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In the coastal quiet of Baler, a studio is born—not of architecture, but of intention.* Founded by Yam, a poet whose words cradle pain gently, and Franc, an artist who paints tenderness into walls, the studio becomes a refuge for those learning to stay—with grief, love, longing, and themselves. As visitors arrive, they leave behind more than footprints: a sigh recorded in bamboo, a poem tucked into the “Found Letters” shelf, a mural painted in crooked lines. Through zines, tea, silence, and sketchbooks, the studio teaches softness as revolution. Ren creates the *Window of Soft Returns*, an installation of anonymous voice recordings—each whisper forming a community of echoes. Drew builds the *Staircase With No Wrong Turns*, inviting people to walk through emotions without shame. Franc offers brushstrokes as brave work, and Yam curates writing circles that map healing in half sentences. Together, they host festivals that feel like hugs, and they begin traveling their archive, letting softness cross oceans. Even those who once left—like Miguel—return, discovering that some doors never truly close. Others, like Tala, capture the studio’s sound and turn it into a podcast of breath and becoming. Over seventy chapters, the studio transforms into something larger than itself: a mural of memory, a sanctuary for second chances, a place where return is sacred and voice is proof of survival. In the final bloom, the studio stands not as a monument—but as a reminder: > *“Staying isn’t easy. > But chosen together, > it becomes home.”*

The Jock: Paris Holmes, also known as Hermes. The most popular boy in all of Wystwood High who everyone hates to love. Pros: is an exceptional basketball player, but one of the top ranking students with excellent grades and a pretty face to top it. His Con? He's a narcissist with homophobic tendencies and seems to think everyone is beneath him. The Nerd: Alex Parker, also known as A. She once was the most popular girl in school when she was a freshman but suddenly stayed away from them, focusing only on her studies and herself. Pros: She knows everything about everyone. Is the go-to girl when you need some help with your assignments. She could also pretend to be your girlfriend if you ask and pay well. Cons: Most of the people who claim to have spoken to her once, seem terrified of talking about her again. The Geek: Marcos Gomez, also known as Eros. The most beautiful femboy in Wystwood and every boy and girls dream, even though he doesn't think he's as pretty as they seem to think. Pros: He's soft as a teddy bear, smells like cookies and is the most obedient puppy you'd ever meet. Is good with computers and you can help find out anything you need. Is the perfect person when you want a makeover. Cons: Too good. ~ One day, Paris Holmes walked in on a session between Marcos and Alex and found himself hooked to the girl, even though she already has a boyfriend. But is affection really genuine? Would Alex, who is proceeding with caution fall for him? Or would Marcos fight for what belongs to him? The three most important figures in Wystwood now playing a game with each other. What could possibly go wrong?

It happened on Thanksgiving Day. I was on my way to my girlfriend's house when a car slammed straight into mine. The road was deserted, not a single person was around. The doors were jammed shut from the impact, and flames were licking toward the engine. I fumbled for the safety hammer, only to find that someone had replaced it with a toy hammer shaped like a cartoon bear. Panicking, I called my girlfriend. But before she could even pick up, her ringtone started playing from the car that had just hit me. Luna Hill stepped out, hand in hand with her childhood sweetheart, Julian Ford. Julian put on a show of alarm. "Oh no, I'm such an idiot! My first time driving, and I already hit a car." When Luna saw that it was me in the crushed car, she quickly tried to calm him down. "It's fine. He probably did it on purpose." I pounded on the window, shouting for her. "Luna, the safety hammer's been switched out! Please, help me get out!" Julian burst into a grin. "Sebastian, that was me! The little bear hammer's adorable, isn't it?" Luna's face twisted in disgust. "You're fine. Stop being dramatic. Figure it out yourself." Thick smoke was billowing inside the car, and it was about to explode. I begged her to get me out. Julian chuckled. "Sebastian, are you cooking in there or what? That smoke's killing me!" He patted his stomach and said with a laugh, "Man, I'm starving. Luna, let's go home and eat." Luna hooked her arm through his and tossed a parting line over her shoulder. "Enough already. My parents are waiting for us to start dinner." Just as I was about to pass out from the smoke, I slammed my hand on the car's emergency button.

WARNING!!! FOR MATURE READERS ONLY The stories in this collection are highly raw, explicit content. MIDNIGHT DESIRES throws you straight into a story driven by raw desire and real, messy hunger. The scenes are bold and easy to picture, pulling you into a world of forbidden attraction, heated tension, and unapologetic dirty talk. Nothing is left off the page. This isn’t about sweet romance or gentle touches. It’s about lust tangled with power, danger wrapped around pleasure, and chemistry so intense it feels reckless and impossible to ignore. In this collection, you Will find a desperate intern fingering herself during a job interview with her father's boss, leading to raw office sex on the glass desk. To an engaged woman catching her first lover masturbating to an old video of her, reigniting a dangerous craving just before her wedding. A step-sibling secret affair exploding during family holidays. A boss's wife seducing the young intern at a corporate retreat. A married woman risking everything for overtime quickies with her coworker. A celebrity fan turned into a bound sex toy in a VIP booth. A nurse dominating a patient in the hospital ward at night. And many more. These stories don't hold back. Watch out for domination, oral sex, corporate affairs, multiple partners, bdsm, taboo sex, forbidden pleasure, outdoor sex, threesome, cheating partner, age gaps, deep throating, MILF seduction and fantasies. If you're the kind of reader who craves erotica that leaves you throbbing and desperate, grab your favorite toy now, these stories are going to soak you through. Crack open this book at your own risk. Warning: once you turn the first page, there is no turning back. You'll be hooked, breathless, and devouring every single filthy word until the last drop. This book is rated XXX – 18+ Only

Sneak peek: "W-what are you doing?" I asked, my breathing getting heavier as his warm fingers inched towards my bikini bottom. "You called me a coward earlier, remember?" He asked, his other hand wrapped around my throat and lips torturingly brushing over mine "So let's see how much you can handle if I break the boundaries." "I haven't said anything wrong," I breathed out, the collision of the heat of our bodies made the wetness between my thighs build more "Oh really?" He hooked my legs around his waist leaving me surprised I opened my mouth to say something but before any sentence could leave my mouth, sliding past my bikini bottom his fingers were there on my bare clit and the next second they thrust inside the very tight hole of mine leaving me to scream. But everything went silent as he pressed his hot lips upon mine just as I had been wanting since the first day I had ever seen him. **** I always knew the things I felt for Jacob Adriano were wrong in so many ways. He was my dad's best friend, totally out of bounds but I couldn't stop wanting him. And once in the event of my dad's destination wedding, I came across him after years...I lost every one of the boundaries I had and surely I planned to make him lose his ones too. After all Jacob Adriano, the sinfully attractive Italian was not unaware of my obsession with him. But little did know that forbidden relationships always bring havoc and demolition.....

WARNING: 18+ MATURE CONTENT #SLOWBURN #MORALLYGRAYML #SPICY #ANGST Elva Porsteinsdòttir (19 years old) was once the shining daughter of the Beta--Jakob Bjarnarson and pride of the Blackthorn Pack, who was promised by her father to the Alpha heir of Shadowpine: Sveinn since they were children and was destined to lead beside him the night her wolf awakened. But that ceremony became her ruin. Her wolf never rose. Her mate betrayed and rejected her in front of the entire pack. Stripped of title and cast lower than any omega, she was left to rot in a stone cell while the life she knew moved on without her. Escape seemed impossible until the Moon Goddess offered her one last card: a fated mate. The man who claims her is King Gunnar Sigurdsson, the iron-fisted Alpha of the rival Ironfang Pack, a warrior who swore off all weakness after losing everything once before. He wants her gone. She refuses to break. What begins as hate and chains twists into raw, dangerous passion. When Elva finally unleashes the ancient secret bloodline power locked inside her, it will either save Gunnar from the prophecy that haunts him or burn both their packs to the ground. As war erupts, Elva and Gunnar fight side by side while building a family under fire. Their first son Leif is born in the middle of battle. Then come the twins Ragnar and Freya. Then Soren. Finally Astrid. Each pregnancy raises the stakes higher — the elders hunt the heirs specifically, rival packs target the children, and the ancient Sire monster rises from the deep caves to devour the Old Blood once and for all. From rejected girl to battle-scarred queen and mother of five, Elva must balance the warrior she was born to be with the mother her children need. End. =====================

**********This story contains subjects and topics that are not suitable for younger viewers. Scenes that are depicted are that of abuse, slavery, trafficing, vulgar language, ect.. This story has a lot of dark and twisted topics and should not be read if you know these dark themes will be triggering. I will do my best to Label the chapters of abuse but know in almost every chapter there is some sort of triggering material. Again, I do not wish to cause any harm to anys emotional and mental health. Their are also subjestive material that includes but is not limited to emotional, physical, sexaul abuse as well as pedophilia. I in no way support any of these tragedies but do create dark and twisted stories. All stories created by me are completely fictional and have no real merit to any person's life (at least intentionally, I am not psychic and can not be sure that someone has or hasn’t gone through these horrors. Just know that you have been fully warned. Felicity is the oldest daughter of the Alpha of the Howl Pack. They are well known for their underground buisness. Forced to marry another alphas son in order to take over for her father Felicity is at a crossroads from wanting what she dreams and doing what she was brought up to do. Always the dutiful daughter. Felix was orphaned at an early age and sold into the seedy underground world of human sex slavery. Felix has only wanted one thing. Peace. His peace is that of a beautiful girl that sits by the lake every night to console him. In his dreams.

Silver Pact When silence becomes power, who dares to listen? In a world where magic is shaped by memory and bound by ancient oaths, the Silver Pact once held the world together. But now, the bloomfields — mystical zones where magic and emotion entwine — are breaking down. The once-stable order is crumbling, and with it, the illusion of control. Ari, the reluctant heir to the Pact, inherits more than legacy — she inherits a world on the brink. Haunted by the memory of Mira Hale, the Pact’s enigmatic founder, and challenged by the rise of Seris, a rebel who preaches total magical freedom, Ari is forced to choose between restoring order or letting it all fall apart. Then comes Kaima — a voiceless girl who doesn’t cast spells but awakens them. Her silence holds more power than any spellbook, and her presence marks the beginning of a new kind of magic: one built on witnessing, not ruling. As Ari and Kaima forge an unlikely alliance, a new force rises — the Hollow, where magic responds to intent rather than command. But not everyone wants a world without structure. As rebellion erupts, ideologies collide, and ancient truths are unearthed, the world must decide: Will it be ruled by tradition, broken by chaos, or reshaped by those brave enough to listen? Told across twenty chapters in a lyrical blend of epic fantasy and introspective myth, Silver Pact is a story of legacy, silence, sacrifice, and the power of choosing what to become — when the old world no longer speaks for you.

My daughter, Elise Dolton, got sick, so I rushed over to take care of her. The moment I stepped inside, a rotten stench hit me right in the face, so I offered to help clean the place up. Her roommates' faces dropped right away. "What smell, Mrs. Dolton? The place is fine." "If you think it's such a dump, then have Elise move out. Don't come in here acting like you're better than all of us. We're not putting up with that!" Even Elise shoved me impatiently. "If you’re here to visit, then just act like it. Stop making a scene and embarrassing me, okay?” They were all college roommates, splitting rent on a run-down unit in an old complex. When I went in, I noticed them gathered around a pot of spicy stew. The room was thick with steam and smoke, but it still couldn't cover that awful stench. Strangely, none of them seemed to notice it. Had something gone wrong with my sense of smell? That night, the smell was so overwhelming that I couldn't fall asleep. In the end, I realized the odor was coming from Elise herself. I hurried her into the bathroom and scrubbed her down over and over, but the smell didn't fade at all. It stayed just as strong. With no other option, I called a cleaner, planning to disinfect the entire place inside and out. But Elise's roommates felt offended and started arguing with me. In the chaos, someone shoved me. My temple slammed into the sharp corner of the coffee table, and I died on the spot. When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the moment I first walked through the door. The stench rushed at me all over again...

“Don't touch me, you monsters!” I screamed, thrashing away from them but it was futile. I was like a little cotton ball they could crumple in their hands because I was pinned to the floor. Dante held my hands as if I was a broomstick and the other, Caius held my legs with just a simple hand without putting any effort. He pulled my skirt upwards, used his fingers to rub my pussy which suddenly reacted to his touch and ripped the thong in one swift drag , brushing my delicate core purposely. I begged, I cried, scared of what they're going to do to me but they were suddenly stones, concerned on what they wanted alone. “Beat her pretty pink little pussy until she screams.” Cassian ordered and I gasped, my heartbeat slamming against my ribs like a war drum. No. No, no, no. “Like this?” He asked darkly, slapping my pussy hard, pain and tingles spread across my body and I screamed. “Fuck, she's throbbing brother.” Elias growled and Cassian nodded, his eyes fixed on my folds. “Just like that Elias!” He growled, “beat her and show her what it means to defile our rules.” I was living a Peaceful Life until my mum got Married to Vampire King and I was stucked with my three Step brothers who showed me hell and desired me at the same time. I had to run. These men were sick, they were truly cursed in the brains and needed help because how the hell am I trapped in this? But where would I run to? I was trapped. And the worst part? They were enjoying every second of it. TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️ [Contains clear explicit scenes, vulgar and degrading words, kinks and spicy scenes]