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MavenTheForgotten

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MavenTheForgotten

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They weren't supposed to be here. She wasn't supposed to be here. He been so careful, made sure every detail was perfect. Followed mother's steps one by fucking one. It was supposed to be so easy but that little lighting bitch just had to go and make every so difficult for him. The laughter started before he could stop it, he could feel them staring at him, judging him. If he was going to be completely honest, right now he couldn't care less. Mare and who Maven was guessing was Cal were giving each other awkward looks.All Rights Reserved

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Open for Negotiation by 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.

Her Rare Sight by Sinbi22

"I did try to ask nicely and multiple times, I might add. The time for being nice has come to an end since it doesn't seem to work with you." He passed by the table and stepped down. There weren't many places for her to hide in here but the creature did tell him Amelia came into this room. "Please come out and talk to me." He waited a beat for a response but he didn't get one. "Fine, let me tell you a story. I used to be able to see the creatures clearly but an accident happened when I was younger that damaged one of my eyes. Now they're just blurry to me. But you . . . you can see them clearly and see rare objects. I want you to join me. Be my eyes." He waited again for a few moments for a response he still didn't receive. A thought occurred to him. What if she was hoping that he'd just leave the room? He chuckled quietly to himself in amusement. "I'm not going anywhere. But you know what? It's fine if you decline my offer again. Just know that if you don't come with me, you could come home to find that your parents are dead because of a work accident or some other natural cause. You wouldn't want that would you?" He paused just one more time and began speaking again. "If you come with me today, your parents won't have to die. I can keep them safe. If you don't give me an answer, I'll have my creature kill your parents now and I'll still take you. Do you want dead parents or living parents? It's your choice." Amelia came out of the bay window seat compartment. She was trying to hide her fear and anger. She didn't care what happened to her but she didn't want her parents to die because of her. She took a deep breath. "Fine . . . I'll come with you." He smiled smugly, "Smart choice. There's no need to be afraid of me. Your parents are safe now and I won't hurt you." "It's because you need me for my abilities." She said more of a fact than a question. She knew he wouldn't kill her because he needed her. "Correct. Now, let's tell your parents the good news."

Lover's Curse (Red Queen Awards Winner) by Lucy-the-Cat

A dark, bitter laugh escapes my throat. Lover. As if Maven and I have ever approached love. Loneliness. Desperation. Sorrow. A void filled with the closest body, not healing, but deepening. Love only to fools and beggars. To anyone else, we are a curse. _ Mare wasn't rescued by the Scarlet Guard. She takes matters into her own hands. _ #1 in RedQueen for 3 weeks!

𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓, teen wolf ¹ by gothixgospel

▎ 𝖉𝖊𝖑𝖎𝖙𝖊𝖘𝖈𝖊𝖓𝖙 ⸻𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘥; 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯; 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵. ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ ❝ 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒐𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒅 ❞ ────────────────── 𝕾tella 𝕸c𝕮all was a girl who liked adventure. She believed the best way to live life is to make the most out of it, even if by doing so meant you were tip-toeing the thin line between legal and illegal. That was actually the clear distinction between her and her twin brother, Scott McCall. Not that Scott didn't go on his fair share of risky trips, but that was mostly his best friend dragging him to do that. Stella knew Scott sought adventure, but he was too much of a chicken. But, in all fairness, his chicken-ness did help her out more times than she could count. The one thing she could not understand, though, is how did his chicken motor not go off when his best friend, Stiles Stilinski, came to their house with news of half a body found in the woods. In the end, they all should have listened to Stella about not going. Because that little midnight trip in the woods to fulfil their morbid interest ended up with Scott getting bit, and not just by any animal, no. By a werewolf. Thank God he didn't get rabies, though. 𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘰𝘭𝘧 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦──𝘵𝘸𝘰. 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 '𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐲' 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬. 𝒅𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕 © 𝖌𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖝𝖌𝖔𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖑.

The Guy Who Called Me An A-class Bitch by Hersheys_1602

"Well, because she's an A-class bitch." He replied, casually, like calling random girls a bitch was nothing too unusual. Cass gasped. "How can you say that? Do you have any idea what she does to guys who call her a bitch, wait no, didn't you also do that to the guy who called you ugly?" "Well, in the restaurant she was screaming at the both of us actually, thereby creating a scene, which doesn't exactly give a good person vibe off her. And the answer to your second question will be: I'd like to see her try." He explained, looking at me with a look of pure disgust. "Shut up." I yelled, loud enough for him to hear. Who did this guy think he was? I paid for his, Okay, their fucking dinner at eleven P.M. The least he could do was be polite to me or just shut up entirely. "And if I choose not to?" He questioned, looking amused. He's as good as dead then. -*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Jessica Walkers was just your everyday counsellor, nothing out of the blue. Her past...let's just not go into that. Her present, now that we can talk about. She had decided to live as a bachelorette for the rest of her useless life. But is it that simple when your old crush comes back and also when you've kissed your best friend's boyfriend, accidentally of course? I don't think so. It wasn't simple. She had to deal with the guy who called her an A class bitch. Without falling for his charm. NOT A BADBOY - NERD STORY. I REPEAT NOT A BADBOY - NERD STORY NOTE: The word 'cause' which is supposed to be written as 'cause is spelled as cause' throughout the story. I'll try changing it. WARNING : STORY WRITTEN BY ME WHEN I WAS A LOT MORE IMMATURE. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

Blind Instincts by _Serza

*COMPLETED* My head bowed in a heavy mannor, not in respect, but in trepidation. I discern his unwavering gaze over my ill silhouette. "Look at me." I opened my eyes, though it made no difference. Black is still black, all I am left with are my four senses. He will kill me if I don't look. He will kill me if I do. He will look into my sightless eyes and see my futile existence isn't worth living. He will kill me, and he will be doing the pack a justice by it. He growls a low, throaty snarl to warn me about disobeying an alpha. There will be consequences, we both know that. His lingering growls let me know he is not going to allow me to contravene his word. I steadily inch my head upwards, visibly shaking everywhere else. Maybe he won't notice my depthless eyes from across the gazebo. My life depends on it. "You're blind." ~ Monet was born into a particularly prestigious area of her wolf pack, to parents of extremely high standards. Her legacy is to become the packs next healer, but when she was born completely devoid of melanin, all her mated parents saw was a disappointment. Being born an albino wolf pup meant a lot for Monet, but it mostly meant her condition had taken her eyesight along with it. What happens when Monet meets the Alpha of a neighboring pack? Will he accept her for what she is? ~CONTENT WARNING~ This book contains depictions of physical abuse, foul language, and upsetting scenary. This book is in no way, shape, or form glorifying domestic abuse of a parent or partner. This book is intended for individuals who feel at odds with their self due to their uniqueness. It is meant to shine light on those who differ from the majority; conquering, and overcoming those who lessen them for what makes them special. ~ Word count at completion date: 33,915 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

THE LOVE TRIANGLE by s3xydreams

An ordinary girl named Tahlia grew up in a household with only her Abusive Mother and Younger Brother. Her Father was a drunk, who came and left when he pleased. When she finally got her hands on a fake ID, her best and only friend, Mason, thought it was a good idea to go clubbing. But after later figuring out he was in the mafia and his debt caught up to him, Tahlia knew she was in deep shit. Tahlia made a few wrong decisions down the road, leaving her trapped with the Italian Mafia. __________________________________________________________________________ I looked down at her face, she had glossy red eyes, and I presumed she was crying, "Are you okay? What happened?" I questioned her, "Nothing, I fell over before and hurt my hand" She explained while pointing at her left hand. I knew she was lying to me because whenever she lies, she would blink her eyes continuously. "I know you're lying to me. What's wrong?" I questioned again. The boys were looking at us, so I took Tahlia into the bathroom near the kitchen so we could have some privacy to talk. "Diego said he was gonna forcefully make me his wife, since he just got a divorce, he needs a queen for his empire, and he needed a heir to be ready for the throne incase he dies or something like that" She sniffled, "Its gonna be fine, I won't let him take you, you shouldn't have to experience this stuff, your so young and innocent" I whispered in her ear while I hugged her. Read the rest of the story to find out what happens.

papa [BL/sterek] by smith__101

After Stiles mother passed away from frontotemporal dementia when he was 8 year old boy the death of his mother had traumatized him to the point where he stay a child like mind through his adult years. He might not look like it but he does act and be treated like a child by his boyfriend derek. Derek had fell in love with Stiles and he didn't mind that his boyfriend needed extra care, Derek thought it was hot that he was needed a lot he like that stiles needed him for extra care he likes taking care of his mate. Derek is his care taker and boyfriend he take care of by chance him help put his clothes on feed him bathe him punished him if he being bad like you do when you are a child being taken care of by your parent. Derek is a pervert alpha only for his boyfriend Derek will do anything to please his boyfriend making him happy like getting a small puppy for him to play with. The puppy in question is Issac he small werewolf that look like a small puppy that can not transform back he forgot how to transform back human and Derek already know that and like to take advantage of that not in a sexual way more like a pet for Stiles to have. After Stiles had learn about sex one day from Derek he was curious about it and Derek being a good boyfriend could not say no to him so he told him about it. Stiles practically can't stop he want to do it everyday and if he throw a Tantrum if he doesn't get his way it don't do something Everything In this story is all consensual in all parties

Fate in his hands by mai951371

Still mourning from the untimely death of her mother, and a week before leaving the Nassau county with her best-friend, and with that, everything else she had ever known, Sol find herself wrongfully charged and incarcerated for the murder of a member of her family. Already depressed at the idea of her once-promising future now marred by the bleak confine of a prison cell, she now also has to the deal with the fact that she has just caught the eyes of a man, whose power and reputation for brutality alone precede him. ....... "Little flower" , He said, his fingers gently tilting my head up to look at him. "Yes", I breathlessly exhaled "If you ever speak to me like that again, I will rip your fucking throat out.", He continued with a terrifying smile. ...... - And because his ancestors were never picky about their business endeavours, partly due to their direct ties to royalty, and due to their connections to upper-class members of the justice system in Europe and eventually in North America and Asia, the man's family had been direct benefactors of both world wars due to their involvement in the weapon industry, and as suppliers of the adrenaline-pumping drug both the Germans and the French/Americans were injecting in their soldiers before sending them to battle. It's safe to say the man's power knew no bound or restrain. Power that carried through with every single one of the man's actions. Indeed, The man never yelled and never raised his voice, he never had to. The man was curt in his speech. His deep, raspy, baritone voice almost always resonated through with the same monotonous tone. Unless it was to handle his bi-daily entertainments, which were often eccentric in genre and deriving from eclectic sources. It was only then, you'd see the man's eyes twinkle with amusement, frequently at the expense of others. - ______ WARNING [Contains mature, potentially triggering content]

Caged By Him by moonchild80

"WHY CAN'T YOU GET IT INSIDE YOUR HEAD?" He trapped my trembling body between his arms and slammed his fist into the wall. I flinch at the sound as I feel tears forming in my eyes. "I'M SICK AND TIRED OF YOUR CRYING. JUST ACCEPT THE FACT THAT YOU'RE NEVER LEAVING. THIS IS YOUR LIFE NOW, WITH ME" He spits, anger consuming his voice as I push myself further against the wall. Shutting my eyes closed and turning my face to the side as I do. Moments later, I feel his rough hand on my waist and his finger grazing my cheek. "Look at me, love." His hand grips onto my jaw, his thumb playing across my lower lip. He turns my face to meet his as I lower my gaze to the floor. He lowers himself to my level and I feel his breath fanning my cheek causing my breathing to become unsteady. "I love you so much, darling. But you need to learn. You need to learn that you won't be going anywhere. You're mine." With that being said, his other hand slides down to my waist "Your entire body, your mind, your soul. All mine." All I could do was tremble at his touch. How can someone so beautiful be so heartless? ~~~~~~~~~~ All a 19 year old Aurora Shaw wanted to do was work to make a living and volunteer at the orphanage. Unfortunately for her, ruthless and cunning 26 year old Mafia leader and billionaire Tristan Black had other plans for her. He's been waiting for the perfect moment to kidnap her and finally make her his queen after 2 years of watching and stalking her every move. He'd kill anyone who gets in the way of getting what he wants. What will happen when he ruins everything she wanted and forces her to marry him? Will she escape and resist him? Or will she submit and accept her fate?

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𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓, teen wolf ¹ cover

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Open for Negotiation

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.