Cat Snake Bite Timeline

"This love is an obsession. An obsession that started the minute you appeared when I was at my darkest, and as such, it isn't healthy." "Healthy or not, you're mine, little songbird, and if you let any man touch you, he will be six feet under come morning." After Brielle O'hara's parents passed away, her world was turned upside, and it all started with a text from a mysterious benefactor who promised to support her until she was able to do so herself. That's why when she turns 22, she is determined to stand on her own two feet so that she is worthy of him. But when she finds out he nothing more than an obsessive, cold-blooded killer, she is determined to escape him and the dark world that he is a part of. However. Her benefactor refuses to let go so . Thus starting a game of cat and mouse full of lies, deceit, stalking, and sweet, sweet torture. Will Brielle be able to resist the temptation of the mysterious and older man, or will she fall into an abyss of darkness and pleasure? Read Claiming Brielle to find out!

Ryan, an outstanding police officer with the highest criminal arrest rate in the city. He is kind toward the innocent but cruel and violent to the criminal. There is no pity for those who oppressed the weak. This is a typical system and transmigration story, but, rather than meet truck-san, he is killed by a serial killer he has chased for years. Join his journey on world hopping with his snobbish system to resurrect back into his original world and apprehend the serial killer. Well, due to his good luck anyway, he meets the serial killer's reincarnation in every world he went into and continuing the game of cat and mouse between them. "Change the cannon fodder's fate? Who cares about that! As long as I can catch him by my own hands, I'll even become the devil himself!" (What rotten luck. I got a rather peculiar host this time -Sigh- Host! You need to finish your mission at least! Grab some points, damn it!) This is a work of fiction and purely comes from the writer's imagination. And the cover picture is not mine. Credit to the real owner.

"Bound by a prophecy, our love was never ours to keep. It was written, a passion cursed to consume us both—destined to ignite, destined to destroy, and never to be undone." Have you ever looked at your stepbrother and been like, Damn, I wanted him? For Ahvi Thatcher, life as a step-sibling has never been easy. She remembered the first time she saw him and the attraction that nearly knocked herself off her feet. It was strong—too strong, almost unnatural. But he was her stepbrother and the feelings were wrong and she knew it, yet she couldn't resist the lure of the forbidden fruit that was her step-brother. One forbidden bite and she found herself in a whirl of passion and intrigue, torn between the forces of love and lust that battled inside her heart. Will Ahvi be dragged into the shadows by her stepbrother, her sinful desires, and her own forbidden passion, or will she break free and find a brighter road ahead? What if there was no bright road ahead? What if everything and everyone she knew was a lie and now she must save herself from a world she never knew existed in the first place? only if she hadn't given in to her desires.

I was the sole front desk clerk at a haunted hotel. Welcoming players, checking in on the bosses’ quarters, and slacking off a bit were all part of the job. At least, that was what I thought. It turned out my days were far from ordinary. A blood-drenched little girl in a tattered red dress kept ringing the service bell. Her eerie voice echoed, “Miss, why didn’t you come play with me?” A creepy black cat with glowing eyes wouldn’t stop meowing and rubbing against my legs. And then there was the old woman with claws like knives, cheerfully knitting me a sweater… out of players’ skin. One day, I took a day off to care for my sick mother. That was my biggest mistake. The entire game instance erupted in chaos. Bosses interrogated players, demanding to know where their precious front desk clerk had gone. “Did she abandon us? Is she never coming back?” I ran. They chased. But no matter how fast I fled, their grip on me only tightened. In the end, escape wasn’t an option.

Vengeance is her's, not God's. Andrea Campbell's world is shattered when Thane, her ruthless CEO husband, divorces her. Left with nothing, she has no family, no money, no identity. But as fate would have it, she is reunited with her billionaire birth father, Mr. Campbell. Five years later, Andrea returns as a stunning, sassy businesswoman, fueled by a burning desire for revenge. She plans to pull Thane into a high-stakes business collaboration and then destroy him. Thane, consumed by his ex-wife's transformation, will stop at nothing to reclaim her. Unaware of their hidden twin children and Andrea's secret game. He becomes increasingly obsessed. As they dance around their explosive past, Andrea struggles to keep her emotions in check. Thane's determination ignites a risky game of cat and mouse, where old feelings resurface and new flames ignite. Will Thane's all-consuming love be enough to quench Andrea's fury, or will her thirst for revenge destroy them both? Can Andrea resist Thane's relentless chase, or will she succumb to the passion that once bound them?

Desperate times call for desperate measures. When Isabela's father is diagnosed with cancer, money for treatment is the last thing on their minds. But as bills start piling up with no end in sight, Isabel is left with no choice. She seeks out Noah Wolfe, an old family "friend" who has inherited an empire. To her surprise, Noah offers to cover all medical costs. But there's a catch - Isabel must marry him. With her father's life on the line, she accepts Noah's proposal. But Isabel soon realizes she’s in way over her head. Behind closed doors, Noah is nothing like his public image. As his grip on her tightens, Isabela starts to wonder - is getting stuck in this marriage actually a death sentence in disguise? She'll need to play the game better than Noah if she wants to survive. But can she outmaneuver a man with infinite resources and a personality as dark as his secrets? With her life and her father's on the line, the stakes have never been higher in Isabel's deadly game of cat and mouse.

"She's wolfless, mother," his tone was cold as usual. A wolfless mate meant one of two things; There was a high chance of birthing a wolfless pup and there was a lower chance of birthing a pup- in this case, the next Alpha. "You would subject your only son and heir to the Pride Family Pack to this fate?" He asked his mother in an accusing tone. "What’s so special about her anyways!" There was nothing Irene hadn't heard from him. She had taken his insults, numbing her pain with her love for him but when she stumbled upon him giving his mate bite to the Beta's daughter, Irene was sure she'd had enough. She fled, unknown to her, with their children in her womb. ***** "Return to our pack and be by my side again," she never thought he was capable of those words. He was yet to know about their children, perhaps did he really want her back or was he just curious about her identity that was slowly coming to light? #weaktostrong #SecretIdentity #Secretbabies #ChasingEx-Wife #ArrangedMarriage #DestinedMates #AlphaXAlpha Author: E.V Lunar Copyright: Ideaink Six Cats

Title: His Favorite Plaything (erotic short stories) Genre: Erotic Romance / Dark Romance / LGBTQ+ / Forbidden Love / Billionaire / Paranormal Blurb: No one in these pages is sane. No one is clean. And every one of them is starving for the kind of pleasure you only think about in the dark. This collection devours you, drags you beneath its surface, and leaves you raw, trembling and desperate for more. Inside, you’ll find possessive men who take obsession too far, women who crave what should break them, tangled power games that blur devotion and danger, forbidden affairs that taste like betrayal and heaven, and supernatural lovers who make surrender feel like damnation. These are the cravings you dare not admit. The ones that make you bite your lip when no one is watching. Don’t pretend you’re innocent. If a part of you aches for something darker, prepare to be consumed. Open the book. Surrender completely. Become someone’s favorite plaything… for as long as you can stand it. And remember: no one here will save you. No one will judge you. They’ll only give you exactly what you came for.

🔞🔞🔞Step into a world where shadows kiss silk, where desire knows no era, and where every chapter drips with forbidden hunger. From candlelit chambers in gothic manors to sleek glass towers of modern cities, from masked balls in Venice to the dark embrace of supernatural lovers, this collection dares to cross every boundary of lust. Inside these pages, you will discover: • Old-Fashioned Lusts – Governesses seduced by brooding lords, pirates claiming their captives, priests battling sin with flesh, and marquises who never take no for an answer. • Modern Obsessions – Billionaires who own more than empires, professors who blur every line, stalkers who live in the walls of penthouses, and uncles who want what should never be theirs. • Anthologies of Desire – Courtesans in silk masks, strangers meeting on midnight trains, vampires who bite deeper than blood, demons who crave brides, and werewolves who hunt not prey but mates. Each story stands alone, yet together they weave a tapestry of obsession, submission, and dark passion. With 100 chapters of raw erotic intensity, this is more than a book it is a descent into every secret you’ve dared to dream of and every temptation you’ve tried to resist. Crimson Temptations will not just be read. It will be devoured.

The world was divided into the mortal realm and the divine realm. The Rain Clan belonged to the divine realm. They could hear the prayers from the mortal realm. The Rain Maidens would bring rainfall to the mortal realm through prayers. They could ascend to heavens through cultivation. In the Rain Clan, every rain maiden was born with a dragon who would ascend with her and become her mount. When my sister and I were born, we shared only one spirit beast—a white dragon. The white dragon was the lowest of all dragons, yet I ignored the clan’s objections and insisted on forming a bond with him so that we could ascend. However, on the day I succeeded in calling the rain and married him, he shot an arrow straight through me while I was pregnant and at my weakest from summoning rain. As I lay dying, I saw him rush toward my sister. “Leigh, now I can finally be with you forever.” Only then did I realize the white dragon had chosen me under pretenses to help Leigh ascend. When I opened my eyes again, he and I had both returned to the day of our bond. There, he learned that Leigh was the true heir to the Rain Goddess mantle. He dropped to his knees and loudly confessed that he had always loved Leigh, and that he wished only to be her mount. Everyone knew I had spent half my cultivation to save him when he first hatched. I smiled and pointed at a mottled green snake at the edge of the barrier. The white dragon thought that as long as he bonded with my sister, he would ascend. However, what he never knew was that without me, Leigh could never ascend.