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Dark Devotion

LECTURES 95
Votes 8
Parties 18
Durée 2h 16m

LECTURES 95
Votes 8
Parties 18
Durée 2h 16m

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"I think you better take back what you just said."
"Well I don't think so."
	Jonathan stared at the strikingly beautiful woman before him. She had been haunting his dreams for months now. Especially since Emerald had been mysteriously abducted and rescued. His eyes roam over her figure and landed on her cotton covered breast. Breast that heaved up and down against a top that seemed it would pop open.
"You could look at my face you know."
	Clearing his throat, Jonathan dropped his arms that were crossed across his chest. 
"I said take it back.". 
"No."
He did not know what it was about the woman before him, but she riled him up. The yellow light of the room cast her in a sensual glow. This was the second time in her presence and right now more than anything he wanted to bed her. Her raven black hair beckoned to have it captured in his fist as her legs were wrapped around his waist. Neither one of them could with stand the pull or fight against nature. Raking a shaky hand over his lightly covered beard face. Jonathan closed his eyes.
"You need to go."
"Excuse me?"
"I said you need to go. I want you to stay away from Emerald. Your behavior is influencing her."
The rise and fall of Shelby's chest increased as Emerald's father's words resonated with her head.
"Stay away from Emerald."
The hell she would. That child had been calling her mommy for months. She had rescued and protected the child. Shelby knew she wasn't going anywhere. As usual she acted on impulse. Stepping forward she grabbed the front of his polo shirt and pulled him into a kiss. Time had no meaning as their lips melded together. Feral tongues that played the game of cat and mouse. Savoring the taste of each other until soft spoken words broke them apart.
"Daddy I think you should stop kissing mommy like that before you guys make a baby."Tous Droits Réservés

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Clinging To Secrets (werewolf), écrit par Lauren1462001

"You're mine, don't you understand!" he shouted "No," I say quietly lowering my head as to not see his pitch black eyes and angry state. As my eyes started to water I felt the oh so familiar sparks erupt on my arms as he engulfed me in a hug, his head in the crook of my neck, his hands caressing my back as I gripped to his shirt. He pulled away looking straight at me and bringing his hand to my cheek making me lean in to it "What are you doing to me?" he whispers as our eyes lock. His lips crash onto mine as he slams me against the wall and our lips move against each others in sync, he pulls away for a second leaving me breathless and craving his lips again. His eyes close as he places our foreheads together and his words make me shiver in delight "You're mine, only mine". ----------------------------------------------------------------- Sophie has always thought she had a normal life but as soon as Jason Fontaine; a 6ft 4 God of a man with piercing emerald eyes and dark mahogany hair comes into her life, everything starts changing. Follow her story as she finds out the secrets her family and friends have been keeping from her for years and when strange people start coming after her can her family continue on Clinging To Secrets or will they have to tell her the truth about her.

Open for Negotiation, écrit par fireheather

He watched as her eyes skimmed over his dark eyes and black hair with barely a reaction. He felt his pride twinge a bit so he went further. Lifting his hands, he let the blood drip from them. Her eyes widened slightly and her chin rose. She looked at his hands then back at him. His dark eyes gleamed in a challenge. "You've not harmed me or mine, faery." She spoke out loud. "Blood does not scare me and neither do you. Keep your dog on its leash." Then she turned and calmly walked back inside. Intrigued now, he went to the window of the house and watched as she reassured her mother that the dog was gone "I'll see you tonight, reckless child." He promised softly. **** Marcus felt himself beginning to wake and struggled to stay in the dream. But it was no use. His eyes opened and he released the pillow his hand was gripping. It was the same one that she had laid her head on every night. His head went into the pillow heavily for a moment, breathing in her faint scent. He hated and treasured dreams like that with equal fervor. He rolled over on his back and stared at the ceiling. It had been decades since she'd been forced to break that promise. He lifted his hand and touched the ring that had been her last gift. It had been decades, but it was yesterday. ***I did not skimp on the steamy scenes so consider yourselves warned ok? There are also a few violent scenes that I'll try to remember to put a warning before so you'll have a heads up. Any of the pictures/artwork were found online so I reserve no rights to those just the story. But I do reserve all rights to the story. This story runs concurrently with "Bloody Desire" and "All Roads Lead to Rome" Awesome new book cover is courtesy of @ScarlettOlivier. She's awesome. Check her stuff out.

Playing His Games, écrit par loukeet

I shifted uncomfortably in my seat as he stared across the table at me. I could seriously drown in his eyes. He was intoxicatingly attractive and he had to know it. That's why he was acting strange around me. For some reason, he looked at me as if I was the only one there with him. As if nobody else were here. And his voice... it pained me. It actually pained me with how utterly seductive and husky it always sounded. And the way he smelled all the time. I don't know why he smelled so strong, but I didn't mind. He smelled like evergreens and a hint of mint. It sounds like a bad combo, but it dizzied me with how lost I got in it. The thought of not being able to control myself, my thoughts and feelings and body when I'm around him, infuriated me. I was so good at holding myself together now, and he just unraveled me so easily, leaving me a mess. I wasn't the slightest bit afraid of him, and I had no idea why either. Just being in the same room, I felt like I didn't have to look over my shoulder. I didn't have to worry. I didn't even know who he was, and he still drew me in. "So, you were in California before? Why did you move?" Grace Hatfield asked, looking at him. She is our school's college and career advisor. She took me in and adopted me a couple years ago. She even gave me her last name. A saving grace. Why had she invited him here? Why did he come? He turned to her with a smile and a shrug. "Guess I just hadn't found what I was looking for yet." Something about the way he said it, sent a shiver down my spine. Why did I feel like there was so much more meaning behind his words than he was letting on? "Well, I hope you find what you're looking for." Grace said, and he turned to me with a devilish smirk and a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Something tells me that I will."

You Belong to Me #wattys2016, écrit par sexy_beast12

"Mine!" I heard him growl. I turned around and screamed. He was so close to me our chests were touching. Alpha Carter is my mate! "No...no...no, you can't be my mate! You're ruthless!" He growled and grabbed my arms and pushed my up against the wall. He put his head in my neck breathing in my scent. I was about to punch him, but he caught it."tsk...tsk...tsk..." He said while waving a finger in my face. "I'm not yours!" I yelled in his face. He laughed and said, "Oh, but you are love." He moved his gaze down my body and moved his hand down along with it. I looked away. Uncomfortable yet turned on at the situation i was in. "You see," he begin and then grabbed my ass,"this is mine..." I was about to yell at him, but he clamped his hand over my mouth. He then grabbed my private area, "and this is mine!" He started to rub it. He let go of my mouth and I was about to kick him when his leg moved my leg and he stood in between my legs, he grabbed my legs so they were wrapped around his waist and started to grinding into me. I let out a loud moan. Then I heard him growl. Oh shit! I thought to myself.

Enchanted, écrit par jakewilson007

"Shit" I swore holding my nose, it seemed broken and the effect of our collision drew some blood. "Gosh, I'm so sorry" a soft feminine voice apologizes "I swear, I didn't notice you were there" she says again. I turn around and I'm face to face with what initially I thought should be a goddess, hair and body wrapped in towels. She seemed to notice the blood from my nose. "You need to fix that" she says pointing towards my nose.at that she takes my hand pulling me into a room which i think is hers. Rummaging through a drawer, she retrives a cotton wool, taking a piece of it, she presses it to my nose and holds it there. I'm surprised by this gesture, but there really was no need for this, my body was beginning to heal already. One of the many benefits of possessing abilities as mine. I immediately seized the opportunity to study her. She had a straight face, slightly pointed nose. Her small, luscious lips were slightly parted. With skin glowing like crystals, I was ready to bet my skin she really was a goddess among other girls. My eyes travelled away from her face....downwards... The towel that covered her body was incredibly short revealing a pair of beautifully tanned legs... Instantly my testosterone began to skyrocket. And then I caught her scent... She is just HUMAN... But I could sense something about her, something different.

The Wars of Ivory White (Book I: The Protector), écrit par ShadeandShadows

Edited version of "The Protector." Excerpt: "You are my mate," he said to her coldly. Tracy looked at him intensely. "What does that mean in werewolf?" She asked curiously. "It means that you are my soulmate.'" "You don't sound happy about it." Tracy said cocking her head to the side. Closely studying his features, she briefly considered what it would be like to be a Luna. "Honestly, I could care less. My plan was to announce a mate this evening. You conveniently showed up. I don't intend to change my ways. I can have any woman I want, anytime I want her. You're mine by right, so get over it." "I am not anyone's property. Especially not yours." Tracy said firmly, hiding her tormented feelings. "I refused to be used. "she said angrily. Crowding Tracy's body with his arms, he boxed her in against the bookcase and growled. "I own you." "Really? I don't see 'Property of Douche Bag' written here." Tracy said, her voice heavy with sarcasm. Jonathan's scent was strong, arousing the tickle in her nose. The heat from his muscular frame drew her body closer. Holding firmly, she refused to melt into him. Jonathan dropped his heavy gaze to the rapid pulse beating visible on her pulsing neck. Stroking a single finger over the spot where his mark would be, he caused her to shiver. "That can be rectified." he said seductively. "Try it and I'll muzzle you." She snapped. Jonathan's green eyes darkened. lunging forward, he grabbed Tracy by the throat and pulled her forward. Elongating his teeth, Tracy remained calm. "You shouldn't have done that." she chuckled. Feeling the powers surge through her veins, her grey eyes glowed a burning silver. "You really shouldn't have."

Full Blooded- DISCONTINUED, écrit par GLO_08

This is a world where power and dominance stand above anything and everything else. This is a world where you don't want to run around in the dark. This is a world where love is nothing other than a meaningless word used to describe the indescribable feeling of having a Mate. This is a world where wolves are dominant and only the most powerful survive. This is the world Silas, a loner and the first full blooded wolf in history, was born into. The world where she must prove her dominance in order to survive. * * * Unbearable pain erupted through my body, almost instantly. Dizziness made the room swirl unnaturally and darkness threatened to take over. "Up," the Alpha repeated. I tried, but, once again, I was rendered immobile. Another large syringe full of the green and silver mixture was injected into my body. This process repeated, time and time again. My body could not handle it. The room spun in quick, repeating circles as darkness surged, covering everything I saw and felt with a thick, black blanket. I couldn't remember anything. Not who I was. Not where I was. Not who was with me. Not what I was supposed to be doing. But, as I lay there, unconscious, beginning to go insane with pain, I could still hear, still remember, him. I could remember the voice of someone I had met, not that long ago, that already meant the world to me. I could remember the feeling of our wolves connecting, all but the new fifth member of my body, who had led me to this dark, dangerous place. I could remember feeling, for the first time in years, what it felt like to be happy. I could remember his name. Jace. * * * I do not take credit for the picture used in the cover of this story. <ON HOLD>

Engraved In My Heart, écrit par Naijasugaplum

What happens when two childhood friends are forced to get married? What happens when the boy rejected the girl he likes after she confessed her feelings to him just to find out later on that he was arranged to get married to her? How do you think the girl would feel when after confessing her feelings to her childhood friend, he immediately kisses her best friend just to prove a pointless point? How do you think the boy would feel after he finds out that he fucked up big time?! Okay now, let's throw in the best friend who is so much obsessed with her best friend's guy friend and crush and swore to break the two arranged marriage apart. Now the last question is, would these two childhood friends be able to fight for their love after all the drama the obsessed girl would create? Read to find out the rollercoaster story between Alex and Ruby! • • • • • "I noticed you were ignoring me?" He said coming closer to me. Suddenly I was entrapped between his hands my back to his front. His face was just centimeters aways from my neck, nuzzling it. "I...I... was... wasn't." I stuttered. I try to stop my heart from beating frantically so it was won't jump out. I could feel his frantic breathing on my neck. "Why?" He asked still nuzzling my neck clearly not accepting my response. "Goodness... your scent is so soothing." He mumbled as he kissed my earlobe. " What... are... you... doing?" I stuttered for the second time within one minute. "Inhaling your enticing scent." He whispered and placed a soft kiss at the spot in between my neck and my shoulder. My heart started racing extremely, drumming frantically in my chest. I couldn't take it anymore, I try to wiggle myself out of his grasp but he was too strong. "Stop wriggling." He said and kissed the spot in between my neck while his hands travelled down and rested on my shaking hands. "Let's just stay like this for a minute please." He begged. Published: 11/09/2020 ©️2020 Naijasugaplum. All right

The Dark Side of the Moon, écrit par thealexiarose

"Fuck, baby. You can't say things like that to me. I want to, also. Trust me." His hand snakes down my body until he enters two of his fingers into my wet center. I can only moan in response. "However," he kisses my neck possessively, finding the right spot to drive me crazy. "I need to build you up to that." He pushes his fingers in and out of me, hitting deeper and deeper as his strokes become longer and harder and faster. "You feel that? My fingers deep in your pussy that's dripping for me?" He licks the side of my neck as my breaths come out in short pants. "My dick is going to stretch you out so much more. When I finally fuck you, you're going to be sore for days. And you're going to love it." ---------- Thea Brooks, an 18-year-old college student, lives her life by a schedule. She has school, homework, her job at the Coffee shop where she drinks way too much caffeine to be healthy, and the rest of the time she is watching her little sister while her mother is at work. She thinks that everything will remain the same as she starts her college classes, but that all changes when a new friend of hers introduces her to an attractive guy that she can't seem to get out of her head. Grayson Dark, a 22-year-old Alpha of his pack, has been searching for his mate since he turned 16. All hope is lost until one of his pack mates strolls into his home with the most magnificent scent- his mate's scent. After only slightly maiming his pack mate, it is revealed that his mate is close by- and human. Without understanding the supernatural world existing around her, Thea will have to learn to look past Grayson's faults- mainly his possessiveness and anger issues- while staying out of danger from unknown threats and learning her place at Grayson's side. Oh... and keeping her grades up. How hard can that be?

Verge of Insanity, écrit par Honeyvine

My dream continued the one I'd been having for the past couple of nights. I ran, gasping for breath, through the familiar woods from a dark figure behind me. The faster I tried to run, the slower I seemed to go, until it was like I was running in place. I knew I needed to run. I was terrified of what the figure would do when he caught me. "Mara Leigh," a deep, smooth voice called. It was almost hypnotic. That was new. The figure had never spoke before now. I ran as fast as I could go, eyes searching the forest floor for a big stick or something that I could use to defend myself. "Mara Leigh!" the voice came again, this time more insistent. The forest slowly started to fade and I started to awake to someone shaking my shoulders. "Beau?" I mumbled, turning my head to the side. What's Beau doing in my room this time of night? Why is he shaking me? "Do not call me that name." My eyes flew open as I jumped at the voice from my dream. A face was right in front of mine, and just like the voice, it wasn't Beau. Before I could form a scream, a hand covered my mouth. I tried to bite it but I couldn't get my mouth to open. He's too strong. I started to use my whole body to try to get away, but he crawled on top of me, holding me down. I pulled the hidden knife out from under my pillow and slashed as hard as I could at him, but he just grabbed my wrist and squeezed it until the pain made me drop the knife. Then he grabbed both my hands in one of his and held them over my head. He held me down while I struggled. I grunted and moved and tried to kick and scream, but I only wore myself out. Exhausted, I stopped thrashing and let the tears flow freely down my cheeks. I didn't know what to do, so I just tried to prepare myself for whatever was coming.

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Clinging To Secrets (werewolf)

"You're mine, don't you understand!" he shouted "No," I say quietly lowering my head as to not see his pitch black eyes and angry state. As my eyes started to water I felt the oh so familiar sparks erupt on my arms as he engulfed me in a hug, his head in the crook of my neck, his hands caressing my back as I gripped to his shirt. He pulled away looking straight at me and bringing his hand to my cheek making me lean in to it "What are you doing to me?" he whispers as our eyes lock. His lips crash onto mine as he slams me against the wall and our lips move against each others in sync, he pulls away for a second leaving me breathless and craving his lips again. His eyes close as he places our foreheads together and his words make me shiver in delight "You're mine, only mine". ----------------------------------------------------------------- Sophie has always thought she had a normal life but as soon as Jason Fontaine; a 6ft 4 God of a man with piercing emerald eyes and dark mahogany hair comes into her life, everything starts changing. Follow her story as she finds out the secrets her family and friends have been keeping from her for years and when strange people start coming after her can her family continue on Clinging To Secrets or will they have to tell her the truth about her.