My Horror Movie Watching Blanket

21 Year old, Elise Snow decides to sign up into the mysterious, famous new dating app with encouragement from her best friend. The following morning she wakes up in an unknown, new world with a new title. How will she handle her new life? King Theodore is filled with horror and most importantly rage when he finds a mysterious girl sleeping on his bed. How will King Theodore deal with his situation? Will his fears get in the way? Will his stubbornness claim victory? Or will love conquer all?

This an autobiography of a man's childhood day, the horror and the dread that he went through, it also comprises of other happenings that made up his childhood day: both sad and happy moments.

No” she whispered to herself in disbelief.        A sense of dread fell over her. She had to be imagining things.   Wesley would never betray her.   But as Emily came to a stop in front of her bedroom door,she knew  the truth was staring her in the face.        Engulfed by rage, she burst the door open,only to come face-to-face with a horror scene.     Her husband was in bed with no other person than her sister…         

In her previous life, Zoey was killed before realizing that she had misidentified the man who saved her life back then. After being reborn, she kicked away the scumbag man and vowed to take back all the honors she once gifted to her enemies. The most important thing, firmly hold onto the scumbag's uncle's disabled thighs. Some people say: That Zoey, has nothing but borrowing Russell's influence. Financial tycoons, medical godfathers, beautiful movie queens, and tech gurus have all come forward: "Sorry, our zoey never rely on men." The whole network is in an uproar! Everyone is guessing what their relationship was. The next day the video came out, a certain disabled guy not only stood up, but also blocked the little petite wife in the corner, "Zoey, you are mine!" The scumbag man is on his knees again, begging me to come back to him. All I want to say is 'Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right.‘

“I-I was in the shower then I got horny while thinking of you and started fingering myself until I came,” I said.  “I think I have become a nymphomaniac because of you, Donovan.” “Do you know what that is?” He chuckled, to which I nodded eagerly. “You are cute. Well, if you must know, buttercup,” He began, stroking my cheek. “I wasn't entirely pulling your legs that day. I want to fuck you, Emily. Ever since I got those pictures, I haven't stopped picturing you taking my cock in various positions.” “Really?” I croaked, arousal evident in my voice as I splayed my hands on his chest. + On their third anniversary, Emily Wright’s boyfriend coldly ends things between them. Heartbroken, she goes home, gets drunk, and takes lewd pictures of herself to feel better. By accident, she sends the pictures to the CEO of her company, Donovan Coleman. On discovering her mistake, she’s appalled but decides to put on a brave face. However, she’s further horrified to discover that Donovan is her ex’s brother, who unknown to her, was intrigued by her at first sight. An heated encounter with Donovan stirs up illicit desire within Emily that both confuses and excites her. A week later at a charity gala, they end up spending the night together. Throwing caution to the wind, Emily continues fooling around with Donovan. What happens when she falls in love with him? Will she end things before they spiral out of control, or will she choose pleasure over letting go?

"Harder..." I gasped, my nails was digging into his rock hard shoulders. "You like your stepbrother fucking you like this?" "Y-yes ... don't s-stop..." "Fuck baby, you feel good..." I was so wet that I could even hear Christian fucking my juices back into me. ******** He’s my stepbrother. The one man I’m not supposed to want. But I’ve felt his hands on my hips, his mouth on my neck, his voice in my ear telling me exactly how he’s going to ruin me. It started one night as a mistake, one sex and I never saw him again. Now he’s in my room after midnight, pressing me against the wall, making me beg for more. We’re breaking every rule, crossing every line… And the filthy truth is... I love it. Because once my stepbrother tasted me, he swore he’d never stop.

The old days are long gone. The modern generation has come to the fore. The once-forgotten story will be rewritten in history. I will be a sign in my resurrection. My lips were dripping with a red liquid. My quiet self has awakened After spending a long time in a dark bedroom, I'm going to rekindle our love. I will be her guide through the disaster caused by my daring love. "You are mine," after all. -Ambrogio Collins

All my life, I've been thinking about the same thing...That because of who I was, I was destined to be alone forever... But who would've thought, that I was actually destined to be bound to Death himself... "His fingers went under my chin, coaxing me to look back up at him and as soon as I did, my heart started racing again, noticing the way his haunting eyes were now trained on my lips as he huskily said those two words again, "Forgive me." And before I could utter a single word, his soft, plump lips crashed against mine in a chaste, yet passionate kiss, sending warm tingles all over my body, making my heart almost jump out of my chest as we stayed like that for a few moments, before he suddenly pulled back, staring at me a little shocked, only now realizing what he had just done, then turned around and quickly walked away, leaving me standing there, speechless."

My mother is an extreme misogynist, even toward me, her own daughter. She's wanted to kill me since the day I was born. She hits me if I wear lip gloss, wear a dress, or even get close to my father. Before sitting for my SATs, she spreads rumors about me trying to seduce my father. Ultimately, she pushes me so hard that I jump from the 15th floor. This pleases her to no end.

Failing my audition, I gave up on the dream of singing and was at the lowest point of my whole existence. At that time an angel came to me, giving me confidence... After three months, returning to normality, I started getting ahead in my life, leaving everything of my past behind. Never in my senses did I expect that my job will be to assist the person who saved me. Wow… Seems like an angelic romance book right? No, nothing is like the way you see it. The angel I had expected to be good was a lion in a sheep's form. He was the worst person I could see in my entire life. ************* The first time I met him, he was the light to my darkness. But the second time, he was the darkness himself? What the hell?