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A sarcastic dark story of a rock star who becomes a serial killer. just a preview. 
"How does this look?" she asked with her lips pressed tightly together as if the weight of the world depened on what she was going to wear tonight. "well....?" i finnaly looked at her to see she was wearing a black strapless dress with those red bottoms i nearly signed my soul to the devil for and she wore that smokey eye she always does. Was this all there is to women?All Rights Reserved

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Whats and Hows by eninish

My eyes betrayed me, drifting down to her boobs. Fuck. I had always wanted to touch them, feel their weight, and lose myself in the softness. She wore an armless gown, dangerously short, with a plunging V-neck that left very little to the imagination. Her boobs spilled generously, teasing me with their fullness. She noticed my gaze, caught me staring, and instead of pulling away, she bit her lips-her eyes daring me to act.DA

Innocent Devotion by eroticdaisy

Looking up at him as he smoked a cigarette. He gave me no attention. I take his hand, sliding it between my thighs, all the way to my bare pussy that was dripping for his cock. "Look Rico, I wore nothing for you." I mumble softly with a smile on my lips. I guide his fingers the way I liked them, moaning softly, getting his attention. Blowing the smoke out he looks down at me. He pulls his hand away from my pussy. He grabs a hold of my jaw, pressing my cheeks so hard my lips pouted involuntarily at him. "Behave, Bella, or I'll face fuck you so hard I'll destroy that innocent face." He warned, He goes back to smoking his cigarette, looking down at his phone. I take a step back, taking of my clothes one by one. He looks at me, watching me with an intense gaze that heats my body up. His eyes slowly dilate, becoming lustful an greedy. Suddenly and roughly he grabs my throat, forcing me on my knees in front of him. Tossing his phone on the counter, he takes out his hard cock. Looking at his cock my lips part automatically. With no warning he thrusts his cock down my throat and I choke. The drool in my mouth, slipping through the edges of my lips and dripping onto my tits as I desperately try to close my mouth around his thick, throbbing cock. "Look at me, Bella." I listen obediently, looking up at him. My vision blurry from the tears. "Is this want you want, you fucking whore?" He taunts and I nod. He slips his cock out of my mouth, giving me a few seconds to suck in a breath. He pulls my hair back and I gasp softly. "Use your fucking mouth or I'll put it to work." He slides a thumb over my lips, smudging my red lipstick. "Please, Rico. Put it in my mouth."

Insanity Stains Red by theauntyapple

A young girl (Red), is raised in a cult environment that performs human sacrifice as a part of their rituals. Red is physically, verbally and sexually abused by her father and his followers. She develops Stockholm's syndrome, but some part of her still knows that it is wrong. Red protects the other girls - victims of the cult, who subsequently hate her, thinking she is just another one of their tormentors. Until one day something goes wrong, and with Red's subtle prompting, the police find out about the abhorrent acts being done in the name of religion. And that's when things really get interesting... Forced to pretend to be normal in a world as strange to her as fluorescent converse, Red must rely on her inner voices to determine what is right or wrong. But how can one be in balance in the world when she is told that everything she has ever known or been a part of was an act against God? What is there left for a young serial killer to believe in, if not the blood of sacrifice?

Diavolo by demimartha026

She hated him as much as he wanted her, a thorn in her side ever since they met, and it had only gotten worse with each lingering gaze between them. As an aspiring journalist, Presley didn't believe in love-or lasting romantic relationships of any kind. The last thing she needed in her whirlwind of life was to get involved with her best's friends bodyguard-or rather the head of the Cosa Nostra. A man with little use of manners and secrets in his past. Tall, handsome and covered with tattoos, a living and breathing hazard with a cold nature and quiet demeanor. A beautiful monster dressed in leather jackets, and tight fitting shirts. A made man. Silvio had ever met a woman like her, who spent every minute glaring at him. One who he was consumed to touch despite his dislike for touch. A stubborn femme fatale with soft brown eyes and obsidian curls. A woman he'd been trying to resist for a long time. When a threat from her past lands her into the very arms of her nemesis and into a fake relationship, she's forced to get to know him and suddenly, their fake relationship feels more real than anything she had ever own. - preview - God, it felt right like this was where it belonged-this was where I belonged. And she felt it too, given by the slight rush of her breathing, and dazed eyes. There was always this magnetic pull and tug between us, so irresistible and consuming. "Silvio." She let out a small gasp, obviously not expecting me to touch her, and it burned. Everything right now burned but it felt good. Almost in an addicting way like the pain crossed the threshold and soared to become another feeling. "I don't think this is a good idea." "You want me to stop right now, say it but this is a damn good idea." I said in a gruff voice. "Tell me you don't want this, tell me it's a bad idea and I'll stop."

Nightwalker by Social_Introvert

Time didn't matter to her. She got up when the sun did and tried to sleep when the sun went down. because of this seemingly endlessness, she's forgotten her name, she's forgotten her family and she's forgotten everything she use to be. Now she was nothing. Living on the streets of a town begging for money and food from travellers that didn't know who she was, unlike the rest of the town that thought of her as something unnatural even though she doesn't know why. Constantly abused by the townspeople who don't understand her, she is left to die in an alleyway after a horrible run in with three drunk men. She was expecting to die and have her corpse eaten by rats and other vermin. What she didn't expect was to be saved by a woman that was everything but human. "Do you want to live?" This woman asked and when she looked into herself she knew the answer, it came easy through her busted lips. "Yes." From that day on she became something else, something not human, something extraordinary and from that day forth she will serve this woman who saved her life and maybe one day remember her name or be given one by her new Mistress. Maybe one day she'll remember who she was and maybe she'll even find the one person that completes her soul. From that day forth she became a Nightwalker. Completed. This is a lesbian story and contains mature actions between females. There will be warnings at the beginning of the chapter if you do not wish to read such content.

Unintentional Passion by PlayNmyCurlz

Geovanni Have you ever gotten that feeling that somebody was watching you? And that person who was watching you wasn't normal. I have felt that way all of my life; but then again I felt as if I went missing nobody would even notice or care I was gone. I am 23 and just graduated from college. I was there an extra year because I had to take care of my family. I had to transfer back into the city and pick up the extra work because my mom died, and my dad became addicted to anything that would numb his pain. My little sister and brother would be lost without me here. But now I could care less. A cold breeze blew through my window waking me up from my thoughts. I looked over in the corner and saw that nothing was there. It was odd because I felt like someone well more like something was there. It had to be my imagination getting the best of me. I laid back in my bed and closed my eyes. Then all of a sudden I got the feeling I wasn't alone. But the really strange thing is that even if there was someone in here with me I felt safe. Jordan. I watched her as she slept. In fact I have been watching her since she was born. I have waited half a century to find that one person. I think I have finally settled on her. She was my choice. I know. After being in as many relationships as I have you know things. I felt my fangs tingle. Her blood smelled so sweet. Her heartbeat was steady and strong. I took my tongue and ran it across my fang. The temptation to indulge in her red liquid was far too strong. I let out a low growl and jumped out her window. I was ready for a hunt. "Did you see her Jordan?" "Yes, and tomorrow night you will turn her," "Why do I have to turn her?" "Ezra, you know once you turn them, they hate you," "I didn't hate pops," "You wanted to join though," "True, but first see if she wants to be turn before you jump to conclusions," I nodded my head, before me and Ezra took off to find some fresh blood for the night.

In the Arms of Danger by Btsfan_4eva

"Who are you?" I asked, still left in the shock and scared state that came over me when gunshots were heard. I look up to his face which was hidden behind a dark shadow and bit my lips as silence fell between us. "Who I am is none of your business," he said in a cold, husky voice that somehow caused me to shiver. A frown made it's way onto my face as I looked at the mysterious man who refused to tell me who he is. He stood tall in front of me as we fell into silence again but only for a few seconds before he began to slowly move towards me. His face slowly being exposed to the light, giving me a glimpse of his icy grey eyes. "let's go" he spoke again before turning around. I hesitated a bit before turning around and for some reason followed behind him. ─── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── Ariana is a 26-year-old young lady, employed at a famous bar in New York City. She loves her job to her heart and counts it as a blessing since it helps in paying her bills. So everything was going quite well in her life, except for the fact that her boss hated her, but apart from that she was okay and everything was going well...but all of that came to an end on one specific night when she found herself in the arms of danger after encountering a mysterious yet dangerous man, who had also happen to have a lot of enemies. And since she had encountered him, she had been targeted as a worker for him and so she was promised that her life will be protected by the mysterious man as a returned favor for her saving his life. She has now entered a world where chaos, lies, hurt, death and truth reside and will find herself in a place where though decisions are thrown at her. So, What will she do when she's being chased down by enemies that seek to take her innocent life? Can she trust a man, she never knew, to protect her? Can she....survive? There's only one way to find out...

Avoiding Damon (COMPLETE ✅) by AmbitiousRosa

When She finally accepted reality, fate decided to play with her destiny. One call changed her life in a snap. She never wanted to go back because of her past, but she knew very well, after leaving everything behind, there would be a time she has to face everything again. And now the time has come, she had to face it in order for her to move on peacefully. As she planned to avoid the least person she wanted to see at her cousin's engagement party, fate wasn't on her side, when she arrived at the party on time. She immediately met a pair of dark charcoaled eyes. Has she finally moved on? Or She had fooled herself in believing that she only want closure to her past?

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐎𝐒 by eroticroses

❝Violet tell me to stop and I will ❞ the feeling of his soft lips igniting flames throughout my body, my lower half becoming warmer every second I felt the delicacy of his touch. "Enzo" I couldn't bring myself to say stop simply because I didn't want him to. I wanted his hands roaming over my body while he held my neck thrusting into me. The erection I feel on my thigh made my mind wonder off. Pinching my hip I moaned lowly when he hooked my legs around his waist. "That's not telling me to stop amore" removing my shirt over my head his lips latched onto my swollen nipples, my hands shot in the softness that was his black hair. "Tell me what you want" "Fuck me Enzo" ᥊ 𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐓 needed the money to pay for her mother's expensive treatments, dancing for a man like Enzo wouldn't be good for her and she knew this. He would be the chaos in her life but she was too addicted to it. 𝐄𝐍𝐙𝐎 understood the consequences it would bring if he got involved with Violet more than what she already was, that was his dancer and nobody else's. 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐎 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 ❦ Highest Ranking! #1 in cocky #2 in passion

The unreachable mountain by Growened

"You're unbearable!" He kicks her with utter contempt. "Please tell me where I'm wrong, causing you discomfort was not my intention," she said crying, causing him to hit her against the ground again. "Do you think you can live with good intentions? Didn't you have all the time you wanted to change and learn? You still dare to ask for more!" He yells at her with hatred, he blamed her for being the one will cause a woman to be beaten; He didn't want to be that kind of man. However, what he lived with her caused him to bring out what he hated the most about himself from within. -Forget it love- said a woman who was next to her- it's not worth it- this dog was supposed to be her friend, she was supposed to support her just like she did; however he managed so that he and she hated each other and thus be able to steal it. The woman on the floor does not know how much she was framed and harmed by her naivety, nor did she know that this was the beginning of her misfortunes. Because of that woman she did not stop suffering, wherever she went she suffered verbal or physical abuse and everything was orchestrated by this woman; she didn't know until she was about to faint. "Why?" She asked this unarmed woman without knowing why she hated him so much. She never did anything to hurt him. She just laughed viciously without answering him, she didn't have to waste her time with an insect; leaving La to die imprisoned in the house where she was kidnapped. "Answer me!" She got up from her bed screaming "Eh? This looks like my room; Did I reincarnate myself in the past?" She ran to the bathroom just to see that her assumption was correct. She thanked the heavens for this second chance by promising that she wouldn't be fooled a second time.

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Whats and Hows

My eyes betrayed me, drifting down to her boobs. Fuck. I had always wanted to touch them, feel their weight, and lose myself in the softness. She wore an armless gown, dangerously short, with a plunging V-neck that left very little to the imagination. Her boobs spilled generously, teasing me with their fullness. She noticed my gaze, caught me staring, and instead of pulling away, she bit her lips-her eyes daring me to act.DA