY LOVE | Written by MrsMolinaaa ---------------------------------------- My heart felt heavy when I heard the word love. I had conflicting feelings about it and the emotion itself. It just didn't feel the same to me anymore after losing several loved ones. "I don't believe in love." "You do," he responded quickly, almost too quickly for my comfort... I rolled my eyes, "How could you know?" "Because you romanticize life itself. I believe you do believe in love and desire to be loved, but because of those who hurt you before, you've shut off that part of yourself-the part that wants to give and receive love." Okay, now I felt vulnerable, and he was just being honest-still, he was good at reading people. --------------------------------------- Vera had given up on relationships. After many failed attempts to find "The One," she decided to focus on her career and further her education. She even swore off men entirely, which was tough, but her strong determination made it manageable. That was until she met her intriguing new neighbor.

When the FBI cross paths with the Ministry of Magic and start working together to solve cases involving the use of dark magic and vanishing victims all with the same M.O, it's up to a seventeen year old girl with a gift of natural profiling to work with someone that's supposed to be the enemy and solve the many cases. ___________________________________________ Trigger Warnings! • Foul Language • Deatailed Gore • Abuse • Drugs • Fighting • References

Casa Montreal Dark Romance | Psychological Thriller | Horror Mystery | Mature Behind the iron gates of Casa Montreal, luxury hides rot. Samantha Montreal once lived a life many envied - married to Lucien Montreal, a wealthy and influential businessman. To the world, he was powerful and charismatic. Behind closed doors, he was a narcissist... and something far worse. Her world shattered the night she discovered the truth. In the basement of their mansion, Samantha found piles of decomposing bodies - silent proof of her husband's secret life as a sadistic killer. She witnessed Lucien burying yet another victim, and in a moment of terror and courage, she called the police. Lucien was arrested, and Samantha - pregnant at the time - became the key witness and the only survivor of his hidden horrors. Five years later, Lucien Montreal is declared dead. A reported suicide. Samantha herself identifies the body. She tries to rebuild. For her son, Timothy. For herself. But peace never enters Casa Montreal. Five months after Lucien's death, Samantha meets Caleb Mortimer, a quiet, observant photographer whose sudden presence in her life feels like fate - or a setup. Around the same time, strange things begin happening in the mansion: Footsteps echo in the basement at night. Doors she locked are suddenly open. She feels watched. Always. Samantha becomes convinced Lucien's ghost is haunting the house. But as fear turns into paranoia, a more terrifying thought takes root: What if Lucien never died at all? Was the suicide staged? Is someone else continuing his twisted legacy? Or does Lucien have unfinished business... with her? As the line between trauma and reality blurs, Samantha must uncover the truth before the past consumes the present - and before her son becomes part of Lucien Montreal's final masterpiece. Because in Casa Montreal, the dead don't always stay buried.

Just an ordinary boy living out his life in University, passing by everyday without a notice against all others. There absolutely nothing out of the ordinary with this main character, surely. I think? Moving along, romance benevolently resides in his life, after all, it's probably needed after the incident with a significant other occurred

They say you should never meet your heroes. They never said anything about your captors. When wedding planner Elena Rossi uses a $5,000 vanilla buttercream cake to disable a hitman, she catches the eye of the most dangerous man in the city: Giovanni "The Ghost" Moretti. Now she's his "guest" in a penthouse prison-a witness his enemies want dead. Giorgio is a man of calculated cruelty and cold control. He doesn't do complications, and Elena, with her sharp tongue and defiant spirit, is the ultimate complication. He intends to keep her safe, silent, and out of his way. But Elena is done being a passive asset. Armed with a color-coded spreadsheet and a planner's ruthless precision, she dissects his criminal empire and finds a strategic mind to rival his own. As a deadly rival family closes in, their battle of wills ignites into a blistering, all-consuming passion. To survive, this ruthless mafia king must do the one thing that terrifies him most: trust her. And the woman who planned perfect weddings must master the art of war. In a game of blood and betrayal, their greatest risk isn't death... it's each other.

THIS FIC IS ALSO BEING POSTED ON TUMBLR. just not sure if i like this platform as much. But I will keep posting on both. ❤️❤️❤️ UPDATE: NEW COVER PHOTO 11/3 *Trigger Warning: This story will contain themes of abuse, addiction/drug use, and sexual assualt scenes. I will label the more extreme of them again as they come.* A new kind of darkness has set into Kai's life, and it might be harder than any battle she's ever faught in before. A battle with her own inner demons - a battle she wasn't winning. Until the return of a former lover...a certain lazy shinobi. But has he been gone too long to save her from herself? I do not own the originality of any Naruto characters, only Kai (who I may have slightly based in my own likeness.)

Bastogne, 1944. Beatrice Clarke, a British nurse transferred to the front lines, worked tirelessly tending to the men of Easy Company, trapped day and night inside a chapel converted into a makeshift hospital. She refused to let these men be forgotten, their pain overlooked, their stories abandoned to the cold. Lieutenant Ronald Speirs took command of Easy Company with a reputation sharpened by rumor and fear. He moved through the war without hesitation, without explanation, and without wasting words. He fought, and he led, but what followed him into that chapel would test what survived the siege

The young Professor Kim Jisoo has built a near-perfect fortress around her life: an unyielding academic career as the youngest professor, fierce independence, and zero tolerance for emotional inefficiency. For her, the world operates strictly on logic and data, definitely not romance. But her system gets a double shock: the relentless matchmaking pressure from her mother, and the sudden, disruptive arrival of Zhang Yixing at a conference. That man, the sharp, formidable CEO of Zhang Dong Petrochemical, didn't just listen to Jisoo; he challenged her with a nuanced, fierce argument, proving he was the only intellectual match she had ever encountered. =================================================================== Heads up: This isn't fanfiction; it's a completely original story. However, if the names and sharp aesthetics seem familiar? Well, I plead guilty to being heavily inspired by certain very compelling figures. Think of it as original content with a familiar face. I love the names, so please forgive the lack of creativity there! 😉✨

"Scared of what he'll say?" His hot breath was vexing, in both agony and tone. My eyes narrowed at his assumptions that I cared enough. "Aren't you scared of what I'll do?" My eyes casted down to the wand he didn't see slide up. It was pointed at the firm hand on my throat. "You've always underestimated me, Malfoy." Each word dripped like honey, causing his smirk to twist. A cat and mouse stuck in tormenting circles. His gaze dropped to my lips, a heat igniting in the silence between us. - Where there is smoke: there's fire. The same smokey eyes that watched her too closely all these years. Lillian Petunia Potter, named after her mother, had to fly under the radar and hide in the shadows while her infamous twin brother basked in the hero limelight. She played too close with fire and got herself burned one too many times. Will Malfoy cause her life to go up in flames? Will she freely jump into them if it means risking it all? *** This fan fiction will be loosely following the plot. For the sake of everyone, the plot spans over a couple of year. The first few chapters of the story is story building and to help add slow burn .The majority of the story they will be consenting 17+ year olds. Warning: contains mature scenes, language, violence, smut, etc. ***I do not own any of these characters, all rights go to JK Rowling and her publishing company. I do not own Harry Potter or any of the Harry Potter characters/plot. Simply a Malfoy girl.

#1st Book of "Vows" series A multi-couple dark romance drenched in obsession, revenge, and passion-with a classic twist: MARRIAGE. Marriage is the perfect weapon for revenge. ✧✧｡⁠*ﾟ "Me or your revenge" he asked, eyes shimmering with tears, hoping she would choose him. "My revenge" she replied, straight gazing at his eyes, cold and deattached. "Well - i choose you" he said, placing a hand on her cheek. Her lips parted - not in surprise, but warning. "Choosing me means choosing war. My war." Her hand hovered over his, quite gentle "There's no turning back. Think carefully - My war is on your family. If you stand by me, you stand against them." He didn't flinch, "I'll stand by you, always" Give it a try, you won't disappoint.

This book is a collection of short romantic stories that believe in one quiet truth: love is never unfinished. People may drift apart, moments may change, endings may arrive ,but love does not disappear. It stays. In memories, in silences, in the way someone still knows your favorite song. These stories are about love that is gentle yet deep, understated yet intense. About people who meet at the wrong time but feel right forever. About emotions that aren't loud, but last. Every story here is a reminder that even when love doesn't look complete, it is never incomplete. •Almost, Always We never called it love, yet it knew us better than anyone. •Before We Were Ready "Love didn't lose. It simply learned patience." •The Things We Didn't Say "Some feelings are too real to be spoken." •Still Choosing You "Even when I didn't stay, my heart did." •Soft Things "Not all love is loud. Some love just stays." •Letting Love Stay "I let you go - not the love." •Still Yours "Some loves don't end , they just stop being visible." please vote, follow, comment and share !! Thank you for being here. If these stories touched you, a vote or a few words would mean a lot. Your support helps these feelings find a home. #AlmostLovers #SlowBurnRomance #HeartbreakStories #WattpadIndia #EmotionalWriting #SecondChanceLove #Maturetheme #indianshortstories

If you've read The Avalon, then you already know about The Vault. It's not just a lounge-it's the underground playground for the world's most notorious celebrities. No signs. No reporters. No paparazzi following their every move. Just red velvet shadows and locked doors concealing indulgence beyond imagination. Inside, every floor is a different temptation. Every room a new sin. Forget champagne service and velvet ropes- this is a sex club for the famous, dripping with drugs, liquor, and fantasies too wild to say out loud. But did multimillionaire investor Wentworth Titan bite off more than he can chew and buy into something even he can't control? Did TNPS bodyguards Evan Scofield and Paul Rossi realize just exactly what they signed up for when they were hired? And what about America's heartthrob Nate Hollan, America's Voice Jula Moretti, Nate's assistant Trisha Banks, and their tight‑knit village of friends...can they resist all the many temptations The Vault offers or will they drown in them? Ruining relationships, sobriety and their reputations. Because The Vault doesn't just tempt you. It consumes you. Fame, fortune, health, love...it all burns away when lust and addictions take hold. And once you're inside, there's no easy way out. The Vault- Book 4 of The Winner series. Coming soon. Mature Content- Like the other stories in this series, The Vault is 18+ with many trigger warnings including strong sexual content,language, substance abusive, violence etc. etc. All characters are fictional and all are mine- no touching, copying or using my work without permisson.

Treated wrong and burdened with life, She still walks amongst the shadows hoping, no, knowing the Immortals with reign one day... Read to find out the rest. trigger warnings in the epilogue all credits to the owners of the pictures within this book OCxbnha in a way you won't expect(it's not a relationship) hope you enjoy my first story

XAVIER Pierce needed something to destroy to make Alexander DeLuca , to surrender his empire, to take revenge, to full fill his grandfather's wish. And then he found his weakness , or so he thought, EVELINE DeLuca, his daughter. The definition of feminine. Elegant and pretty with a pretty outlook.But is she? ...will he keep his promises? or his pledge? #adult theme #enemies to lovers #mafia love #romance

Feared across the underworld, Thegan Montenegro is a ruthless mafia boss whose name alone commands loyalty and bloodshed. Power, wealth, and control have always been his religion... until one fateful night leads him into the shadows of a secluded convent. There, he meets Sister Seraphina Vale, a woman bound by sacred vows and haunted by a past she buried behind prayer and silence. Calm, intelligent, and quietly defiant Seraphina is everything Thegan should stay away from and everything he becomes obsessed with. As danger closes in on the convent and enemies threaten to expose secrets long forgotten, Thegan is forced to protect the one woman he can never truly have. But desire doesn't bow to faith, and obsession doesn't fear God. Caught between sin and salvation, power and purity, both must decide.. Will love be their redemption... or their damnation? Bea Gutliano💙

Life is like crochet. Every loop, twist, and stitch represents the turns life will take, weaving an intricate pathway to the end of time. The slip knot that starts it all paves the way to your destiny, but it can unravel everything if pulled too tight or cut loose. Though crochet seems spontaneous, it is controlled by meandering patterns and repetition. Are we just strands of yarn, woven by those in power above us-those who condemn our every stitch and turn? A simple crochet speaks more than it appears to, as each yarn begins as its own individual strand, only to be shaped and crafted into a product. Once, humans stood at the loom of their own destinies, free to weave their lives as they wished. But the war changed everything. The werewolves, with their savage strength and immortal cunning, won the ancient battle and rose to power. Now, we- the humans-are the yarn they twist into their grand designs, tools in their hands, weaving their comfortable lives into existence while we toil below. Is this how my life is supposed to be? Will I always be a product of life's pattern, a slave to the werewolves above me? They live free, as balls of yarn spun into a life of luxury, blind to those who struggle beneath, shaping their futures stitch by stitch. And yet, I wonder: what would happen if I pulled the thread?