Dead Inside Meme

Hunter, Vampire, Witch, Werewolf. Mateo took a step back when he heard a beat. A loud beat coming from his heart. He gasped and lifted his right hand to his chest. He felt it! He felt his dead heart beating back alive! How long has it been? 500 decades? No. 1000 decades? No. It has been 2000 decades since he was born with a dead heart. A chuckle came out from his mouth and then he erupted into a burst of laughter with tears running down his face. Oh! How he waited for this day! It took him a few minutes to calm down before he looks up from the floor. He took a slow step towards the cold-eyed enchantress in front of him. The seductive figure was the one who had been busy slaughtering a few of his clans. He stopped in front of her and bent down to her ears. “Mates, you’re mine!”

Stacey Greenwood thought her life was perfect, even though her boyfriend Grant was nearly blind. She still thought life was good. Then she got a call from her mother saying her father was rushed to hospital and to come back quickly. Her life was never the same again. Grant chose that time to show his insecurities and delayed her so her father died. He had her travel back as she was concerned for him only for them to have a huge argument. She had a terrible accident and when she woke-up she thought she was her dead twin sister Amber. Can she build a good life for herself as her dead sister? When Grant finds out what happened to her, can he help her remember who she really is? And why is Grant's mother so against him getting back together with her? When in the past she loved Stacey.

Ley Baler died. However, he later discovered that he has nowhere to go because a war of goddesses erupted in the world of the deceased and destroyed the kingdom of the dead! Poor him and his fellow souls! Thankfully, there was another kind and beautiful goddess who saved him, and even turned him into a Skyworld dweller. However, since he is not a natural-born deity, he would have to create followers and believers on earth, otherwise, his weak spirit will slowly wane till it reduces to not even a speck of dust in the great wide universe. The challenge though is that his powers have nothing to do with healing or anything useful. So how would he gather followers? What should he do when his abilities are more suited for construction sites?! Follow Ley's journey as he established his own church, discover why the kingdom of the dead was attacked, and attain real godhood through his weird, no, amazing abilities.

I’d been dead a month before my family even noticed. It wasn’t concern that brought them to that realization. It was my silence after the so-called “dinner” with Adam Rossi, the infamous mafia boss. My father scoffed like always,“She probably shacked up with that bastard. Too busy spreading her legs to pick up the damn phone.” My sister texted me a photo of them smiling under the Christmas tree, ornaments twinkling like nothing was wrong. Bitch, she wrote. You better talk Mr. Rossi into working with Dad, or you might as well be dead already. And my mother—once the softer one—was now colder than the frost on their windows. “I told you, we should’ve sent Gia to charm Mr. Rossi. Serena always screws things up.” They didn’t think I would die. Not until they found my body—broken, rotten, and forgotten—in Adam Rossi’s basement.

With the return of his memories, my husband, Trevor Beaumont, recalled that he was the Alpha of a wolf pack. He walked away, leaving me with a ruby necklace as compensation. The jewel shimmered amid my sleep, and a tall, burly man stood before me. The compensation came with a hidden bonus after all. Later, I sent a message to my ex. “Thank you for your necklace. The guy inside comes in handy. “We’re getting married, and since you brought us together, we’d hope you can be the best man.” Trevor drove through the night to our wedding venue, veins popping out of his face as despair swallowed him. “Who the hell put the man inside the ruby?”

I pulled my top down and brought his lips to my tight nipples and he sucked on them and gave them a soft bite that made me quiver and moan. He knew I liked it and immediately pulled my bottoms down. "Let's see how wet you are" he softly said. He stuck two fingers inside me and it made my whole body relax as he curled them in and pulled them out again, revealing two very sticky fingers. "You want more ?" I nodded and pushed his hand back inside of me as he pushed them in slowly and deeply inside me. Then he turned his hand over and it made me moan when he came down and began to suck on my clit and get me closer and closer to an orgasm. I pulled his head up and stroked his hair. He began to get harder and I got more and more anxious. "Please put it in me" I pleaded but he told me to be patient. I could do that and he didn't disappoint when he slowly stopped eating me out and jacked himself off in front of my opening. It was so hot as he fingered me deeper and harder I thought he was never going to put it in me when he flipped me over with my legs and fucked me hard and deep. I gasped when he entered me because of how veiny and ribbed his dick felt inside me. He pushed deep and kissed my back and neck as he clenched my nipple and twisted it making me moan. I was confused because I am in love with another shifter who loved me equally. My wolf recognizes him as my mate too. How can this be possible? How am I going to deal with this?

Teresa has been blaming herself for the events that occurred the night her parents died. From being a beloved pack member to the most hated she-wolf. However one conversation after dinner with the alpha may shake up the whole pack. Will Teresa be back on top or end up dead?

Many parts of the story has mature scenes. Read at your discretion. "Your pussy is such a slut, little one." His deep baritone echoes as he trace a wet line through my clit. "Yes, yes." I let out, my hips squirming as I cling to him. My professor. “So…slimy with juices. My fingers ain’t even inside yet.” I swallow hard at his words, my face flushing red as my hunger grows. “Tell me, little one. How many fingers do you want inside you?” “Two. Please give me…two, professor.” Is all I manage to say as he thrust two fingers inside me and immediately his eyes changed. ___ One minute Rain was nursing her heartbreak with several shots. The next she finds herself in an alley with a hot stranger. It was a long night of moans, thrust and need. The following morning Rain finds out the hot stranger from the previous night is her new professor. He's larger than life. One look at him shows he's power personified but there's this disturbing secret about him. Yet Rain is so much attracted she can't resist. How long will it take her to figure out she's just a bait in a plot for revenge?

Warning!! Buckle up and sit tight because this book dives headfirst into hot, explicit, raw content packed with intense scenes, forbidden obsessions, and unfiltered desire. If you're ready for steamy scenes, proceed with caution... or don't, and let the heat consume you. Jonathan Wright is a disciplined, quiet, and academically driven medical student who lives inside his head and inside his fantasies. At twenty-three, he has never had sex, never truly fallen in love, and never crossed a line he couldn’t uncross. But that changes when he becomes dangerously obsessed with two men he can never have. Professor Wyatt Rooke is a feared, brilliant, controlled, intimidating, and untouchable attending surgeon. His closest colleague, Professor Bryce Lockhart, a senior physician, is everything Wyatt is not; calm, charismatic, observant, and quietly dangerous. Together, they awaken desires Jonathan never knew existed, desires he pours into secret, and explicit writing meant for his eyes only. But one careless mistake leaves his darkest fantasy submitted inside Wyatt’s office instead of the required medical assignment. Now what began as shame turns into something far more dangerous and Jonathan learns that once desire is seen by the wrong men, it can never be taken back.

I needed to be inside of her again so desperately that the moment she moved enough that her legs parted, I couldn't help myself. She was already wet again, and my cock slipped inside of her with shocking ease. Her right heat gripped me so exquisitely I thought I would burst.In the room's silence, I could hear her breathing pick up, but when I looked down, she still appeared asleep. Yet she now clenched her eyes shut and her lips parted in a silent moan.I let more of my weight settle on her as I pushed deeper inside of her slick pussy. Her body welcomed me eagerly, and I exhaled sharply at the satisfaction of filling her. Fucking Rhea was the best experience of my life. I wanted to have her as much as I could. Something told me she enjoyed me as well. The way in her and how she moaned when she came on my cock seemed genuine."Aleksander," she whispered my name, and I shoved into her harder at the sound of her breathy voice. "Ah!" She gasped and her arms flew up to wrap around my ribs.