Fatal Attraction Novels & Stories

I met her sitting on her bed trembling in tears. From the look of things, she's been obviously in shock after I told her I knew Zuoka and after receiving news of his death on the media. The music company was already unstable. The news buzzed around. Leena Rashford, popular Rock star and newly employed blues writer kidnapped by a strange man who kills himself as the cops invaded his hide out. Mom stood up the instant she saw me. "Lee...na",she stuttered. I remained silent. I didn't know exactly what to say to her.

What will they say about her? She knew that she would definitely be the talk of the company and it was for something bad. She couldn’t even think of resigning because it would be difficult for her to get another job. She couldn’t resist Nick and it was something she hated. She knew he didn’t like her, he just wanted her for fun—this she knew very well but she couldn’t deny the attraction she felt toward him. The attraction was becoming deeper each passing day. “You have to stop whatever you’re doing with Nick. No matter the temptation, you can do it! He would soon be getting married and that means, you have to stay away from him.” Lia told herself sternly as she looked into the mirror.

She blushes all the more. "Ah! It's driving me nuts." Garry said as he raised her head to look at him. "But it's your scent." She said, he smirked, he brought his lips to her ears again. "Mixed with yours and your heat especially." He said quietly, her eyes widened in embarrassment understanding what he had said. So he could...! What?!, she blinked and hurriedly disengaged from him, she fled out of the room causing the Beta to laugh. So the desire, fondness, and attraction he felt for the Witch was that she was his mate.

If gorgeous was a person- His dark brooding eyes were staring intensely into my soul, and his dark brown messy hair was a bit damp from the light rain that was outside. His jawline was just perfect, and so was the light stubble that was spread across it. All in all, he was sexy. If the detective doesn't get here soon, I'll probably get arrested for real this time for kidnapping. I eyed him carefully as he walked over to me after closing the door threateningly slowly. He took a seat in the chair in front of me without saying a word, as his eyes studied me for a good minute.

Victoria would throw herself on his feet to get him. I had seen craziness in her eyes today. A shiver ran through my body. I took a deep breath and gazed up at him. His stare was fixed on me. He was looking in a pause moment, no expressions, no blink. The attraction was so strong that I had to pinch myself to break the gaze. I lowered my gaze, " If you don't mind. Can I eat upstairs, watching Netflix? " I asked. He paused for a second again, " Sure, " He said.

And as I look closer, I can see many men and even women in similar situations. “What the hell is this?” I growl. What was happening around me was no better than what happened during the blood moon with Allister and his clansmen. They were using humans for pleasure and enjoyment. Did we walk in on a fucking sex house? “You can wait outside if all of this is too much for you,” Atticus offers in amusement. “Things like this happen at these gatherings all the time.” “Are you saying you’ve participated?” I ask through gritted teeth. Fuck, what kind of man was I actually attracted to? Both of these bastards used humans for their own personal pleasure, and I was more than willing to be a participan

I knew my fantasies were getting out of hand, but I tried to convince myself they weren't unethical because no one was getting hurt. Taylor Stern was undeniably attractive, and I found myself drawn to her. I experienced a similar attraction to Candace Salata when she started last year. We had the same prep period, and waiting in line for the photocopier had given us a chance to connect over our shared professional interests and sense of humor. That was a real attraction. But with Taylor, it was more physical. She had an undeniable body, and she liked to show it off. While I wasn't exactly her target audience, I still found myself watching her. It felt like I was owed at least a little someth

She asked me to accompany her somewhere in Makati because she wanted to spend time with me, but my mind is elsewhere, with Atilla back home. After three weeks, my attraction to Atilla hasn't waned; in fact, I believe it has grown stronger. I'm not sure what kind of voodoo spell she cast on me to make me so attracted to her that it was difficult for me to focus on anything else, and it scares me. "Sorry, I was just thinking about something else," I answered, avoiding her gaze. "Obviously! Let me guess, are you thinking about Atilla?" She said, her voice teasing.

“Zuki.” She held up her hands. “I'm serious. Clothes, hair, posture, the way you talk, the way you text him. The way you look at him. You have the face, the body, the brain. You just package it like a discount store.” “That is rude.” “That is true,” she said. I folded my arms. “And you are the expert now?” She gave a small, cocky smile. “Have you seen my arrest record? Boys, girls, security guards, airport staff. People are always reacting. I know how attraction works, even if sometimes it ends with someone calling the police.”

I almost fall to the floor with how high the heels I have on are but thankfully, I don’t. Lucille doesn’t offer any help. Instead, his eyes fix on my exposed thighs, desire burning in his eyes as he takes his time, feeding every inch of my skin before he looks up at me. And then he winks. It hits me like a train wreck as another shudder spreads through my body. ‘I am attracted to him.’ The realization hits me like poison. My world spins as I try to think of things that he has done that should repulse me. He is wild and impulsive. He brought me… he brought me EYES to prove a point.