Holy Blank Batman Novels & Stories

*Abandoning ship isn’t my style. It wasn’t hers either, but our circumstances ripped us apart. Now it’s not just a literal ocean standing between us. Francine Chirilova has no direction. After coming out of the closet leaves her without a family at age 18, the quick witted 25 year old has been forced to survive on her connections and kind personality. Throw in a rapidly decreasing appetite and a tendency to gravitate toward abusive women for a epic shit show. While recovering from her latest 4 year long mistake, she makes a strong, yet unlikely connection with her virtual best friend. Que in recovering alcoholic Vasilisa Krovopuskova, aged 26 from Siberia, Russia. After surviving a grueling upbringing on her own, trust is a difficult concept to grasp. Already having experienced heartbreak once before, she wasn’t looking for anything serious when Francine crash landed into her life via an online sanctuary for lesbians. With an ocean separating the two, neither Francine nor Vasilisa know which direction to swim in. Will they stay on their side of the world, or drown trying to get to the other? *Disclaimer* - Strong mature content. 18+, please Book one. To follow is book two: “Our Blank Canvas.”

I never thought my darkest, filthiest fantasies about the Alpha's quadruplet sons would become reality. The moment my mother and their father left for Rome, I stopped being their innocent stepsister and became thier…offering. I gagged on Reign's cock in the confessional while Knight devoured my pussy during mass. Zion fucked me raw on the altar with his rosary wrapped around my throat like a leash and Cahiah the last brother? He lost his mind the moment I tit fucked him while he was still on his cassock. They were my stepbrothers — I was the Alpha's mistress daughter. The pack’s ruthless enforcers — I was wolfless, less than a human. The church’s ‘holy’ priest. — I was a filthy daydreamer. We were incompatible, they're off-limits and I was way below them. But…. Who cares? ⚠️THIS IS PURELY A WORK OF FICTION.⚠️ AND TO RESPECT THE RELIGION IS WHY THE AUTHOR ADDED WEREWOLF ELEMENTS. ANY RESEMBLANCE TO ANYTHING OR ANYONE EITHER LIVING OR DEAD IS PURELY COINCIDENTAL♥️

THE MIDNIGHT ROYALS SERIES- BOOK ONE “Another glass,” I rasped, placing my cup hard on the table. The bartender nodded, but eyed me curiously. “And what is a pretty lady doing all by herself on such a beautiful night as this?” A masculine voice said from beside me, forcing me to whirl my head around even though I’d resolved not to talk to anyone at the bar. “None of your fucking busin-” I began saying, but the words died on my lips when I met his gaze. Holy shit. He was hot. Hot enough to serve as my partner for the night. *** After stumbling in on her boyfriend having sex with another woman, popular cheerleader- Marguerite Kasper- ends up at a club in her quest to vent out her anger. In her brokenhearted haze, she has sex with a hot stranger at the club. She finds out soon enough after a new student joins the biking academy which she attended, that the stranger might be the fuel to her flame, and also her nemesis.

What happens when a food-obsessed blogger dies mid-bite and wakes up as the royal psychiatrist to a Lycan king who’s one bad day away from burning the kingdom down? Ariana never asked to be Lady Elena Voss: ice-cold healer by day, assassin by night, and—thanks to a cosmic clerical error—the fated mate of King Kael Draven, a man whose mind is a battlefield and whose violent alter ego is counting down to total takeover. Kael can hear every single one of her unfiltered thoughts: the panic, the food cravings, the 3 a.m. Reddit scrolls, the running commentary about how stupidly hot he is. And somehow, her chaos is the only thing keeping him halfway human. But Elena’s old life isn’t staying buried. Old enemies remember her blades. Her emotionless little sister is hiding something behind those blank blue eyes. And the snarky blue orb feeding her “missions” might not be what it seems. As the mate bond tightens and Kael’s darkness claws closer, two questions burn louder than the rest: What if the thing she was sent here to heal… is the very thing that will kill her? Can a girl with zero qualifications, a Reddit addiction, and a possessed wolf pup save a broken king— or will his monster claim her first?

Sharon Deleon, the campus belle, has secretly stuffed a folded piece of paper into my pencil case five minutes before the start of the postgraduate admission exam. A series of comments streak across my vision. "The paper is filled with answers to the exam questions! Sharon has already lodged a report to the teachers. The school proctor will be here soon. Once that paper is found in Cassandra's pencil case, her admission recommendation will be terminated immediately!" "Hmph! This is all that nerd's fault for standing in Sharon's way to success! The proctor is Sharon's uncle, after all! Cassandra's doomed today!" The next thing I know, the proctor strides into the classroom angrily. He makes a beeline to my seat right away. "Someone has reported you for cheating. Dump out the contents in your pencil case right now!" I just do what I'm told with a blank look. There are only a few pens in sight. The folded piece of paper, however, isn't there. Sharon widens her eyes in shock. "How could this be? But I'm very sure that I—" Before she can finish speaking, a folded piece of paper containing the answers falls out of her pocket. Everyone doesn't know that I'm capable of reflecting misfortune by nature. Whoever sabotages me will get a dose of their own medicine instead.

The mock exam just finished. A beggar outside the school gate pointed right at me and said, "Zero points." I laughed. "The score for the top scorer in the college entrance exam always shows up as zero. Thanks for the blessing, I guess." The beggar gave me a meaningful look. "The top scorer in the college entrance exam will be your best friend. You'll actually get zero points." I just laughed. There was no way the school's top student would get zero points. As I was about to walk off, he pointed at my bracelet. "Score-Switching Bracelet. When she hands in a blank paper, you'll get zero points." I was taken aback. My bestie did give me this matching bracelet recently. I thought it would be a pain to wear because it would be uncomfortable when I write, but she insisted I put it on. I tried taking it off a few times but couldn't. Recently, my grades had indeed slipped, while my bestie's scores had consistently ranked first three times in a row... "What should I do then?" "Transfer it to a close family member. They can bear the misfortune for you." The beggar pointed at the boy coming to pick me up. "Like him." I turned around. Standing not far away, waiting for me, was my childhood friend.

An intern named Maxim Barker has joined the company. When he's in the middle of his self-introduction, I see a bunch of comments suddenly popping up in front of my eyes. "Holy shit, Maxim is finally here! Soon, Charmaine will be reunited with him. She'll then ditch William just to be with Maxim again!" "William, don't you dare start anything now! You'd better go along with Maxim's flow and help him get back together with Charmaine!" "That's right! If William stops the plot from progressing, he'll face dire consequences! He can only survive by relying on Maxim!" As soon as Maxim is done with his introduction, he walks over to my desk and picks up the document I'm about to hand in to my girlfriend, Charmaine Fitzpatrick, who works as a manager. "Let me pass the document to the manager." But as soon as Maxim enters Charmaine's office, he gets thrown out immediately. "Get the hell out of my office! Not everyone is allowed to enter my office, you know!"

THE CAPO'S DEADLY BRIDE : SHH... I TAME REAL MEN. Delilah Flynn is an orphan living in Ashwood City with her aunt. She has a gorgeous face and that curvy body that no man could resist. She is true beauty! At day, Delilah works as a coffee shop owner, but at night, she is the sexy pole dancer who steals the spotlight. She does not just ignite the desires in men, she tame them and bend them to her will. Suddenly, she is trapped in a web, where she is forced to get married to a dangerous man in the Cosa Nostra's organisation, Marco Donato. Her in-laws believed that she was the perfect, holy, submissive wife for Marco Donato, but no, she is not. She is the one who drags him by his tie, licks his ear lobe, and whispers, "Shh... I tame real men." [Warning: This book contains graphic violence, dark content, explicit scenes, rape (not between ML and FL), explicit language, and mature themes. It may be triggering for some readers due to scenes of violence, coercion, and emotional distress.] Author: @Royalmary23

My best friend’s dad taught me how to ride a bike. Now, he wants to teach me things that aren’t innocent. He’s twice my age, my first safe place, and the one man I should never want. But the way he looks at me? Like I’m his to ruin, his to worship… his to keep. I should run. He should resist. But when his control finally snaps, I’m pinned against the wall with his mouth claiming forbidden places. His voice breaking as he calls me his Goddess. If we’re found out, we’ll be shamed and exiled. By family, friends and business. He could lose everything he’s built- and I could lose the only man who’s ever made me feel safe. But I don’t care. I want him to ruin me. Because when he touches me, the risk doesn’t matter. Some sins feel holy when it’s him.

18+ Extremely Explicit Content, Reader Discretion Heavily Advised Content Warnings: This collection contains Graphic sex, dubious consent, significant age gaps, taboo relationships, religious blasphemy/roleplay, rough and degrading scenes, morally corrupt characters, filthy language, and intense psychological edges. If dark, controversial, or morally twisted themes bother you, walk away now. Some hungers stay buried in the shadows. Others are so wrong, so deliciously depraved, they burn to be spoken. Wicked Hunger delivers raw, no holds barred erotic stories where every rule is made to be shattered. Step into a haze of temptation where guilt only makes the pleasure sharper. From holy men who break their sacred vows to men who should never touch their best friend’s little sister, each tale drags you into a slow, aching descent into sin. They’re dangerous. They’re off-limits. And they’re exactly what your body has been begging for. Indulge the cravings you were never supposed to have. These cravings that don't go away when you close your eyes. They get louder.