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Hell's Angel

Leituras 514
Votos 24
Capítulos 23
Tempo 1h 14m

Leituras 514
Votos 24
Capítulos 23
Tempo 1h 14m

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18 demon dragon elvish erotica paranormal

18+ this is an adult book Paranormal Erotica. I open my eyes and there he is, just standing there watching me. "It's....It's you! I...I never thought I would find you," I rub my eyes "Am....am I dreaming?" he nods breathlessly. I stare into his exquisite cobalt eyes. "What..." Blood rushes to my cheeks, "what is your name? Mine is Erkoso, or Erko if you will." I look down. He smiles and takes my chin into his hand, forcing me to look at him. "Zakhar, or Zak if you will, and don't look down. I want to look into your beautiful silver eyes."Todos os Direitos Reservados

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In Shadows of Night, de dstry0515

I woke to a sudden breeze invading the warmth from the heavy blanket that caressed my skin. Here, alone with my thoughts, the still, calm quiet in the atmosphere is almost painful. I feel suffocated in the clingy, static air. In quiet, still moments like these, I can almost feel Him. I don't know who "Him" is, but I can feel his presence. It's almost calming, especially on fearful, anxiety fueled nights. Usually, he was the strongest when I had a nightmare. The nightmares weren't as common now, but, right after everything happened, I was having them every night. I'd wake up and swear I was drenched in blood, my eyes and lips sticky, my nose filled with the smell of iron and fuel. After everything, that's when Him first came. From there, he just never left. I can usually sense when Him is near. Today, though, his presence is stronger. I can almost feel Him next to me, weighing down the mattress. Some nights, I roll over and imagine how he looks, envision his smile or the sparkle in his eyes. He's never there and I'm left clutching to the thought that he exists, staring into empty air. Tonight, though, I swear I can reach out and touch him. Extending my hand gently, I sweep my hand out into the darkness and meet an inexplicable warmth. A scream rips from my lungs as hands cover my face and two icy blue eyes stare back at me, daring me to speak again. A soft cloth caressed my nose and mouth before I felt myself fade into bed. All Rights Reserved. Contains graphic descriptions of violence and assault. Contains battle scene.

The dragon girl (Completed), de Sarahb_555

Suddenly there was a huge roar. I take a step back covering my ears, my head spins, it is so loud I can't hear myself think. I stand at the mouth of the cave that yawns wide open on the side of a cave. Its big, bigger than a mountain lion bigger than a bear. And I am about to walk into it's cave. But I HAVE to find out what it is. What if there IS a dragon? It will eat me for sure. but I keep going, I just need to make sure it doesn't see me. I walk to this opening as the path split in two edging me across the wall. I will be careful, silent, it will never know I was even here. There is a rocky cliff side and a drop. I look up from my thought and my eyes lock with gleaming golden eyes. I freeze every muscle in my body locks and I can't move. Towering taller than a building stands something I never thought could exist. A dragon. My heart pounded in my ears as my blood ran cold.

Bleeding Love (+18), de BarbaraPy

Trailer: https://youtube.com/shorts/xKYZ-mVSD34?si=q4JBzDpUaVzW_Q4B ---------------- I felt him step closer to me, both hands holding my arms. Viktor was a gentleman, he was not going to do more, nor did I know if I wanted more, but I leaned into him and pressed my face to his chest. The hard, firm wall of him welcomed me, and I couldn't help sob. "I keep feeling like I will never be whole... I will never be sane..." His grip grew tighter on my arms, my hands rested on his chest as I looked up. His eyes held storms, and I was caught in the middle of them. "I am sorry," I whispered. "I don't want to look so weak..." There were no more words left for me to say, his lips found mine, and I melted into his cold embrace. His tongue met mine and I moaned as his hands slid down from my waist to my lower body. My robe fell, and I lifted my hands to wrap around his neck, pulling his face to me as he sank his fingers into my flesh, and I felt him lift me in a swift move, taking me to the bed. - Viktor Volkov never thought his short visit to the US would take more than three days, but after finding a woman who had lost her memories, he couldn't help feeling drawn to her in ways he had not felt for over centuries. Dawn woke up from a nightmare into another one. She had lost all her memories, and she didn't know who to trust. But the man who had his cold eyes on her seemed to be the only one who made her feel alive.

He Took: My Soul..., de Aphmau_Fan2011

A war between a Demon and an Angel. The love between a Dragon and wolf. How will this turn out?! I don't know how i was going to tell Dev my decision. It was going to be hard to break it to him. I opened the door to our room when I see Dev kneeled down with Ishah in his arms. Blood was poring out of her chest. Dev looked at me with fear and guilt in his eyes. "I-I'm so sorry Adora. I-I didn't mean to. It was a mistake." He pleaded. his eyes flooding with tears. I rushed to my daughter's side as a grabbed her from his arms. I cradled her in my arms as tears streamed down my face. I looked at my daughter's innocent lifeless face. I couldn't hold back anymore. "ISHAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I cried at the top of my lungs, my heart felt like it was stabbed a million times as my eyes poured out gallons of more tears. "I'm sorry. I lost control. I can explain-" Dev began but i cut him off. "Your fucking explanation isn't going to bring her back!!! I should have killed you a long time ago!"

Sinful Rabta 🌶️, de Shree20096

Do don't open the novel, if you are not comfortable. It conatins, high explit sceans.bdsm and erotic chapters. MFM TWO DANGEORUS DEVILS. ONE INNOCENT GIRL. TRAPPED IN BETWEEN DREAM AND REALITY. That night - she was in his bed, blindfolded again. She felt his tongue on her breast. His hand between her legs. She moaned softly, "Veer..." But then - she felt another hand. Cooler. Pressing to her throat. Two hands. One gripping her thighs. One stroking her hair. > "Say you belong to me," a voice whispered at her ear. But it didn't sound like Veer. She gasped, yanked the blindfold off- Only one man was there. Just Veer. Smirking. Watching her. No one else. "You're seeing ghosts, sweetheart," he murmured. "But ghosts don't lick the way I do." ---

The Definition of Beautiful (Shin-ah Love Story), de Kunoichi101

"Are my eyes beautiful?" he asked me. His question was full of wonder. It was like he was afraid of my answer at the same time. I used my hands to hold his hand that was touching my face. "Yes," I smiled a warm smile at him. A smile that wasn't to cover the pain, it was just a pure warm smile from my heart. "I see..." and then he smiled.

Dress Me ||z.m., de TeaIsForTimi

**Book 2 titled Keep Me is up** The lights were off, all except the emergency light that flickered every now and then. I got chills just being here by my lonesome... at least I thought I were. I heard the door then footsteps coming directly towards me. "Hello?" I called out, angling my head to get a clearer view. I waited a couple seconds then suddenly I saw this dark figure walk under the emergency light. The moment the light hit those soft brown eyes, I knew exactly who it was, feeling safe enough to turn my attention back to closing the closet door. "What are you doing here?" I asked, throwing him a look over my shoulder. I felt him coming closer behind me, causing me to turn around. "I came here to be dressed," He was now inches away from me. "Isn't that your job, babe?" "Only for the next hour and a half," I said, backing up as he moved closer. When I felt the doors of the closet pressed against my back, a couple of swears escaped my mouth and I knew that I had no other choice but to await his next move. He was now an inch away from my face, staring me directly in the eyes. He leaned down to my ear, grazing it before he spoke. "Then dress me."

The Red Dragon and His Goddess, de rosenichholas

(STORY IS BEING UPDATED - 04/23/2025) "What is your name?" he asked, his voice a deep, commanding thunder that rolled across the great hall. I stood before the Red Dragon in all his ruthless glory. Towering. Fearsome. Every breath he took seemed to shake the walls-but I refused to tremble. I said nothing. The guards moved in, seizing me by the neck, forcing me to bow. "BOW, YOU FILTHY WOMAN! ANSWER!" one of them roared. Still, I remained defiant. And strangely... they let go. The crowd hushed. Celebration faded to silence. I could hear the click of his boots as he stepped down from his throne. Draya's whisper brushed my ear. "Answer him..." "You dare defy me?" he growled, his eyes flashing gold with something ancient and untamed. I straightened my spine, though my voice caught in my throat. Still, I forced the words out. "I will not give you my name. You don't deserve to know it." Gasps rippled through the room. A hand, rough and merciless, wrapped around my throat. The Red Dragon's. "Why don't you tremble in my presence?" he hissed. I laughed-a bold, reckless sound. "Because I don't bow to men like you. I never will. Go ahead, choke me if you must. That seems to be what you're best at." He laughed then. Low and dark. A sound that promised danger-and something far worse. "I have my ways of making you surrender," he said, his lips curling into a wicked smirk. And in that moment, I knew-I wasn't facing a man. I was staring into the eyes of something far more dangerous.

Benighted, de CarolynneNelson

Navee was supposed to die in the dark-left as prey for a predator with a charming smile and fangs to match. But when the monster spares her and the king binds her to him instead, desire becomes a far more dangerous game. Trapped between a seductive prisoner who would kill for her and a cruel king who might be falling for her, Navee must survive courtly games, blood-soaked secrets, and her own cravings. But even as the court tries to bend her, she begins to rise-not as a servant, but as a queen. And the crown she wants most... might be his heart. I climbed into Raihn's bed, pulling the covers around myself and adjusting Jada gently beside me. He remained motionless, his weight familiar, comforting. Raihn, for his part, didn't remove his pants. He cleared his throat awkwardly when I curled up beside him with Jada nestled against my side, like it was the most natural thing in the world. "You're seriously going to cuddle a snake naked in my bed?" he asked, incredulous. "Jada stays," I mumbled, already half-asleep, tugging the serpent closer. There was a pause. Then Jada hissed lightly and muttered, "I'm going to strangle you in your sleep." "You can try," Raihn shot back instantly, deadpan. I groaned, burying my face into the pillow. "Seriously? Can you two not?" "He started it," Raihn defended. "He exists," Jada muttered. "Oh my gods," I groaned again and grabbed the nearest pillow. I tossed it across the bed, hitting Raihn square in the face. "Why me?" Raihn spluttered, flinging the pillow aside. "Why not him?" "Because I'm cuddling him," I said flatly, rolling over and closing my eyes. "Unbelievable," Raihn muttered. But I didn't respond. I was already halfway to sleep, cocooned in warmth and chaos, both familiar and new. Between a bickering snake and a brooding king, somehow... I was home.

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In Shadows of Night

I woke to a sudden breeze invading the warmth from the heavy blanket that caressed my skin. Here, alone with my thoughts, the still, calm quiet in the atmosphere is almost painful. I feel suffocated in the clingy, static air. In quiet, still moments like these, I can almost feel Him. I don't know who "Him" is, but I can feel his presence. It's almost calming, especially on fearful, anxiety fueled nights. Usually, he was the strongest when I had a nightmare. The nightmares weren't as common now, but, right after everything happened, I was having them every night. I'd wake up and swear I was drenched in blood, my eyes and lips sticky, my nose filled with the smell of iron and fuel. After everything, that's when Him first came. From there, he just never left. I can usually sense when Him is near. Today, though, his presence is stronger. I can almost feel Him next to me, weighing down the mattress. Some nights, I roll over and imagine how he looks, envision his smile or the sparkle in his eyes. He's never there and I'm left clutching to the thought that he exists, staring into empty air. Tonight, though, I swear I can reach out and touch him. Extending my hand gently, I sweep my hand out into the darkness and meet an inexplicable warmth. A scream rips from my lungs as hands cover my face and two icy blue eyes stare back at me, daring me to speak again. A soft cloth caressed my nose and mouth before I felt myself fade into bed. All Rights Reserved. Contains graphic descriptions of violence and assault. Contains battle scene.