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YOU

LECTURES 50
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LECTURES 50
Votes 3
Parties 2
Durée 6m

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"Michael!" I yell my voice breaking from the shear volume. All I could see was blood. The tears didn't come, shock was freezing my heart, moving my limbs was rage! I could feel myself getting lost it was dangerous I was being engulfed in my hatred. The shear force of my emotions in control! The world trembling as my dragon body emerged. The only word in my mind.. Destroy!Tous Droits Réservés

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Moss (under major Editing), écrit par SugaryCandul

Moss stared at me, his eyes glowing a vibrant kind of green. He ran his hand through his brown hair and grinned at me. "Didn't I tell you to stay out my room?" He said while lazily walking over to me with a limp. "I'm sorry..uh- I'll leave now!" I get up and run to the door but with a blank of an eye he was in front of me. "Don't leave just yet..I'm hungry you know." He chuckled and placed his hand on my shoulder. It felt like a millon weights were on that one shoulder and I fell to the ground instantly. "No! Stop!" I scream as he plants his teeth into my neck and I let the darkness consume me.

Apologies (A Phanfiction ), écrit par MadQueenMogar

[COMPLETED] "I'm sorry I left you. I just couldn't stand to see you cry." His voice spoke softly. It comforted me, but in a way, it made me angry. I felt my blood boil as I clenched my fists. "That's bullshit, Phil. You're my boyfriend. You should be there for me when I'm upset." He looked at the floor, "I'm sorry."

Born of Fire and Blood, écrit par JunkieFunkie16

The world was fire. All I wanted to do was burn with it. After another day of screaming and fighting, I could only sit by my window and pray that absolution would come. That I would finally be released from this Hell. She came then, maybe a figment of my imagination or a ghost from the past. A version of me long gone, or perhaps I was a version that was born to devour her. Her face was hard, but her eyes were apologetic as she handed me her dandpattas. "It is time, chhota draigan." I closed my eyes then, steeling myself, and began to hum. Oh, what to be born from chaos - what to be born from fire and blood.

THE CONTRACT (The Chosen Series #2), écrit par knightwaters

{MATURE +18} I am strong, I am resilient, I am fire... ******************************************************************************************* Grabbing hold of my wrist, he tugs me towards him. His large arms wrapping around my torso as he pulls me closer, burying his face in my hair. "I can't give you a happily ever after Erin." He tells me, his voice breaking with what sounds like pain. Reaching up with my free hand, my fingers threading through his hair until it catches on his silken ends. I tug. Hard. Ensuring that we have eye contact, I whisper. "I don't need tomorrow, all I want from you, right now, is tonight." ******************************************************************************************* Trapped in a contract with no exit, an agreement made without her consent. Erin will learn that there is more to the end of her story, more than the life her father sold her into too, and it is going to be one HELL of a fight to come out on top. I'm back BITCHES, and things are about to get HOT!!!

Unleashed, écrit par Dewmoin

"There is a darkness inside you Ash," it hissed into my ear, freezing me in place. "Do you have the strength to become what this world needs? Or will your fears overwhelm you?"

Prince of Darkness (First of the 'Prince' series), écrit par ____PRECIPTATION____

"What do you want?" I cried. "What do you want!" I screamed my heart out, the evergreen trees shadowed over me like they were hiding me, the sun's rays burning my eyes. A black mist slithered at my feet, wrapping around me like a tourniquet. Black dots swirled in my vision as it tightened around my throat. "Oh Blaine," a gravelly voice seemed to surround me. "All I've ever wanted was you."

Is it too late to say Sorry?, écrit par iambellissima_nishaz

"The fuck you are leaving me." His roar cracked through the hall like lightning. Ara didn't blink. She stood there, calm as death, done to her core. No tears. No tremble. Just a weary exhale as she turned her back on him - the one thing he never thought she'd do. Before she could take a step, his hand shot out, gripping her arm like he was holding on to life itself. "Where are you going, Ara!" His command shook the pack. But she wasn't his to command. Not anymore. Ara ripped her arm free with a force that made even his wolf recoil. "Don't. Touch. Me." Her aura slammed into him, cold and merciless. "You think I'll stand here and watch you mate and breed her?" she hissed, every word a dagger. His throat bobbed. "She meant nothing." She laughed - sharp, broken, brutal. "Yeah? That's why you were fucking her in your office? Couldn't even hide the scent of your betrayal." "Ara, it was a mistake-" She stepped closer, eyes blazing. "Your mistakes come in episodes, Alpha. Season one, season two, season three. You don't make mistakes. You make choices." He swallowed hard. "I don't need her. I need you." "Lies," she spat. "Every damn sentence you breathe is a lie. I can't even look at you without feeling sick." He flinched like her words physically hit him. "That female behind you?" she pointed, not bothering to glance. "Perfect for you. Go mark her. Breed her. Hell, fuck her for all I care." Her voice cracked - but she kept going, blade steady even when bleeding. "I don't need you. Not anymore." His knees crashed to the floor. The mighty Alpha. On the ground. For her. "Ara... I'm sorry. I'm really fucking sorry." His voice broke like he finally understood what loss tasted like. She stared at him with a sad, devastating smile. "Isn't it too late for that, Mate?" One tear escaped - and she crushed it away with her thumb. Then she turned. Walked. Didn't look back. But he didn't chase her. Because he knew. He didn't just lose her. He wrecked her.

𝐌𝐲𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐞, écrit par ValensFiction

𝑯𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒓, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒏. 𝑺𝒐 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒂 𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒓. 𝑨 𝒕𝒚𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍 𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒓, 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒊𝒎𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚. 𝑨 𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆, 𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚. 𝑨 𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆, 𝒘𝒉𝒐𝒎 𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 - I closed the book and a heavy sigh left my lips. I looked out of the library and there he was standing at the door. His arms flexed as his grip on the door tightened. He felt so close yet so far. And his eyes, his beautiful honey like eyes, it held a story. A mystery that seems to pull me towards him, no matter how much I resist. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐬. 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬.

Draconic Amnesty, écrit par Zanth7

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For Me,There Is Only You |18+|, écrit par MsRecluse

Warning: This book contains mature content. (18+) ___________ This is a story where desire and destiny conflate, His fervent heart seeks his destined mate, Because.... "He was bound by obsession, she was bound by fate." __________ He was too absorbed in ogling my exposed breasts, his gaze dark and hungry. I took advantage of his distraction and glanced toward the door. It hung loosely on its hinges, barely attached after his earlier outburst. A cold reminder of his strength, he could easily rip it apart, just like he could rip me apart. If I ran fast enough, maybe, just maybe, I could make it to the front door. I just needed one chance, one opening. With my heart pounding in my throat, I bolted toward the door, adrenaline pumping through my veins like fire. My bare feet slapped against the floor, each step a desperate plea for freedom. But just as I reached the threshold, his arm shot out like a viper, snaking around my waist and yanking me back. I collided with his chest, the impact knocking the breath out of me. His body was a wall of muscle, impenetrable and unyielding. "We have to do something about your running habit, mate." ___________ Please read the trigger warning in the Author's note before continuing.

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Moss (under major Editing)

Moss stared at me, his eyes glowing a vibrant kind of green. He ran his hand through his brown hair and grinned at me. "Didn't I tell you to stay out my room?" He said while lazily walking over to me with a limp. "I'm sorry..uh- I'll leave now!" I get up and run to the door but with a blank of an eye he was in front of me. "Don't leave just yet..I'm hungry you know." He chuckled and placed his hand on my shoulder. It felt like a millon weights were on that one shoulder and I fell to the ground instantly. "No! Stop!" I scream as he plants his teeth into my neck and I let the darkness consume me.