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Dangerous Games

Leituras 1,035
Votos 193
Capítulos 64
Tempo 9h 15m

Leituras 1,035
Votos 193
Capítulos 64
Tempo 9h 15m

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Book #3 of Dueling Desires Series 
Dangerous Games 

Grace Watson 

The campus glowed with the last light of evening, and I hurried toward the library, arms full of case studies. Just another night of work - and coffee. 

As I rounded a corner, my path was blocked by none other than Nash Dubois, campus flirt and walking headache, lounging against the doorway with that smug, annoyingly handsome smirk. 

"Grace Watson," he drawled in that infuriatingly smooth French accent, glancing at my books. "Burning the midnight oil, as always?"

"And you're loitering, as always," I shot back, stepping to move past him. But, of course, he blocked my way again, grinning.

He tilted his head, eyes glinting. "Loitering? No, observing. Do you ever not have a book in your hand?"

I rolled my eyes. "Some of us have priorities, unlike those who drift through life playing music and... distracting people."

His smirk deepened, leaning in just a little. "Ah, so serious. It's almost tragic, really." He paused. "But you look cute when you're mad, chérie."

I felt my cheeks warm. "Save it for someone who cares, Dubois." I pushed past him, ignoring the smug glint in his eyes as he called after me.

"One day, Grace," he said, voice low and teasing, "you might just let someone see past that shield."

Ignoring the twist in my stomach, I shook my head and stepped into the library. Nash Dubois was nothing but trouble - a complication I had zero interest in. Or at least that's what I told myself, even as his words lingered in my mind.Todos os Direitos Reservados

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Bad Decisions, de CrazyPebbles21

18 + my book has matured content I look at Ace and see him already heading towards me with an emotionless face. Ace reaches down and plucks me up off the floor. "I told you not to let anyone in here." Ace snaps at me. "I didn't let him in here! He just shoved his way in!" I tell Ace, while giving him a disbelieving look. "You're still getting punished." Ace tells me. My eyes grew wide. "W-w-what!?" I stuttered out. I was confused, how was he going to punish me. "You shouldn't have opened the door." Ace told me. The next thing I knew Ace was pulling me with him over to the couch. I was so confused as I watched him sit down on the couch. I opened my mouth to ask him what he was going to do but Ace pulled me down over his lap, making my ass go up in the air. My eyes went wide once I realized what he meant by punishment. "Ace! Don't you dare-Ahhh" Ace didn't let me even finish before he cut me off with a hard slap to my ass. I cried out at the sting of the slap. "Ace what the fuc-" "Shut up!... This is your punishment. You're going to count out loud with every spank and if you don't, I'll restart. Do you understand?" Ace tells me. I knew he meant it, so I nodded my head yes. "Words MJ." Ace demands. I glared at the floor for a minute before answering him. "Yes, I understand." I answered through clenched teeth. "Good girl." Ace says before his palm comes down on my ass making me cry out again but this time, he rubbed my sore cheek. (Cover is AI it's fake.)

Under Knight's Spell, de ChaseMonre

The first time Riley sees Alexander Knight, he imagines him between his legs-rough hands, filthy mouth, breaking him apart like he was made for it. Six-foot-three of power and ruin, smelling of smoke and whiskey, looking at him like a man already planning the crime. He hadn't come to the countryside to lose himself. He came for sun, silence, and maybe a little healing. But Alexander is his best friend's father. Powerful. Impossible. The kind of man who commands a room without speaking, whose stare feels like a hand around your throat. One look becomes a touch that tastes like danger. One touch spirals into a night he can't forget. And one night turns into an addiction he refuses to fight. They swore it would only happen once. Summer's heat makes liars of them both. In stolen midnight rooms and against cold walls, Riley learns what it means to be claimed-body, breath, and every trembling, broken part of himself. But secrets echo louder than any moan. And someone is always listening. Under Knight's Spell Of Lust and Legacy: Book 1 By Chase Monre 🔥 Explicit. Forbidden. Deliciously dangerous. Warning: Contains graphic scenes, a taboo age-gap dynamic, and a love so brutal it might break you first.

The Art Class (MXM), de Christinagug

Alex, a new student at Breakworth College studying art, struggles with being on time for class. With a lack of friends and no social groups, he finds himself alone and helpless. One encounter after another with Zack, he finds himself debating whether or not Zack is really homophobic and a downright asshole or is trying to hide something about himself; only time will tell. --- I had two options: Say yes or make this situation worse for myself, Deciding on option two, "Zack, you're acting pretty gay for someone who's homophobic," I said slyly. I knew this could only cause him to get angrier, but I knew it was true he was the one who called me a "fag" not even a week ago. "I'm not gay, unlike you; I just know how to get things I want, and you caught my eye. Being my friend is a blessing. You should take the offer," He said, still against my neck. "Aren't you cocky," I replied, trying to stand my ground. Gripping tighter on my waist, he hummed against my ear once again. "I'm getting impatient, Alex. Cut the crap. Say yes already so we can put this past us. I already know I can get you to say Yes," and in a barely audible voice, I heard him say, "I know your weakness". "Now, what weakness could that be-" I didn't even get to finish my sentence before a set of teeth sank into the sensitive flesh of my neck, sending an unexpected wave of pleasure through me. "W-wait, not there. Fine, fine. I'll be your friend. Just stop that shit." Zack paused, his breath hot against my skin as he chuckled. "That wasn't so hard, was it?" His tone was dripping with satisfaction, revelling in his perceived victory. He pulled back slightly, his eyes locked onto mine with a predatory glint. I tried to steady my breathing, my pulse racing from the conflicting sensations. "What is wrong with you?" I muttered, more to myself than to him. The fear and arousal mingled in a way that left me feeling disoriented and vulnerable.

The Silver Fighter | ✓, de LiseR05

"I already killed your mother, Cam." As the words left my enemy's mouth like a mocking sneer, I growled under my breath at the mention of my old name. Memories started to boil up that I had been wanting to squash deep into my heart. Bad memories. "As you can guess, I'm here to finish the job." He continued with that ever-present sinister smirk on his face. And in that moment, a sudden burst of confidence just appeared within me. Or blatant stupidity. 'I'll take either one.' I silently admitted to myself. I rolled my eyes at his so-called 'threat', not really intimidated in the least. "Yeah, like that went so well the first time. The first time, you fucked up enough to get caught by the police." I pointed out. "The second time, your grown-ass men got their asses handed to them by two teenagers." I snorted at him. "Your odds aren't looking too good here, Berti." ~•~ Losing her father? Lovely. Getting in a car accident with her aunt, uncle, and cousin and being the sole survivor? Fantastic. Losing her mother because a deranged psychopath holds a grudge even better than The Grinch? Amazing. Being ostracized from her own family save from her paternal grandparents, and getting the blame for her mother's death? Cherry on top of the cake. Having to make sure three idiotic twats don't get themselves killed because they couldn't mind their own bloody business? Bloody hell, that's an entire ice cream cake with ten pounds of gummy bears. ~•~ Join Grace Stanton as she faces her demons and the demons of her past all while trying not to commit murder against her three new friends. Fun times. (First book in the Gilded series) ~•~ [#1 Streetracer - 4/21/21] [#1 Gangs - 9/16/21] [#1 Boxer - 9/12/21] [#1 Fighter - 12/11/21] [#2 Boxing - 9/3/21] [#1 Girlpower - 2/12/21]

Worth the Risk, de KateRavenaw

August & Colin | WRU series | book 1 We take risks. We make mistakes. We lie. We love. We hurt. We lose total control. I took a risk. I paid the price. I made a mistake. I felt the guilt. I lied. I lie. I loved. I try not to. I hurt. I still do. I lost control. I'm losing again. I try to stick to my plan, I try to follow my rules, I try to silence my heart, I try to keep control of the domino stones that represent my life. But one domino fell and the rest just followed. *** "We shouldn't do this," he whispers against my lips. I should applaud him for having the strength to act on that thought because I haven't been able to. At one point I wanted to, but his touches made the impulse to stop vanish. Now, the only thing I want to act on is the longing inside my chest as I think about demolishing the space between us. "Do you want to stop?" I can feel his frown against my forehead. He nudges my nose before placing a featherlight kiss on my mouth. His hands slide over my jawline, his thumbs slowly caressing my cheeks. He gives me another kiss. Slow and deliberately, as if he's still debating the answer to my question as he slicks his tongue over mine. He softly sucks on my bottom lip, dragging it with him when he pulls away. "I can't," he confesses before he presses his lips back on mine. *** All Rights Reserved (Do not copy this story, thank you :))

Vampire King's Little Killer , de LoveLiveLust

A dark romance, vividly grotesque, morally questionable, fate-defying, vampirically induced tale of happily ever after. With a little bit of dark humor, of course. ****** Tessa was one of the best assassins for hire, she lives for the thrill of the kill. The blood of her victims never tainted her subconscious. Until one day there was a threat to her life. She had three months to live. Tessa was doomed, she had tried everything and she knew she couldn't get out of her impending death. And what did Tessa do when she only had three months to live? She made a bucket list. She had been busy with her lust to kill that she didn't get to live a normal life, after all, she was a psychopath. Within weeks numbers were being crossed off from her list, from having tacos for breakfast, the morning after sex, and somewhere on the list was falling in love. Tessa wrote that as a joke, but deep down she wanted to feel it, she wanted to be able to love someone before she died. Fun fact: Psychopaths are almost incapable of truly loving another. Will Tessa manage to cross everything on her list? ***** The Angel of Death, that was what they called him. Nero Severus Xerxes was a vampire King who was among the oldest. Nero had taken lives, he had taken humans, vampires, and other supernatural beings, yet none would challenge him. He was a possessive bastard, he was a ruler, a sadistic male who protects what was his. One day Nero was faced with the most beautiful woman with a strange view of death. She even had a bucket list. As a vampire King who had lived a thousand lives her careless attitude intrigued him. Will Nero fall for her and resist all temptation and let her slip through his fingers because of her stubbornness?

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Playing His Games, de 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."

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Sinful Addiction, de demimartha026

(Book #1 of Sinners of the Dark) He had a habit of dragging darkness just about everywhere he went. Darkness wrapped in Armani. His personality colder than a block of ice. She was loud, carefree and tainted around the edges. I played by the rules. I did what was asked of me. Until I met the one person that could destroy everything I had worked for. I hated him since our first encounter, and now I was forced to tolerate him. He was called gadyuka in Russia, but he was known as the Sin in the deep underground of New York. Handsome face filled with violence, commanding, gorgeous and deadly. A killer, a thief, a sociopath, and feared by all. A made man. He came dressed in all black. Gold cuff links. Tattoos burned into his skin. He had the ability to pin me to the ground with a single glare and made me feel things I didn't want to. He was absolutely unhinged. Frightening. Everything wrong and everything right. And he held the key to my cage in his palm. And before he crushed the key; I was going to fuck with the serpent, and then I was going to hunt him. He just didn't know it yet. - preview - "I'll fucking ruin your life, Elena. Corrupt every goddamn part of your body, and soul. And when I'm done with you, you'll get on your knees and thank me." His low voice snarled. Desperate. He backed me into a wall. He grabbed me by the throat, but didn't choke me. Just kissed me so deep I forgot whose air I was breathing. "I'm not fucking done with you, Elena. And if it is up to me, I'm not done fucking you either."

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18 + my book has matured content I look at Ace and see him already heading towards me with an emotionless face. Ace reaches down and plucks me up off the floor. "I told you not to let anyone in here." Ace snaps at me. "I didn't let him in here! He just shoved his way in!" I tell Ace, while giving him a disbelieving look. "You're still getting punished." Ace tells me. My eyes grew wide. "W-w-what!?" I stuttered out. I was confused, how was he going to punish me. "You shouldn't have opened the door." Ace told me. The next thing I knew Ace was pulling me with him over to the couch. I was so confused as I watched him sit down on the couch. I opened my mouth to ask him what he was going to do but Ace pulled me down over his lap, making my ass go up in the air. My eyes went wide once I realized what he meant by punishment. "Ace! Don't you dare-Ahhh" Ace didn't let me even finish before he cut me off with a hard slap to my ass. I cried out at the sting of the slap. "Ace what the fuc-" "Shut up!... This is your punishment. You're going to count out loud with every spank and if you don't, I'll restart. Do you understand?" Ace tells me. I knew he meant it, so I nodded my head yes. "Words MJ." Ace demands. I glared at the floor for a minute before answering him. "Yes, I understand." I answered through clenched teeth. "Good girl." Ace says before his palm comes down on my ass making me cry out again but this time, he rubbed my sore cheek. (Cover is AI it's fake.)