Blooming Drow Head

“Learned your lesson?” I nod, biting my bottom lip as he moves his hand further up. “Prove it.” As he squeezes my thigh, I lean back onto his shoulder, instinctively, having him turn his head to the side of mine. “I hate you!” I can feel his smirk against my skin as I sigh. “Tell me anyway.” I click my tongue, turning my head away from him. “I’m yours. And I should know that I’d land here.” *** Nerthus goes by many names. Hiding from an unpleasant past, she keeps her true identity a secret while working as an escort. As she covers an appointment with a mysterious new client for a sick colleague, she thinks it will be a one-night thing as he is known to never book an escort twice. Until he books her again. When her other clients start mysteriously canceling their appointments, she suddenly finds herself in a tricky, but quite alluring situation. She tries everything to resist his irresistible temptations that threaten getting her fingers burnt. But she risks it anyway. Will Nerthus realize her mistake too late? And will she be able to resist her forbidden desire for her mysterious new client? *** TW: explicit and foul language; frequent sex scenes; violence; SA ***

His dark eyes roved her body from head to toe as he sized her up. The intent in them speaks volumes of her ruination. "Strip!" She stiffened and blinked in a haze of raw fear as he prowled towards her. Involuntarily she took a step back then another and another all the while keeping her fear-filled eyes fixed on him before her back touched the wall. She flinched and the very next second he was looming over her like a crazed beast. He rested his arm on the wall above her head and leaned down peering at her big hazel hues with that evil smirk dancing on his sinful lips. "Are you afraid, human?" His deep raspy voice and his aura were ominously dark and dominant that her knees buckled. Her chin jutted out in a fearful tact as she tried not to cry in front of her tormentor. His smoldering eyes fell on his favorite items, her trembling plump lips, and quivering chin. "Strip for me Ava or else," He edged closer as his hot raspy breath caressed the shell of her ear like the whisper of death as he continued. "I will not hesitate to tear your clothes!" He growled, animalistically.

My name is Freya, I'm 16 but will be turning 17 in a few weeks, I'm a Junior at Belleview High, I'm part of the art club along with the photography club, I have straight A's which has always made my dad proud of me. I am finally out of that awkward teenage stage where my head was to big for my body, plus I'm no longer built like a little boy. Andrew is 17, 6 foot at least, with dark chocolate brown hair, the most piercing blue eyes i have ever seen in my life, with a strong jaw and the most perfect tan pink lush lips that I would love to crash my own against, he's built like a God and just his eyes can send a shiver down my spine. Everything about him makes my insides tense. He pushes me against a wall, pinning me to it while holding my hands above my head, his deep voice vibrating through my chest as he speaks with our closeness. Does he want me the way I want him? Can we hide what happens between us from our parent? I will risk it all for him. Will he do the same for me?

Ashley Brown find herself in love with his mafia stepbrother, Sirius Brown. They lived together as a step sibling for years, made the beautiful girl saw him as the hero, the man of her dream. The devil himself, Sirius Brown, is well known as a heartless, manipulative man ever. He kills every living being that goes in his way. Including to his baby girl, Ashley brown. "Baby... Why are you covering this up? Don't you believe me?" Sirius stroked the girl's hand, made Ashley trembled. She shake her head slowly. "It's not like that Bubba… It's dirty, I have to clean it up first." She answered. Sirius chuckled. He held Ashley's hand but the girl shook her head even faster. She didn't want Sirius to see and touch her wet p***y. "Baby, my innocent baby. Show me princess, there's nothing to worry about... Hmm? Come on..." Sirius kissed Ashley gently on the lips, trying to reassure her that it was fine, even normal and that's natural thing to happen… Warning! This novel describe detail sex and erotic scenes. It also has some bloody, torture scenes that may cause you uncomfortable. Please consider your age before reading. This is my original work.

I was supposed to be a star. Instead, I became a scandal, a prisoner, and a joke the world loved to watch fall. Framed by my own sister and betrayed by the man I once loved, I had nothing left except a voice that no one wanted to hear. Then Jesse Roberts walked into my ruins—cold-eyed billionaire, rumored killer, and the head of the most feared mafia family in Country M. He offered me a deal: Become his wife. Give him loyalty. Get my revenge.

Rose Miller, a 20-year-old, traveling to find a place to live away from everyone she ever knew after her parents died during a global pandemic. She stumbled upon an unknown place full of mystery and dark secrets. Her blackout episodes grew after she meets a stranger named David. The mystery starts to unravel as she becomes acquainted with David and his friends. She needs to listen to the voice in her head to save herself from the danger that awaits her.

She's an opportunist, he's a magnet for scandal. She did everything to fit in the elite circle to aim for him, being the top 1 sexiest man in the country. But he's cold and heartless. She's persistent and witty. They're both living in the same world, being the evil and filthy social climbers. But, social climbers don't fall in love with each other, that's the problem. She's already head over heels wanting him on bed and in her heart.

She grew up knowing she was a homeless omega. She was beaten and mistreated by her pack but she never lost hope. She put her head down, hoping that one day her mate will take her away from everything bad in her life, and give her a better life. After being rejected once by her first mate, she lost hope. Only the moon goddess didn't forsake her. Will she take him back when he comes begging?

Clementine Deschamps came from a family of farmers located in Rouen, France. Because of war, poverty, and oppression, she joined a rebel group against the king, but their rebellion failed when they fell into a trap. On the day of her execution, she unexpectedly captured the king's attention. Francis, the king, granted her the title of a marchioness and made her his chief mistress against her will. Now, with a crown on her head, what will she do to fight for her country? And to keep the heart of the king as well?

Scarlet Quinn's father has sold her in marriage to one of the most ruthless Billionaire in New York to pay off his debt. She is forced to wed but her husband disappears leaving her with his brother whom is tempting her in more ways than she can think to handle. Cillian Doyle is the head of their Dynasty and should know better than to tease his little brother's wife but it doesn't help when she looks at him in that innocent yet sultry way.