Pg18 Stories

This is a story about strange killings in a small town called Westside. The mysterious part is that the serial killer is one of the investigators. As usual, the serial killer is the person you least expect. The interesting part is that the serial killer uses the weakness of love, secrecy and lust to get to the victims **** Enjoy

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If you were given a chance to fall in love and be loved but with a limited time, would you take the chance?

Ellie Grayson bumps into a total stranger, who then becomes her plus one. But is it really just that? Perhaps not, there is much much more into it. Read to find out.

Year 35XX, The forces of perversion had invaded the world. Pummeling deep chaos into all countries, tribes and nations. And Its now up to a wolf girl, alongside with her friends to put an end to it. Saving humanity as well as the innocent virgins. An adventure story filled with hopes and dreams. love and friendship. and deep bonding. Not to mention random side stories. ecchiness, cringy jokes and other crossovers.

Just like the story of the ugly duckling turning into a swan, young Ms Brixton Royal can totally relate to it.

Hinata Hyuga comes from a great background, with an exceptional family that comes with high honour and respect. But despite her family, she's awfully shy and believes in true love even though she's never felt love for anyone other than her own family. Naruto Uzumaki is the new transfer student and he's background is unknown to most. And believes love to be nothing but a burden to oneself but there is more to him than meets the eye. These two people are total opposites, the one an open book and the other has walls built around he's heart not to mention he's past. As they meet by some pretty drastic circumstances. Is the saying true, do opposites really attract? ***** Can't say if there will be an age restriction, but I guess you'll see as the story develops, hehe... But I will say this is a Naruhina story based off of real life. This is my first Naruhina story outside the Kishimoto concept.

Laid inside the box, the rose of reminiscence, its petals wrinkled but unbroken, eternized a name that was now engraved on a tombstone. Her heart of glass embraced it, though twas brittle and cracked, sealing the rose in an everlasting longing. As she danced away her grief, the pain-bearer caught her in surprise, handing her a vibrant scarlet flower. Its soft yet toxifying petals touched her skin. Its scent fumed in, turning into a suffocating smoke of vengeance that filled up her lungs. The thorns pierced through her delicate fingers, digging on painful memories mthat had been long buried. Vengeance emerged with its pendant of agony to be wrapped around her neck, making her the ruler to its realm. And he, his love, had ironically fallen into the cliff of her resentment.

17 year old Leslie's life turns upside down once she meets the new hot transfer student from Korea. Will she find true love or will her heart break into a thousand pieces.

Nicole is 23 and living her life to the fullest along with her bestfriend Aarushi, This story is about their lives,dreams, love and loss. Nicole falls in love with Shehryaar and what at first seems like an easy meant to be love story turns into a story of complications, misunderstandings and loss as Nicoles dark past threatens to destroy her future with Shehryaar, until Aarushi and Hussain decide to step in and help the two soulmates find their way back to eachother.

Natalie Rushman a sophomore at hiiltop college has to Choose one from the numerous guys who ask her out and has a hard time making that decision due to her past relationship experience and lack of trust for anybody except her best friends... Will she finally make that decision? Who will it be? Will it be the right choice? **Note*** This book contains swear words and has steamy contents so don't read if you're below 13 xcpt you wanna be ...

'The serpent whispered to Eve, it tempted her and for she was only human and therefore she fell' Anika looked to the stars and sighed, 'What is so beautiful about the sky, for it to enchant you everytime you see it?' He asked her curiously, leaning toward the metal bar of the Astronomy Tower. He wanted her to look at him with such care and importance. She smiled, 'Because Tom, the sky is as old as nature. It is older than you, than I, than the old coot Dippet and older than the oldest tree that still stands. And even when we're all gone, it will still be standing. For it is infinite. It is promised and to know that, it is enchanting.' She answered, still not looking anywhere but the sky. 'Look at me' He stated and she did, again with a smile brighter than anything he had ever seen. It made his chest constrict and he wished, for the first time in his life, to make sure he never has the misfortune to lose such a sight. 'The moon and stars?' 'Lunam et stellas,' She answered and brought forward her wrist to his face, his sight blinded by the bracelet he always saw and heared dangling from her wrist which he so desperately wished to have caged underneath his palm. 'I can give you the world,' He told her making her smile bigger. 'It is not yours to give.' She answered, staying true to herself. 'I don't get what you wish from me,' He stated honestly. 'I wish for you, Tom.' And hell broke lose. Lucifer gained back his wings and flew straight back into heaven.

Paris France 1791.17-year old Louise Charlotte de Villeneuve and her family witness the revolution shaping their country.

Imagine this... Two people, both reaching for the sky. One hand's finger is broken, the other's wrist is turned backwards. One crushed hand for a full heart. Two brains meshing together, fighting one another for coexistence. A pain with no limit. A longing with no depth. Three words. One doubt. A storm raging through a sea of thoughts. Waves crashing against the very corners of the mind. The twisted wrist, as unsightly as it is, still yearns to flex and reach for the sky with it's curled misshaped fingers. The broken finger can no longer reach. Four others do so in it's stead. Wandering eyes push back pure emotion, clouding the sight with blurred stains. Rejection entices one's fear. Both hands clash. What do you think happen's next?

"Anna's always sought validation in others' opinions, letting their words shape her thoughts and actions. Follow Anna's journey as she navigates the treacherous landscape of self-doubt. Will she find the courage to trust herself and embrace her true potential?

When you live this close, hate doesn't stand a chance. Shakira Chantelle Brooks hated Jabari Carter. Like, hated him. Always had. Always would. The man was her walking trauma response, period. Back in the day-when braces had her gums on fire and her smile looking like a construction zone-he stayed calling her Bucker Teeth like it was her birth name. That nickname followed her harder than Sallie Mae, and don't think she's ever forgotten. Now she's grown, fine, and finally got her life halfway together-director of a nonprofit, almost done paying off her school loans, just bought herself a house. But life? Life don't ever let a Black woman breathe too long. The basement floods, bills start piling, and just like that she's dragging her suitcase into her best friend's guest house. Which would've been perfect... if Jabari Carter wasn't already living there. Her brother's best friend. Her lifelong nemesis. The man who somehow got finer with age and knows it. Why does she hate him? Baby, pull up a chair. • He grew up with money while she had to grind every damn day. • Every time he fumbled, his parents wrote a fat check to fix it. • He runs through women like Uber Eats orders. • And the way he walks around like God's gift? Please. So yeah, Shay hates him with her whole chest. Her friends question it. Her best friend questions it. Hell, even she questions it sometimes. But that hate? Rock solid. Problem is... when you're sharing the same roof, hate don't stand a chance. And everybody knows that thin line between hate and like? That's where the real mess lives.

I wanted to live, can they help me?

I've been killed just to be brought back and killed again, every death more painful, every death more painful. I don't know who was doing this to me, I don't know my birthday, my parents, where I am, all I know is my name, Octavia. But oh, how my life changed when I met him.

a tragic love story about two unlikely lovers

Él representa todo lo que perseguido toda su vida, su trabajo. Él va contra todo sus principios y moral, lo que él se ha encargado de fotografiar. Este hombre ha llegado a irrumpir en su vida sin que él pueda hacer algo para evitarlo y es que si acaso quiere evitarlo.