Flame Breathing Demonfall Novels & Stories

It's already passed 10pm when she walk along the narrow street to go home from somewhere. While she's walking on the side walk, she suddenly passed on a strange nearby abandoned building near the rainforest not too far from where she is. She stopped from walking when she notice that there was something different on the sky, she didn't know if she was just hallucinating or she just saw a light from it. But in a moment of realization, there was really a light on the sky that opened which she can't bear to stare. It's so painful in the eyes and it's really glamorous. A moment later, the light was vanished and there was a faint cry. The cry bacame louder until she notice that it was a voice of a man. A man who obviously suffering from the most painful thing. She composed herself from what she just saw earlier as she started to walk slowly to the direction where she heard the cry. Her legs brought her at the back of the abandoned building when she heard a heavy breathing behind the big tree as her heart begin to pound. "Is anybody here?" She said as she walk closer to the big tree, when she felt something who passed through her. She didn't recognize if what was it because it was too fast. When she reach the big narra tree, she took a peek on it that made her heart pound more. There was nothing behind the big tree but a blood on the ground with a soaked silky gray beautiful feathers.

His breathing kicked up a notch, his fist are in tight balls while he eye fuck her bareness. His manhood fought between his robes. He caused with all the demons taking possession of his body...he was a priest. Before he could inwardly remind himself over again, Camila rushed to grabs his hand, while she subconsciously direct his fingers in exploration. Starting from her right breast lump down to her harden nipple. "You can't deny you don't want this Father." She said in between frustrated moans. He hardly could look away, breaths cut short in anticipation on where her exploration takes his fingers to. But she only sucked on them, grinding it in her heat moistened saliva from root to the peak. All his body was in a sizzling heat now while she sucked on his bare neck and worked on doffing his rob from his shoulders. Her sex locked him close to the wall. To hell with the Devils, he needed this. He needed her right now. Never had she been his to own and explore but each ceaseless day always riled him up with the pleasure to have her, snatch her away from his vindictive drug lord Father and savor her with all manners of canal desires. Is this simply just lust of the flesh or fulfilling his deprivation of being acknowledged and loved. • • • • • Rated 18 guys.... Don't say I didn't Warn you, well except you can take the spice🤤

DO NOT READ YET. UNDER THOROUGH EDITING The plan was to run from him. But no one can outrun destiny. "I'm mated to the twin alphas of Bloodmoon. Your moon goddess must be wrong to think I'd want a third mate. Nevertheless, a cursed king." *** Avalyn Drakara became a fugitive taboo the moment she was born. Children born from the combination of two shifters never survive. The struggle of dominance from each gene would never allow that, but she did, fulfilling the prophecy of the flame reborn. Amidst various sacrifices to hide her identity, she finds herself living as a human runt in a cruel hierarchical werewolf pack where she's mated to the twin alphas. Fate is cruel, and decides being a pet to one more alpha is the price she'd pay for the power she was never meant to have. But he isn't just any alpha. He's Alpha Kael Draven, the cursed lycan of the north and a descendant of the royal family. She isn't his first, but she is the key to breaking his curse. But when you've spent years bound to what you know, leaving it becomes difficult. Ava has no idea about who she truly is. Kael doesn't care; all he wants is to break free. Yet with a prophecy that ties both together, a gruesome, inevitable love is bound to happen. It's either them, or their entire world.

After Pierce Emery and I got back together, I started "renting him out." Every time his old flame, Daphne Roach, called him away, I stopped crying and causing scenes like before. I charged by the hour instead. Ten grand an hour during the day. Twenty at night. Triple on holidays. Three months later, my account was up almost two million dollars. Pierce had promised to help me pick a dress for a banquet, but Daphne called him crying, saying she'd sliced her hand while cooking. I didn't even look up. I just held out my phone with the payment screen open. One night, I came down with a brutal fever. While Pierce was driving me to the hospital, his phone rang again. Daphne. He stared at the screen for a long second before answering. Her voice came through shaky and tearful. "Pierce, the thunder's so loud. I can't sleep. Can you come stay with me?" I quietly pulled out an umbrella and told him to let me out at the next intersection. He looked at me like he wanted to explain something, but I just smiled. "Don't forget to transfer the money." The same thing happened again on the day our daughter went in for her routine checkup. Except this time, she was the one asking him for money.

New York’s youngest bestselling author at just 19, India Seethal has taken the literary world by storm. Now 26, with countless awards and a spot among the highest-paid writers on top storytelling platforms, it seems like she has it all. But behind the fame and fierce heroines she pens, lies a woman too shy to chase her own happy ending. She writes steamy, swoon-worthy romances but has never lived one. She crafts perfect, flowing conversations for her characters but stumbles awkwardly through her own. She creates bold women who fight for what they want yet she’s never had the courage to do the same. Until she met him. One wild night. One reckless choice. In the backseat of a stranger’s car, India lets go for the first time in her life. Roman Alkali is danger wrapped in desire. He’s her undoing. The man determined to tear down her walls and awaken the fire she's buried for years. Her mind says stay away. Her body? It craves him. Now, India is caught between the rules she’s always lived by and the temptation of a man who makes her want to rewrite her story. She finds herself being drawn to him like a moth to a flame and fate manages to make them cross paths again. Will she follow her heart or let fear keep writing her life’s script?

When normal, sweet, calm Hazel Coleman moves to a new town after the death of her parents, she is welcomed warmly by everyone except the Alpha of the Moonstone pack, who makes her go crazy every chance he gets. She settles there and is ready to deal with Alpha Caine Kingston’s love and hate for her. Ready to navigate this new world, blend in with the werewolves and start anew, things take a turn when she discovers she is the mate to the sexy stubborn Alpha Caine and he was Denying the mate pull. Not wanting to put up with his attitude after holding on for too long to her emotions, she decides to confront him and get over what she feels for him. But they give in to their desires and he marks her and changes her to a werewolf one night. Adjusting and embracing her new life as a new creature, settling into her new role as the Luna of the pack and head over heels in love with Caine she is ready to settle down with him and live happily. Now Her biggest Fear is back, and it turns out to be the brother of the man she loves. Caleb Kingston, the person responsible for her parents death. Caleb is back to finish what he started, Her. With Caine having a secret to protect from Hazel, an old flame of his out for revenge and a power hungry brother on the loose, they have each other to trust and rely on. Hazel is met with love, suspense and betrayal in ways she could ever imagine.

Warning: Mature Content Ahead. Can’t decide what trope you want to read next? Well, look no further because Fractured has it all. If you're ready to dive into a world where passion meets peril, where dominance intertwines with desire, and where one fierce female leads the charge, then this book is for you. On her first day at university, Josie’s life takes a dramatic turn. Expecting nothing more than the typical college experience, she instead finds herself thrust into a realm of supernatural intrigue. Her guide into this new world is none other than her enigmatic and irresistibly attractive headmaster. As Josie navigates her new reality, she encounters five breathtakingly hot males, each with their own secrets and powers. These men are not just eye candy; they play pivotal roles in a dangerous game of power and attraction. Josie must learn to harness her strength, confront hidden enemies, and balance the intense chemistry with the dominant males who surround her. Her journey is one of self-discovery, resilience, and undeniable passion. This book is a thrilling blend of romance, suspense, and supernatural elements, perfect for readers who crave a story that's as hot as it is heart-pounding. Prepare for mature themes and explicit scenes that will leave you breathless. Join Josie as she embarks on an adventure that will challenge her, change her, and ignite a flame within her that burns brighter than she ever imagined. This story contains explicit group scenes including some bxb.

"Like I would ever be mates with the likes of you!" he sneered, his lip twisting as he looked her over, his eyes filled with pure disgust. Elise had never felt such pain as she did in that moment. Her body had always been considered an embarrassment, the one thing preventing her from fitting in at her pack, but she never expected her mate to reject her for that. She'd always thought her mate would love her for who she was but now she realized with dawning clarity that she had been foolishly naive and that the fairytale she'd always dreamed of was childish nonsense. She would never find the love she'd been dreaming of. But when a handsome Alpha visits her pack, his burning gaze almost scorches her, and the look on his face is one of burning desire that brings her to her knees. She's like ice to his flame, the other half of his soul, and he's not afraid to bring down anybody foolish enough to touch her. Elise finds love in the arms of an Alpha who touches her like she's irresistible, who has eyes only for her, and who loves her body the way it is. But will Blaze see the danger lurking in the shadows and the manipulation behind the scenes and save Elise before it's too late?

The Vale family was the most powerful mafia syndicate in the New York City. And I—along with a few other carefully chosen girls—had been handpicked to join their ranks, trained from the ground up so that the next head of the family could choose his wife from among us. Wife. That was the kinder word for it. The truth was whoever got picked would become his shield, his weapon, his most loyal protector. Someone who would kill for him. Die for him. Years passed. One by one, the others fell away. In the end, only Elara Quinn and I remained. And then, Elara died—killed on a secret mission. After that, there were no more choices left. I became Adrian Vale’s wife by default. I had given everything to Adrian. And I loved him. I thought he loved me too until I took a bullet to the chest—meant for him. As I lay there, barely breathing, I heard Adrian talking to his assistant, “Don’t bury her in the Vale cemetery. My half is reserved for Elara.” That was it. Elara—who had never even lived long enough to marry him—still had a space carved beside him in death. I? I had taken the hit that should have ended him… and yet I wasn’t even good enough to be buried near him. I slowly closed my eyes. And when I opened them again, I was back on the day the Vale family formally announced Adrian as their new head. The day everything began.

At our company dinner, my girlfriend, Katherine Hale, makes a detour to get some treats. She hands a glass of juice to my childhood friend, Mark Langley, who is sitting opposite us. Then, she sets down a cup of yogurt in front of me. Mark thanks her with a smile. "How thoughtful of you! You remembered I can't have iced drinks because of my gastric issues." I stare at the cup of yogurt with mango bits in it. Then, I nudge it further away from me, my expression blank. "What's the matter?" Katherine asks casually. I respond, "I'm allergic to mangoes. Did you forget that again?" She freezes for a moment. Then, she smiles and shrugs. "Come on, it's no big deal. Just pick out the mango bits." But she never forgets that Mark doesn't want any cilantro or onion in his food. Also, he only accepts chilled juice without any ice or sugar. Meanwhile, I have difficulty breathing if I take even a single bite of mango, but she thinks it's fine as long as I pick them out. Turns out, if one is biased enough, they can overlook even matters of life and death. On our way home, I sit in the back seat as usual. I look at the two people in the front, who seem perfect for each other. All of a sudden, I feel relief washing over me. Katherine can't even remember my allergies, so what am I holding onto this relationship for?