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18andup death love magic murder obsessive possessive reincarnation

"a 29-year-old woman, was found stabbed and burned in the woods, currently, we have no information about the murder. we will update all if we get anything... for your safety stay inside,"   the news reporter said, "the woman's name was Felicity Hermitage.." 

'So I'm just going  to die like that...'  I thought as I fell into the endless abyss "no...retribution?... nothing?" a tear fell from my face as I slowly closed my eyes feeling a burning sensation on my skin from the fire


bright light hit my eyes as my head hurt very badly, "Ow..." I muttered, my eyes shot open as I looked around."This.." I muttered, looking at a building which caught my eye."..isn't the afterlife..is it.." I wondered as I stared at the mansion, i looked at the necklace in front of me and picked it up 
        'Welcome, may you have a pleasant stay.' appeared right in front of my eyes.'I will be your personal guide, and I will also help you answer your questions.' "What the hell is this.." I asked...


   "Your second chance at life." the text said







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A Deadly Love- Book Two by chloblla

There are worse things than death. ___ "What is wrong with you?" I seethed. She had my back against the wall, pinning me down so I couldn't move. She was much stronger than me, even when I used my strength to get out of her embrace. I held her gaze and I knew that she was gone. There wasn't an ounce of goodness left in her body. She laughed at my question. Of course, I knew what was wrong with her. But I have to find a way to get her back. "What is wrong with me? Ha, nothing sweetheart." she told me with a smile on her face. "I'm just having a little fun." "Yeah, and fun for you is killing innocents," I growled. "Oh, I hate to say this to you but they aren't all innocent." I finally broke free of her and I dropped her to the floor. I held her down with both arms while I was on top of her. All she did was give me a smile. An eerie smile that made a shiver run down my spine. "I should kill you for what you've done," I whispered. "I should make you pay." "Oh, but Sebastian, you won't," she said. "You know why? Because at the end of the day I'm still me, and you will never hurt me, will you?" I hated that she was right. I couldn't kill her. My mind told me that it would be the best to do it but my heart told me otherwise. I mentally cursed at myself for letting this happen to her. "Elora, I know you're still in there." I said. She was still on the ground, but she was not resisting which seemed odd. "She died a long time ago," she said finally. "Alongside her love for you." ___ Book Two in the "From Death to Life" Trilogy #13 in Bloodlust

Delirious Love by jellogayn2

|STEAMY ROMANCE| 18+ "Oh, how bad I want to corrupt you, ruin you. But you're not ready for that." As much as I want her beneath me, writhing, begging me to stop. There is a time and a place for all that, which now is not the time nor place. A blush forms on her cheeks as she looks away. I put my finger under her chin and gently lift her face. "Look at me, my love. I want to see those beautiful cherry cheeks of yours." I love how responsive she is to me. Seeing her blush and shy away from me is one of my favorite things about her. "Stop, Ansel," she giggled. "You can't just say things like that and expect me to remain unfazed". I find it amusing that she is completely unaware of the power she has over me. God, if we didn't have to leave, I would've shown her what she does to me. "I'm not going to apologize, my love. You make me want to give you the world, yet corrupt that innocent aura you have. Let's go, darling, we are going to be late." I take her hand and guide her to the passenger side of the door, opening it, allowing her to climb into the car. Walking to the drivers' side, I get in making sure she is buckled, before buckling myself. Once I see her buckled, I start the car, putting my hand on her thigh. When Emory Miller attracts Ansel Dubois' attention, things are destined to happen.

Into Your World (Sample Chapters) by Ryle_e10

"Has anyone ever touched you here?" My heart raced as heat surged through me. I shook my head and his hand slid lower, resting on my thigh, near my butt. "What about here, Liza?" I bit my lip, the warmth of his touch sending a jolt through me. I shook my head again, and his hand moved to my abdomen, "Here?" his gaze became intense. I gulped and shook my head. His hand continued its ascent, stopping in the center of my chest. I dragged a long breath in. "I bet nobody has ever touched you here," he murmured, his voice now husky and tinged with tension. I gulped, shaking my head again. Moving his hand up to my neck, he held it firmly from the side and yanked me closer. Our faces inches apart. "What are you doing to me, Liza?" Liza Kirby's life changes forever when she accidentally pulls Adrian Scott, a mysterious and dangerously attractive man, out of a book. Dive into the chaos with "Into Your World" where love gets dangerous, secrets come to light, and trust is shattered. What starts as a mistake turns into a game of obsession that Liza may not survive. Triggers: Explicit Sexual Content, Violence and Abuse, Self-Harm, Grief and Loss, PTSD and Trauma, Graphic Descriptions of Murder, Gore, etc. It's raw, it's unflinching, and it's designed to challenge and provoke. You've been warned!! And of course, there's ✨ magic ✨ too. STARTED WRITING: MAY 24, 2024 FINISHED WRITING: OCTOBER 12, 2024

Sex And Writing|| 18+ [{Completed}] by mercifulmeh

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"Vienna" (✓) by Ven_jane

Vienna wanted a normal life, as normal as a witch can be. That's what she aimed when she moved to London. However, fate has a different agenda to offer, there she met a fellow witch whose job as a cop inspired her and brought out the inner desire she had to help. She came across a few amounts of trouble by helping, including romantic troubles, but she was never fazed. When a friend of hers needed help, she's into it no matter the consequences. Of course it ain't only consequences that's what fate brought her, it may also be, herself. Most of the time, we help because we know we have the ability to. Not for Vienna though, for every soul she helped might open up a piece of her abilities. -------------------- "Vienna, I have a question." "What is it Dark?" "Is there a way to make me human again?" I looked at him with uncertainty. "I'll try to find out." "You're a witch, can't you cast a spell on me or something?" "It doesn't work that way Dark, but I'm gonna try to find out what I can. I'll help you. If I can't help you become a human again, I can at least help you accept what you are now." with that said, I went upstairs and into Gibson's dinning room, he sat there wearing a fit white shirt and a plate of beef infront. I sat down across him and started cutting down the meat. "What took you so long?" he asked as he started digging in as well. "He gained a little control of himself and wanted to become human again." "If he wants to commit suicide, he can do that." "So you mean there's a way to make him human again?" "Yeah but nobody does that." "Do you know how?" he looked at me with narrowed eyes. "If you'd care to read the witch history book, you'd know." "I think I have a copy in my case, am gonna check it out later." "Let me guess, you want to help him?" "Why not? I helped you, I guess I can do the same for him." "You can be a helper witch now, you know that?" "Well I am gonna be honored to be." --------------------

Wings of Butterflies by herview

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Singed - My demon by Skullcandister

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The Witch's Irresistible Love by Madinah_Writes

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A Deadly Love- Book Two

There are worse things than death. _ "What is wrong with you?" I seethed. She had my back against the wall, pinning me down so I couldn't move. She was much stronger than me, even when I used my strength to get out of her embrace. I held her gaze and I knew that she was gone. There wasn't an ounce of goodness left in her body. She laughed at my question. Of course, I knew what was wrong with her. But I have to find a way to get her back. "What is wrong with me? Ha, nothing sweetheart." she told me with a smile on her face. "I'm just having a little fun." "Yeah, and fun for you is killing innocents," I growled. "Oh, I hate to say this to you but they aren't all innocent." I finally broke free of her and I dropped her to the floor. I held her down with both arms while I was on top of her. All she did was give me a smile. An eerie smile that made a shiver run down my spine. "I should kill you for what you've done," I whispered. "I should make you pay." "Oh, but Sebastian, you won't," she said. "You know why? Because at the end of the day I'm still me, and you will never hurt me, will you?" I hated that she was right. I couldn't kill her. My mind told me that it would be the best to do it but my heart told me otherwise. I mentally cursed at myself for letting this happen to her. "Elora, I know you're still in there." I said. She was still on the ground, but she was not resisting which seemed odd. "She died a long time ago," she said finally. "Alongside her love for you." _ Book Two in the "From Death to Life" Trilogy #13 in Bloodlust