Moments; singular, siphoned, like grains of sand which fall restlessly, and build without limits...growing with increasing momentum, each step, beat, a steady staccato , marking down the minutes until the cold inevitability of the ...end ...death. Moments...it's all anyone has. Life is a false illusion. Death is cold reality. I am a Treader. I deal in the currency of death, and I know everything there is to know about it's cold worth. I am useful, never loved. I am used, never thanked. I am need, want, and lust....but never needed or wanted. I am never fulfilled. I am never to know human happiness. I have accepted my designed fate. Why then am I being tested now?? What will happen if I give in to the temptation I know will be my undoing? What will happen if I give in...and love? What will my failure bring...and may those above and below have mercy on all souls, for when the Treader of death falls for life... Worlds End. RH*Mature Content*Advisable only for 18 and over

Memories are dangerous, emotions are forbidden, and love is out of the question... ............... #1 in #TEENREADS on 15-12-18 #3 in DEADGIRL on 29-12-18 #6 in SECRETS on 23-2-19 ©️GeorgetteLuxery 2018 Mature Warning 13 plus Completed ✔️ ............... This is the drafted version of the book. I will not be publishing the edited version on Wattpad as that will be the published version on iBooks and Apple Books mid 2020!

yes, I am aware that this fandom has kind of died, but I got bored and started watching it on Netflix again since I never actually finished, and decided to write a fic about it since I need to practice my creative writing. Her life seemed to be set out from the start. Head of her class, a bright future right ahead, nothing could go wrong, until it did. "Oh darling all of the city light, never shined as bright as your eyes"

Naomi's POV: I thought this would be easy-pretend to be Min's girlfriend for a year, collect my paycheck, and return to my peaceful life. But I underestimated them. Their teasing. Their hunger. Every glance, every touch, every stolen moment is breaking me down. They want me to fall. They want me to belong to them. And worst of all? I'm starting to want it too. Min's POV (The Leader): She's my fake girlfriend. A PR move. A contract. Nothing more. So why can't I stop thinking about her? She's different. Strong-willed. Untouchable. But I always get what I want. And what I want is her-completely. Jae's POV (The Rebel): She's fun to mess with. A challenge. A game. But now? It's more than that. She won't break, so I'll make her. Teasing isn't enough anymore-I need to ruin her. I need to make her scream my name so loud she forgets every other man in the room. Seon's POV (The Sunshine): She treats me like I'm harmless. Cute. A boy. But I'm not. I'm going to show her exactly what kind of man I am. She thinks she can resist me, but I see the way she looks when I touch her. Jisoo's POV (The Mystery): She watches me when she thinks I don't notice. She wants to figure me out. But what she doesn't realize? I already have her figured out. She thinks she's in control. She doesn't know what happens when I finally touch her. ⚠️ Trigger Warnings This book contains explicit, dark, and mature themes that may not be suitable for all readers. Proceed with caution if any of the following are triggering: Explicit sexual content & heavy smut Overstimulation, orgasm denial & forced pleasure CNC elements (consent always implied/stated) Toxic relationships & blurred love-obsession dynamics Stalking & protective behaviors Forced proximity Pressures of fame & K-pop industry toxicity

I saw her long before she saw me. She didn't know then that her fate had already been sealed, that every step she took was drawing her closer to me. Closer to what she would become. There was something in her-something fragile, something wild. A fear she tried to hide, wrapped in defiance and confidence. It was intoxicating, watching her, knowing that no one else could see what I saw. No one else could feel the pull like I did. The slow, deliberate unraveling of her world as it would soon be tethered to mine. I felt my heart beat once, hard and fast. It was the only signal I needed. She would be mine-not in some fleeting, hollow way. No. I would strip away every shield, every defense, until she was laid bare, body and soul. And when she looked at me for the first time, I knew. She was already mine. A. Trigger Warning ⚠️: This story contains intense and graphic content, exploring dark and disturbing themes that may be triggering for some readers. Sensitive topics are depicted throughout. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Proceed with caution: after this point, no additional warnings will be provided.

Summary Born with an ability to heal and see spiritual beings, unknown past, reborned as a normal high school student, but what happens when she lays eyes on a young man who has a secret that surprised her. As she starts to get used to and enjoy the new life along with the boy she starts having dreams that she can't understand. She asks for help but everyone thinks she's crazy. Time passes as she starts to awaken as well her true power but with true power comes true responsibilities and challenges. Two Sides. One goddess can save all.

In a dystopian future where Earth's resources have been depleted, the world's last city is protected by a magical barrier known as Solace, which also prevents people from aging. Life inside the city is perfect, but the barrier is deteriorating, and soon everything outside it will seep in. The inhabitants live in blissful ignorance of the outside world, but one young woman, Elyse, begins hearing whispers-echoes of memories from a world long lost. She starts uncovering secrets of the city's past, including a hidden love story between two scientists who created the barrier, and a plan to save the world that was abandoned years ago. As Elyse digs deeper, she uncovers more than she ever bargained for. The echoes she hears aren't just memories-they're the voices of people who lived before the barrier was erected. Some of them want to help her, while others want to stop her from discovering the truth.

Two people fall in love in unlikely circumstances. They have a lot of psychological issues and mistrusts in the order of things to prevent them from finding themselves and each other. I am a reader of crime novels and hard science fiction almost exclusively, and yet this story, which I have been writing for a long time, is a love story, I can't explain it even to myself. The characters will have to work through hardship and evolve to be able to surrender to the magical things around them and the flow of the universe and the love of other people. This story still is a work in progress, it has holes and it is to be continued

1st in hell as of June 23 2018 & July 2 2020 1st in demon as of August 24 2018 1st in forever as of June 12 2019 1st in fantasy-romance as of June 23 2020 2nd in soulmates as of June 19 2018 2nd in fantasy-romance as of July 12 2019 & June 22 2020 3rd in devil May 20th 2018 4th in demons out of 73.3k as of July 2 2020 23rd in love out of 160K as of September 22 2018 A 17 year old girl loses her whole family in an accident. She uses a Ouija board to try and contact them. But it's not her family that she reaches... "Is anyone there?" The eye moved to the 'Yes' " Are you my mother?" It goes to the 'No' very quickly. "Are you my father?" It goes to the 'No' "Then are you my brother....?" I trail off. This is scaring me. It slowly goes to the 'No.' "Then... Who are you? Read to find out more. This story is copy right mine it also will have sexual scenes and spelling mistakes you have been warned (so please dont comment on the spelling). Editing is currently going on thanks to calmwatersabernathy! P.s. I don't own any of the pictures on the stories except for the one I drew which I will say underneath the picture. I also respond to all comments!

Some guys are smooth, unreadable-dangerous in a way that makes your pulse do things it shouldn't. But hey, who doesn't have a little emotional damage these days? Then the weird stuff starts. The calls. The messages. The undeniable feeling that someone's watching you. Totally normal, right? (Wrong.) Because when your psycho ex, slithers back into the picture, things go from maybe I need help to okay, I'm definitely about to get murdered. The worst part? You have no idea which man you should be running from.