Fatal Attraction Novels & Stories

he whispered, removing his hand from the doorway. “I know it was the other way around. You’re the one who can’t keep his eyes to himself,” She stormed out angrily towards her car, unable to tolerate him even a single second more. Nicholas chuckled after her as he closed the door when she angrily sped off without even giving him a second look. Her words rang in his ears and he felt euphoric that she noticed the way he stared at her. He couldn’t help it. His eyes found her of their own accord! It was true that he wanted to teach her brother a lesson and take his revenge by using Alyssa, yet there was a strange attraction he felt towards her that he couldn’t deny. His body reacted to her and hi

Noticing the frown on his forehead, she smiled and stood up. But, he didn't want to let her go and grabbed her hand. "Don't…" "Wait," she smiled and signaled for him to leave her hand. He hesitated a second before he unwrapped his fingers. She took off the jeans slowly, leaving her with only her small black panties, almost naked to his sight. His eyes were now bulging, and his throat couldn't stop a gulp. "Come," he ordered and pushed her onto the couch.

Only a speck of life was left in her body. She stared at herself in horror and in her eyes she could see her reflection. Her eyes were gray and her hair was brown. She was the Badblood girl. "H...help" she choked in pain. Tears fell down on her eyes. Rila just stared at herself in horror. She felt like her stomach was turned upside down. She looked in the distance and saw a tall man with unspeakable ugliness. His face was out of this world. He was holding an ax covered with thick crimson blood.

The sight of his sharp fangs hinted at an allure from realms beyond, an intoxicating blend of fascination and danger. A beguiling fusion of magnetism and peril coalesced, forming an irresistible power that ensnared her gaze within the confines of his portrait. Astrid, utterly spellbound, surrendered to an inexplicable attraction that defied all logic, succumbing to the irresistible charm that drew her deeper into his seductive web.

“Not intentionally. With the way I grew up, it wasn’t like people were dying to take me out.” Amy held my hand, and her face turned dead serious. “A virgin? I so didn’t see that, but don’t worry. We’re going to get you laid.” Atlas picked just that moment to walk back in the door, and I froze. His grip on the handle began to bend the metal, and the low growl rumbling from him turned my insides upside down. Fuck.Why did I find his asshole-ness so damned attractive? Stupid bond. Yeah, I could totally blame this fiasco on the mate bond and not all the dirty novels the coven had hoarded away from when supernatural romance books had been considered fiction instead of fact.

The shame and regret consumed me as I tried to figure out how to make things right again. But why did I feel this way? Era was right. I had been controlling myself. I had been denying this disturbing attraction for too long, and now it had finally come to a head. She seemed to be okay with it, but I knew deep down that it was wrong. I had never felt this way toward any other woman before, even to Emily herself. But Era—even in her inoscent and clumsy ways—had managed to capture my attention in a way that I couldn't explain, had managed to break down my walls and awaken something within me that I never knew existed.

She suggested afterwards. "What?" I hissed, eyes were focused on her again. "Atticus Fauler! He's obviously into you, right? Make it your advantage!" She even giggled, thrilled about the idea of me and Atticus. What the hell. "I'm not doing that with an obsessed guy." I dismissed. "Eh?" She gaped at me. I rolled my eyes. "Is it legit?" "Yeah. He kissed me in my apartment without my consent, and he almost crossed the lines. It was almost a make out and i didn't feel anything else but uneasiness and disgust." Reminiscing that scenario brings me goosebumps again.

Her lashes were thick and black, shadowing her cheekbones, while her hair were jet black, reaching almost her waist. Something about her was just so.... attractive for him. His eyes were moving on their own drinking in her features. She seemed so exotic, so eye-catching. He never gave another glance to a girl but here he was scrutinizing her every feature. All of a sudden, he recalled his Nur and he felt like he was brought back into the world and his trance broke. He came back from his stupor and moved his brown eyes back to the window. He had never noticed someone like that before, even the girls who were more attractive than her. He never did.

Like it was wired differently around him. And those blue eyes of his… they pinned me down without even touching me. I accidentally made eye contact with the stranger, and he locked eyes with me. His intense stare sent shivers down my spine. I quickly diverted my gaze. “He’s coming here,” Daya whispered. My heart raced. “Seriously?” I mouthed.Daya nodded. Why was he approaching our booth? I pretended to check my phone while Daya batted her eyelashes. The air filled with his expensive cologne, announcing his presence.

“I’m an atheist, so I’m not afraid of spirits. Get the hell away from me!” I laughed hysterically, and this resulted in some wind in the basement. Then, I whispered in his ear, “You aren’t afraid? But why did you pee your pants?” Some yellow liquid had trickled down his legs. It spread across the floor as he crawled on it. “Arla, is it you? You bitch! You’re annoying even though you’re dead. You can’t scare me!” I flew up to him and smiled until I shed bloody tears. “If I annoyed you so much, why did you try to win me over back then?”