The Raven Colored Door
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When someone says to not do things that you either don't recognize, or you're suspicious about, then listen. But there are always some cases where all that just goes over your head and you completely get a total reboot to your bodily function and you aren't who you are anymore. Well that's my story for you, but not all. You wanna know it all? Then stick around and you'll see the path that my stupidity made me take. And the wonders, the tears, the heartbreaks and the betrayal of it all. Those who you sworn as an enemy turn in to your greatest friend and ally, and quite possibly your one and only. And those who swore to be there until the end, turn into your greatest foe ever, worse than you can think of.
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Birdbrain
Every time I tried to stop, something clenched in my stomach, instinctual and feral. It compelled me to move. Sometimes it felt like it was pulling me in the opposite direction, back the way I came. That feeling I ignored - nothing short of demonic possession could convince me to go anywhere near that forest ever again. It wouldn't be nearly long enough that I would realize I hadn't imagined that pull. That some invisible force was compelling me towards that man. To Nate. When I did realize, I made sure I used it to keep running in the opposite direction of wherever it told me to go. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Picture this: you're a 17 year old werewolf. Your Alpha, under false counsel, believes your entire family instigated a failed coup so he kills your parents, and you're next. Your options are basically die now, or turn rogue and die anyways. What do you choose - swift and painless, or drawn out and lonely? If you answered, "Neither," then you'd be correct. I didn't anticipate, though, that one bad theft in the beginning was going to send a ripple that would come back to haunt me in unimaginable ways.
Cursed Prince
Dumb things can kill you. Dumb things can also get you kidnapped. (Who knew!?) That's how it got me kidnapped at least. The scary thing was I knew my kidnapper. He was my best friend. The scarier thing was he was supposed to be dead. • • • But being kidnapped by her supposedly dead best friend is actually the least of Viana's problems. As her story unfolds, she realizes that there is another dimension, another universe, full of creatures that were only supposed to exist in the imagination of men. The creaking sounds you heard at night, the shadows you think you saw from the corner of your eyes, and the monster underneath your bed as a child--they were all real. It was a world full of demons, and monsters; your nightmares come true. After all, things like love and happy endings only exist in fairytales. And this is not a fairytale. • • • Story under slow, but extreme editing! Finished verion will be MUCH, MUCH better I promise • • •Kumpleto
Me. . .
it been years now, since i became a little different from humans . well let just say I'm vampire and something else , but I'm very different . I'm not those typical vampires that seduce humans and then fed off of them . I'm different by my actions and my sayings , I know I can I do things that other can't I know I can be clever . but I choose not be like that , as I said I'm different . I am also a ...... werewolf.Kumpleto
The Lycan's Origin Series: The 1st Lycan Alpha
KNOWN PREVIOUSLY AS HE RAPED ME...BECAUSE OF MATE PREVIEW: It's all but silent when it's over. I'm left alone in the woods. I don't have the strength to get up. So I curl into a ball, hugging my knees to my chest, sobbing, and yowling as I've never done before. Red hot blood seeps from between my thighs unto the leaves beneath me, taking my virtue along with it. A fowl reminder of the atrocious act just done to my once untouched body. In the very far distance, I hear a wolf howl into the night, the sound is haunting, sounding in as much agony as I am in. *.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.* Rape, Blood, Secrets, a Cult, Rituals, Sacrifice, Betrayal, Death, and a Tragic Love Triangle is the recipe for a new species yet to be discovered. Will one girl be able to handle all thrown her way? Or will she let the darkness consume her into the monster she is foretold to become? *.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.* WARNING: This book is Rated R for a reason, there are explicit sexual scenes, mature themes, and provocative language. There are also some difficult subjects I tackle in my book, so if you are not comfortable with these sorts of topics, I suggest you go no further than here. For all my past readers, welcome back!! To the new and improved version! Boy, do I have a rollercoaster of a journey for you to tag along on. Some names have been changed and the plot thickened, so get ready.Kumpleto
My Fucked Up Fairytale
TEASER: "No fiancée of mine needs to learn how to fight." His breath flows upon the prickling skin of my neck. I close my eyes, involuntarily shuddering in response. "All you need to know how to do is satisfy me." "How exactly am I supposed to satisfy you?" The answer to such a question is obvious, yet, like the idiot I am, I still asked him. "Blood...and of course, other means." BLURB: When college student Cyra finds her life falling apart after a brutal breakup, she wishes for an escape-only to awaken in a realm filled with sword-wielding vampires, deadly elves, and more fantastical creatures. Unfortunately for Cyra, she's been chosen to marry a powerful vampire prince... and kill him. Trapped between survival and a dagger with a destiny, she must navigate a world where fairytales come soaked in blood, sarcasm, and forbidden attraction. WARNING: This story contains scenes involving sexual assault/harassment. The chapters containing these potentially triggering subjects all have warnings at the start of them! Please read at your own discretion! RANKINGS: ⭐️#3 in adult - 12/28/23 ⭐️#9 in werewolf - 12/28/23 ⭐️ #4 in mature audience - 4/2/24 ⭐️ #1 in werewolfandvampire -5/27/24 ⭐️ #10 in unrequitedlove - 8/2/24 ⭐️ #1 in adultsituations - 8/5/24 ⭐️ #10 in -romance - 1/4/25 ⭐️ #7 in -romance - 3/18/25 ⭐️ #8 in vampireromance - 5/14/25 ⭐️ #4 in -romance - 9/25/25Kumpleto
Children of the Fallen: Bloodlines (BOOK #3)
" I scrub and scrub trying to make it go away. I'd happily go back to walking around internally dead than whatever this is. Watching the crimson substance go down the drain and off my skin- out of sight, out of mind, except it's not going away. I hated that pain was temporary but this... this pain I don't want it. I don't want to feel this. Tears begin to well in my eyes making my vision blurry. Weak. Anger surges in my veins and impulsively my fist connects with a tile on the wall of the shower shattering it. This is emotional. I don't do that. I don't do this- I don't cry in the shower. I don't let my emotions dictate my actions I haven't in a long time. It's stupid. It's childish. It's weak. I glance down at my knuckles on my right hand, watching the tiny cuts heal. Shouting, I punch the tile over and over and over again until blood runs down my arm and drips onto the shower floor. I reach my severely broken hand out under the water, momentarily stinging as water hits the open wounds which unfortunately close over seconds later. I crack whatever bones need it, back into place and look around me. The back wall of the shower is destroyed, shards of tile and blood scattered on the floor. As I stand under the scalding hot stream staring into nothing my mind falls silent for a split second. A few seconds of solace until everything comes crashing back. The tightness in my chest and my stomach, the cloudiness in my brain, the anger, the sadness. It all comes back. I sit down away from the shattered pieces of tile, curling my legs up and letting the near boiling water hit my back. There was a feeling of relief in losing everything I was. Whatever it is that has clawed it's way to the surface, I want it gone. I want that relief back. "Kumpleto![The Dmitri's [ Bound By Blood] : Book I](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/388105554-256-k776713.jpg)
The Dmitri's [ Bound By Blood] : Book I
A wealthy English family with an impressive lineage , existent in the 1600s , had their six sons in great devastation when both their parents were mysteriously reported missing , leaving them astray. Struggling with a horribly mysterious disease, the eldest of all the brothers decided the only way to save his life and the life of his brothers was to make a grave decision. A deal with the witches of England, the Saharan coven . At the cost of their youngest and infant brother, the witches agreed they'd heal them. Not only that , they would give them immense strength, speed , human senses, and even control over mankind. It was a promising deal , one with a huge price to pay. Yet , left without not much of a choice, the deal was made , and their infant brother was exchanged for a sacrifice in order to save their lives. Fortunately, the Dmitri's survived. unfortunately , the witches left out a huge part of the deal. "With the power of death....I grant you eternal life," they said. They never mentioned we would end up taking the life of humans to survive.....they never mentioned they would turn us into treacherous beasts, and they definitely didn't mention we were signing up to become vampires. Life was hard enough for the brothers who were turned, and life was even harder when their sacrificed brother returns from the dead in an attempt to find his long-lost family four hundred years later. Watch the brothers conquer fear , love, and hidden mysteries together. There's no power strong enough to stop them when they're together. *****************************************![Soul Bound [Book Three, Lady and the Wolf]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/167838852-256-k864503.jpg)
Soul Bound [Book Three, Lady and the Wolf]
"Because you lost your arm?" he asked. "No," she answered, staring straight through him with a little grin. "Because I lost what humanity I had left." --- Aira Blight was six years old when her parents, brother and sister were hunted down, and murdered. Aira Blight was nineteen years old when she lost her arm, her mate, and her mind. Aira Blight was twenty-five years old when she decided to take it all back, and make them all fall to their knees. There's more than one way to make a wolf howl. It's been nearly six years since the night her life changed. She can't forgive, and she can't forget, she's in a constant state of limbo and she's playing a dangerous game with time itself. The only option she has now is to go back to the time and place that set everything in motion and kill Van, stopping this endless cycle of death and destruction, but when she finds she can't take the life of the man who saved hers, she has to come to terms with the fact that you can't change deaths plan. But you can change a murderers mind. With the threat of Altholo breaking open and unleashing Lycanthrope hell on earth, Van and Aira must decide whether they want to be the legend or the love-story, because either way, it's going to be the tragedy everyone warned them about.
Every time I tried to stop, something clenched in my stomach, instinctual and feral. It compelled me to move. Sometimes it felt like it was pulling me in the opposite direction, back the way I came. That feeling I ignored - nothing short of demonic possession could convince me to go anywhere near that forest ever again. It wouldn't be nearly long enough that I would realize I hadn't imagined that pull. That some invisible force was compelling me towards that man. To Nate. When I did realize, I made sure I used it to keep running in the opposite direction of wherever it told me to go. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Picture this: you're a 17 year old werewolf. Your Alpha, under false counsel, believes your entire family instigated a failed coup so he kills your parents, and you're next. Your options are basically die now, or turn rogue and die anyways. What do you choose - swift and painless, or drawn out and lonely? If you answered, "Neither," then you'd be correct. I didn't anticipate, though, that one bad theft in the beginning was going to send a ripple that would come back to haunt me in unimaginable ways.
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