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The Fallen Angel

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This story begins in the middle of September; the leaves had begun to change into a rainbow of reds, oranges, yellows, and greens - that were making everything seem a bit brighter then when it would after Winter arrived.

My home was in Asheville, North Carolina. The old cabin rested a couple miles down from the next nearest house; nestled into the thick wooded area, a couple hundred yards from the road - and about five miles from The Blue Ridge Parkway. Mighty Chestnut Oaks, Black Birch, Red Maple, White Ash, and Pitch Pine trees surrounded the handmade cabin which I called home. Not to mention countless other trees, bushes, shrubbery, and flowers that I couldn't identify if I tried. 

None-the-less, my house wasn't easy to find, especially since the only way to get to it was a dirt path - which just so happened to come after a very sharp turn, so if you were going faster than forty-five there would be no way you could make the turn quick enough. And even if you managed to get on the path, my house was easy to miss due to the shrubbery, and trees surrounding it.All Rights Reserved

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Unsure |18+| by caramel_brownie

Ivory Rosewood is an 18 years old college student, ever so ambitious for what the future holds but saw her world crashing when life starts revealing itself in an unforeseen manner. ~~~~~ I used to know him like the back of my hand, but this is uncalled for. "Why? You are enjoying this, are not you?" He says effortlessly swinging me away from the edge, pulling us closer. I try to ignore my surfacing desires for him for a very long time but that was until he spots his mate, that too on our first date. I couldn't let him go! "If I kiss you now would you let me?" He ask and I said yes knowing what I am getting myself into. ~~~~ ...my finger tracing art that is his face and pauses when it reaches his plump warm lips. I jiggle my thumb inside to feel the wet, soft texture. He opens his mouth and bites the pad of my thumb firmly. His hand is slithering its way up my legs, inside my oversized shorts. I shift my hips and he chuckles, "want something?" I step on my toes to take his mouth in mine and his fingers brushes my aching spot, "Zackhh!" I moan near his lips. This scared me, in a thrilling way. His fingers are opening my folds, "dripping wet!" He curses near my lips, his fingers roaming in the darkness between my legs with no care of the world. My greediness pushes me back, against the tree and I loosen my thighs open, he steps in-between, his fingers following suit, "Angh!" My legs quiver when I feel his finger slide inside. ... Of course I had to meet my mate that same night, when we return to pack house and Issac's scent was all over me leaving no room for excuses. It all went downhill from there!

Young Retribution by HavenStiel

*Completed but Unedited* _________________________________________________________________________________ I once saved a man. I found him bleeding in my back yard, and even though something in my gut told me to call the cops, I saved him. I once fell for a man. He was older then me, but something about him drew me in until I was almost drowning. I once sent a man to jail. He shot and killed someone right in front of me. I testified against him in court, getting him locked up for twenty five to life. Now he's back. In my bedroom. Staring me down as I stand scared in nothing more then my bra and panties.

Blind Eyes Open - Katharine Jericho Book 1 by JoanneGalbraith

I held the clutch purse in front of me with both hands, itching for something more substantial to put between us, like a mountain or a universe. "I thought you didn't do your own dirty work." That sparkle in Ramses's eyes flared into a spark. Okay, maybe I shouldn't have used the word 'dirty' with so much tension in the air. "If it's dirty work you want-" "Don't go there, Ramses. I agreed to dinner and drinks, nothing more." He inclined his head, but the look hadn't left him. "What is it you mercenary types say...assume the position?" "Dirty, position. You just can't help yourself, can you." I shook my head and turned away from his laughter into the car. When he stopped chuckling, he said, "Well, at least I know we're of like mind. I might have gone there, as you say, but it seems you've already arrived and have stripped and kicked off your shoes." They call me Jericho. Some say I'm the best bodyguard in Philly, but few know I'm usually the biggest bad in the room. My team of misfit mercs has no idea our clients are bait for my true purpose-to right a wrong before my violent life comes to a violent end. The Citadel's arrival in Philly has put a fork in my dead-end road. People are disappearing, turning up converted into one of Ramses's beasts. The would-be-sex-god is ruining everything. Maybe I can fix the city, too, if my damn libido will stay out of it.

Bonds of Beast by T1g3r9

Trapped in a world ruled by primal instincts and unyielding survival, Innana, a fragile human woman, finds herself thrust into the untamed domain of beastmen-powerful, animalistic beings who dominate the remnants of a post-cataclysmic Earth. Innana's humanity makes her both a vulnerability and a rare treasure in this savage world. Her presence begins to unravel bonds of loyalty, jealousy, and unexpected devotion among the beastmen she encounters. The wild itself seems to test her resolve, revealing the depths of her resilience and forcing her to confront the possibility that her value lies not in her beauty, but in her strength of spirit. But the beast world is not kind, and Innana quickly learns that her survival may depend on forming connections with those who view her as more than prey or prize. As alliances form and rivalries simmer, Innana becomes the unwitting heart of a growing circle of protectors-each bound to her by instinct, admiration, or something far deeper. Bonds of Beast explores the fragile line between survival and surrender, the complexities of loyalty, and the untamed bonds that form when worlds collide. In a land where dominance rules and instincts reign, Innana's journey is not just about staying alive-it's about discovering her place in a world where even beasts can love.

~ ᴍʏ ᴘʀᴇᴄɪᴏᴜs || ʜ.s ~ by Lemon_slut_66

"ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ʏᴏᴜ...sᴏ ʙᴀᴅ..." ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ y/n l/n wasn't exactly the brightest girl, always seeking adventure, leading her to occasionally wander, sometimes aimlessly. one night, her wandering gets the best of her, and she finds herself about freezing over. will a warm cabin in the middle of the woods be able to save her soul? will the passing seasons give her the most precious of romances, and have her finally find herself swept up in the adventure she always longed for? or will both of their hidden secrets tear them apart? ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ "ғɪᴠᴇ ᴡᴏʀᴅs. sᴀʏ ᴛʜᴇᴍ, ᴀɴᴅ ɪ'ʟʟ ʀᴏᴄᴋ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ." "...ɪ'ᴍ ᴀʟʟ ʏᴏᴜʀs... ᴍʏ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ."

The Backpacker's Dream by CanisMajoris5

'No, he didn't'. I was so shocked by the turn of events. Everything was going fine and then suddenly boom, everything turned upside down. I just couldn't believe this. What did he think of himself? 'Leave me alone.' I said firmly but his hold on me was so strong. I was struggling to get out of his bear hold but to no avail. 'Oh!! So, the poor lady thinks that I will leave her alone and just let her go free?' He had that evil laugh and boy, his breath stank. 'Man, you just signed your death warrant and I will do one favour on you.' No one messes with me. 'Ooooh, I am so scared that I almost peed my pants.' Again that idiotic laugh. I counted till 5 and then kicked right in his balls. I turned around and grabbed his hair from roots, jerked them so badly and then gave my hard elbow shot on his chin. Everything happened so fast for one moment he was standing and the other lying on floor wiggling. I charged at him with my cheetah speed, picked up a wooden rod and started hitting him wildly, 'You idiotic stinky breath was trying to steal my backpack. You are so dead.' 'Favour, favour, favour.' He was screaming in pain just after few seconds and was panting hard. I picked my paste from my bag and threw at him, 'Brush your teeth.' I was fuming. I turned around and saw him standing wide-eyed, 'Hi, I am Scarlett.' I smiled showing my 32 teeth. 'I am scared.' His look puzzled me. Starting date- November 5, 2019 Completed on - May 23, 2020 All Rights Reserved.

Watch by LocoJo5

COMPLETED STORY The agony is like nothing I have ever felt before, I slide in and out of consciousness, I feel the strange sway of the two legged's walk as I am being carried through the woods, I wish to call out to my mate but I am weakened by the torments cast upon me. I have been laid down in the cold snow and my tormenter is digging in the frozen earth, I once again lose consciousness. The next time my eyes flutter open I have cold snow mixed with frozen dirt being thrown on my throbbing frame. I'm not sure what is going on. I'm freezing, hurt, and confused. I rouse to strange smells that are new to me, I'm colder than ever and something is definitely missing. I attempt to stand but immediately fall onto a fur covered ground, wait, fur... Where is my fur?!? Where did my tail go? Why do my paws look bare and have moving sticks coming out of them? Who stretched my legs out? What in tarnation happened to my fur? I guess that would explain why I'm cold. I begin to take in my surroundings, I am in a dead tree shelter but it looks completely different, there is a fire crackling near me but it does little to warm my bare skin, I'm startled by the sound of laughter, I look over and see a two legged is staring at me with a hint of humor in his eye. "You are very confused. I found you almost dead in a non descent grave. You were shot and bruised. I brought you here and made some... changes. It was the only way I could save you." The stranger explains. I don't really understand what he is saying, all I know is I want my fur back.

Markie by Ruhu95

All werewolves have mates. So what happens when you fall for someone before you're 18... "Hopefully hes my mate" is all Markie can think as she waits for her 18th. This is a short story that takes place in the middle of "Orphan Wolf". It can be read independently but will have spoilers if you intend to read "Orphan Wolf"... I of course would suggest you read it and pause at the point I marked to read "Markie" but the choice is yours. Story excerpt "Come on Ryan leave me alone!" A boy yells. "You started it Francis... come on pup don't start that with me... I don't have time for this! GO HOME!" I felt the command. I see the little 8 year old boy from last night run away crying, one of Ruby's cousins. When I turn the corner I see a boy about 20 and am hit with an overpowering smell something like fresh cut wood and autumn leaves. It is amazing. I see the guy turn towards me and duck behind the house I am standing by before he sees me. Nope! Not him! Not happening! I hear footsteps coming towards me and run. Into the woods I find a pine tree. Perfect! Pine trees are great hiding places. The branches hide you visually and the smell masks your scent. I climb up as quickly as I can and watch the guy approaching. He circles my tree looking around but eventually gives up and goes back towards the houses. "Mate!" My wolf happily purs. "Not him!" I respond. "Denial." She says. "Refusal." I counter and she growls at me. "You will NOT reject him!" She orders. "He is a bully!" "He is mate!" "He commanded that kid when he could have just talked to him! He is a bully with no patience!" "He is an Alpha!" She purrs with pride at his rank. I don't care! "I don't want him!" "The one you want isn't mate. He isn't yours. He isn't interested... I want mate!" "No." I block her out and climb down the tree.

What did I do? ( reverse harem) 18+ by ceciliablackwrites

First draft so it's very very rough!!!! Completed My name is Lana Walker. My life had been a fairytale. Until tragedy struck. A car crash that obliterates my entire life including my three mates. I survived but at what cost? Five months later I'm still in pieces. Everyone knows losing your mates is the fastest way to madness. Except on a good ole Monday, I see my mates. From the way everyone around me is behaving, they never died. Neither do they remember me. They despise me. My life has taken a bizarre turn with an unstable power within me, a secret force behind strange attacks and three mates who are on my case. For unknown reasons.. I may have broken into their apartment and attracted their attention. Some very negative attention. "Lana", he coos softly, and I hum in response ", I'm not fucking anyone, pretty girl" My cheeks burn at the familiar nickname, and I swallow my suddenly dry throat until he adds, "Yet," I almost pull a muscle in my neck turning to look at him. When he glances back at me and sees the obvious disgust on my face, he closes his eyes, rubbing his lips together in amusement. There is a rare show of softness for me when he looks at me his fingers stroke my chin to cheer me up. "I'm going to fuck you, aren't I?" my breathing picks up, and I try to see the deception but find none. Just his arrogance and lust. For me. "we'll see" I swallow and stroke a hand down my straightened hair. Jackson cocks his head to the side, the challenge accepted. The hunt is on. "oh, I am fucking you. Six Ways to Sunday" Book one of the "what we did do series" Dark romance/ reverse harem. Mature themes 🔞

My Saviour by Rugrat19022

|Highest Ranking: 76 in Werewolf, 13/3/21 | After the murder of her parents, sentenced to live the rest of her life out as a rouge. What happens when Clara stop's running to save a girl from non-other than a rouge, and the girl just so happens to be the Alpha's sister. Follow the story as Clara gains a better understanding of this mysterious Alpha, and face the terrors the haunt her past. Sneak Peek: 'What are you doing turn around and go back, where safe here. I know it.' Said Maia ignoring her request I shifted and ran into the forest. I didn't know this forest well and was sure I was getting lost, though I still kept running. I heard a bundle of footsteps that weren't my own. I stopped tacking a moment to even my breathing, when I was jumped on by a big wolf he was probably double the size of me. He was pure black with a white patch on his chest. He was the alpha. Oh shit * * * This is my first book, so I hope you enjoy please give it a go. The description might not be that good, but I really enjoyed writing it and I hope you enjoy reading it. Was written by me at 13 it is cliche and full of spelling and grammatical errors, that I'm not going to fix (I'm lazy). Read at your own risk.

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