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Don't Put Your Life in Someone's Hands (They're Bound to Steal ItAway)

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Reads 11
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Parts 2
Time 11m

VampirinaHauntly

"You... You're not Cassius..." Gaius breathed, shellshocked, as blue eyes met gold. Dust blinked up at him, and slowly nodded his head. "Yes, I am." He said firmly. "Yes... You are. But Cassius is gone... As is the world we once loved. Cherish it." And with those last few words, he ripped his hand away from Dust's own, and let himself be swallowed up by the quickly rising lava.All Rights Reserved

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When In Rome by elodienyx_author

One moment, I'm tracing my bleeding hand over vivid, newly unearthed frescoes of three striking men in a Late Republican villa, their features eerily reminiscent of the fresco I've studied since I was ten: Roman Senator Marcus Valerius, whose family vanished from history in 50 BC. The next, I'm sprawled across a marble floor in ancient Rome, pinned beneath the hard, commanding body of Marcus himself-flesh and blood, pulsing with raw power. And good grief, nothing captured the fire in his piercing stare or the way his touch ignites my traitorous body. But the history books lied. Marcus isn't the last Valerius. He has three brothers, each more dangerously captivating than the last-men I now know match those cryptic frescoes. Lucius, the battle-scarred warrior, whose heated grappling in the training yard leaves me breathless. Flavius, the silver-tongued diplomat, whose calculated caresses in shadowed corridors unravel my resolve. And Rufus, the freedman with knowing eyes, whose gentle touch conceals a hunger that sets my heart racing. Trapped in ancient Rome with no way home, I'm ensnared in a web of desire and deceit. The Valerii brothers want me-each in their own intoxicating way-and resistance feels like a losing battle. Worse, there is a fifth fresco, and it hides a chilling secret that threatens to upend everything I know. Am I a stranger in Rome, or the key to the Valerii family's mysterious erasure from history? With enemies closing in and time itself against me, I must choose: fight for a way back to my world or surrender to a fate that could rewrite the past.

He's My Mate by Red_Assassin

CAUTION CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT. "Say it, Allison," he said, his voice low as he trapped me against the rough wall. A shiver ran down my spine, his voice pulling at me, the power in it making me want to do anything he asked. I shook my head, afraid my voice might betray me. His teeth lightly grazed my neck causing a sigh to get past my lips. I could feel him smile against my skin. He knew he was going to get what he wanted one way or another. I tried to slip away, but he grabbed my wrists, pinning them down tightly. He pressed his hard body against me. I was aware of every inch of him that was touching me. "Don't think you can just leave. We're not done yet." My stomach tightened at his words, the desire inside burning for him. My damn body at war with my mind yet again. He slid his hand up to the edge of my shorts, slowly working it's way up as his mouth trailed small nips from my neck to my collar bone and lower, stopping only when he reached the fabric. I could feel my resolve weakening as his hand reached its destination. "Say it," he demanded. I moaned, my head tipping back as he moved expertly. I wanted to say it then, I really did. But if I said the words, there was no going back. ***************** Allison Cole has just turned seventeen. Most girls would be excited, but she doesn't see it as anything special. She can now find her mate, wherever he is. But she doesn't put much stock in mates or true love. How could something like that be predetermined? Things only go from bad to worse when on that very day she discovers who her mate actually is. Will Allison be able to overcome her bleak thoughts about mates and accept hers? Or is the man bad enough to make her run away? Caught between her body, her mind, and what's best for her pack. Allison must make her decision. Is it worth it?

Unnatural forces by Chloenn

'What are you doing here?' he said angrily forcefully yanking my arm. 'I told you to stay hidden.' I pulled my arm free. 'I know but I wanted to help!' I told him with creased brows wondering why we were wasting time. 'By getting yourself killed? Is that your idea of helping?' his deep eyes shot daggers at me. 'I don't care! This is my fight too?' I argued shooting back the daggers. 'You don't...' he mumbled the rest of the statement running his hand through his hair in obvious frustration. 'This is a war, not one of your childish games, Santana.' Injured by his words, I shot back. 'Then i would rather die than li...' I stopped when the atmosphere immediately changed...drastically. His eyes narrowed into mere slits as his face grew dark and he seemed to loom darkly and threateningly over me. I shivered as I stepped back in both awe and fear. He suddenly scooped down and gripped my shoulders pulling closer to him while lifting me off the ground until i was almost the same height as him. 'I will rip everyone's throat with my bare hands before I let anyone touch you.' he hissed his eyes a deep shade of grey that they were almost black. What the hell? * * * All Santana wanted was to live an quiet life. After what happened to her Grandmother everyone's eyes were on her family and all she had to do was to try and not be a psycho... how hard could it be? Oh...she had no idea. From her recurring dream to her brother's terrifyingly accurate intuition to her own ability see beyond the physical, it was becoming increasingly obvious that something was amiss... ***

Mine// Camilo X Y/n by 0fficial_stories

"You were gone for an hour at least! I need us time." Camilo complained. I laughed and hugged Camilo back. Our noses were touching. "I'm all yours now." I assured Camilo. He smiled slyly to himself. He's back to his old ways already. "That's right. You're mine." Camilo said in a somewhat possessive tone. He was possessive in a good way. Not a weird way or psychotic. ~~~~~~~~ Sequel to "This New Feeling!" They/them pronouns as highly requested READ THE FIRST ONE AND THEN THIS ONE OR CAMILO WILL HATE YOU IN A BAD WAY!

The Hand That Holds The Fire by ZerlinaQuinn

I don't know where I am. I don't know who I am. I don't know what I am. I remember crashing into a tree. I was distraught. But that's all i remember. Now I hurt all over. But there's this voice that calls to me. He says he loves me. His name is Kain. He tells me my name is Seraphina. I am a vampire. And, according to him, I am a princess of a kingdom that has already fallen. My mind is a blank, but my body knows I love him. But I react to someone else too. He has black hair, black eyes and features so sharp I think I cut myself looking at him. His name is Lorcan. Lorcan is my -supposed -fiance, due to marry me before my kingdom fell. I don't know who to believe, what to believe. I don't know who to love, who I loved. All I know is I am scared. And I want to love. I am plunging my hand in the fire, and I hope I don't get burnt.

Salazar's Caged Love by AnjaaniSadek

"Who are you?" She said looking at him. "Where have you gotten me?" she crawled back on the bed, looking around the peculiar room. She saw him moving towards her, his eye filled with raw desire. "You are home, love." The same voice that earlier seemed melodious in the club a few days back was now causing dread to pass through her. "Let me go or-" before she could say, in a flash, he stood before her and growled, grabbing her jaw, "I waited for you 20years, and this time I won't let you leave, whether you like it or not." Alexis, a spoiled and rebellious brat, lived a reckless life, much to her father's dismay. With a strained relationship with her father and step-mother, still coping with her mother's demise, she retorted to being a brat. She was living her life unaware of the storm from the mystical world coming her way. It happened a night when she felt someone's presence in her bedroom; however, there was no one around her. Her rebellious life took a turn when she met a handsome stranger, Czar, at a nightclub. As reckless as she was, she didn't notice the signs around her until the day she found herself caged inside a castle. Castle? Is that right? what will happen when she finds out Czar is nothing but a vampire Duke. The question arises, why was a vampire Duke after her? How did he come from his mystical world? Most importantly, what will happen to Alexis?

INCUBUS KING *Completed* by Angelglory1

I looked out of the window and instantly felt nervous. Mostly because he was blocking my view of the rain. I looked at him adjusting my vision of him. I took another bite of my broccoli leaving a small bit of cheese on my lips. He leaned over licking cheese from my lips. "Well I guess you aren't as shy as I thought you were. I mean apart from being a complete creep and all." I said chuckling nervously. He didn't laugh. I took another bite of my food. "You're a witch?" He asked. -It's been 13 days since I've summoned my incubus.- -I was one who believed in ghosts and all the rest of the creatures or beings of light and dark which existed in other realms.- -But I didn't really think that I would be lucky enough to manifest a being into my reality. -

Sold as the Alpha King's Breeder Book 4：Mates of Shadow and Light by ScarlettRossi2024

I would live in this moment forever. I'd have this one taste of love to hold fast to as the years ticked by. I'd shelter it, keep it tucked away, a memory for my eyes only. He kissed my neck, then my mouth, sucking on my lower lip until I finally cried out and threw my head back in ecstasy. "Xander," I said, fighting against his grip. "Xander, wait-" Submit, I thought. "Lena," he said, his voice edged with a nearly inaudible frustration. "You're mine. I'm yours. Whatever happens next," he breathed, kissing me deeply before continuing, "this will be for us. A tether. A thread to keep us grounded to each other." He was going to mark me. I could feel it in my soul. * All I ever wanted was a chance to be normal, to finish my studies and live a quiet life where I'd never have to think about my past. But Xander changed everything, and once he walked into my life, I could never go back. Neither of us could control the destiny we could never avoid...a destiny that would change the world forever.

MY HYBRID MATE by hehe_jennyy

FOR THE DETAILED DESCRIPTION, READ PROLOGUE. As the description was too lengthy. i couldn't write it here. :) _______________________________ "Sera, I am not the one to repeat my words. So you better say yes in front of the whole kingdom when I ask you to mark me," Damien said, glaring at me. "Never," I spat. "I will never mark you, you fucking hybrid," I said with all the anger inside me. "Then you leave me no choice," he said as his eye color shifted from hazel to a deep crimson red. His vampire side had taken over. He took a step closer, and my heart started pounding in my chest. I knew exactly what was going to happen next. This time, it was his vampire side. Last time, it was his wolf. Each time I resisted him, he hurt me, made me regret it. And now I knew he was going to compel me, force the answer he wanted out of me. I quickly shut my eyes tightly so he couldn't use his power against me. There was no point in running, I was already injured, already weak. A cold, dark laugh filled the room, sending a shiver down my spine. "My, my, look how afraid you are, my Sera," he mocked. I could feel him getting closer, his presence suffocating. Suddenly, he yanked my hair back, hard. I screamed in pain, but I refused to open my eyes. "Be my good girl and open your eyes, Seraphina," he commanded, his voice low and dangerous. "Never," I growled in defiance. I couldn't believe the Moon Goddess had mated me to this monster. I despised him. Every inch of my soul hated him. "Give me all the pain you want, but I will never obey you," I spat, my voice filled with hatred. He chuckled darkly. "Then, as you wish," he murmured. I barely had time to process his words before sharp pain pierced my neck. His fangs sank into my flesh with full force, tearing through my skin. I let out a blood-curdling scream as agony burned through me. My eyes snapped open involuntarily, locking onto his, and in that moment, I realized I had made a terrible mistake.

Love is Suicidal [Completed] by callmeCRAZY8

"This is killing you.." He looks at me with sadness in his eyes. "You do know this, right?" Looking out into the night sky, I looked at the stars above that were millions of years away. I slowly nodded, holding onto the cup in my hands. "I think... the moment I saw her.. a part of me was already gone." . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . There are beautiful things in this world. There are terrible things in this world. But one thing that's always stuck in the middle of it all is love. Because love is Suicidal in the most beautiful way.

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When In Rome

One moment, I'm tracing my bleeding hand over vivid, newly unearthed frescoes of three striking men in a Late Republican villa, their features eerily reminiscent of the fresco I've studied since I was ten: Roman Senator Marcus Valerius, whose family vanished from history in 50 BC. The next, I'm sprawled across a marble floor in ancient Rome, pinned beneath the hard, commanding body of Marcus himself-flesh and blood, pulsing with raw power. And good grief, nothing captured the fire in his piercing stare or the way his touch ignites my traitorous body. But the history books lied. Marcus isn't the last Valerius. He has three brothers, each more dangerously captivating than the last-men I now know match those cryptic frescoes. Lucius, the battle-scarred warrior, whose heated grappling in the training yard leaves me breathless. Flavius, the silver-tongued diplomat, whose calculated caresses in shadowed corridors unravel my resolve. And Rufus, the freedman with knowing eyes, whose gentle touch conceals a hunger that sets my heart racing. Trapped in ancient Rome with no way home, I'm ensnared in a web of desire and deceit. The Valerii brothers want me-each in their own intoxicating way-and resistance feels like a losing battle. Worse, there is a fifth fresco, and it hides a chilling secret that threatens to upend everything I know. Am I a stranger in Rome, or the key to the Valerii family's mysterious erasure from history? With enemies closing in and time itself against me, I must choose: fight for a way back to my world or surrender to a fate that could rewrite the past.