Tall Grass

"I hope you're not a minor, kitten? I don't wish to commit two sins together." "Fuck! I can't wait to taste you." "Bend on your knees and spread those legs, kitten! I want to see all of you." Some desires should never be touched. They burn too brightly, shine too dangerously, leave marks you can’t hide and once tasted, they consume everything. Forbidden fruit tastes sweet, they say. But they never mention the burn that follows, how addictive it is, the filthy obsession that settles in your bones. That’s what he was, a sin she couldn’t resist, a danger she wanted to fall into again and again. Katherine Smith, 19 years old, all-American innocence with her long light brown hair and piercing blue eyes. But her body tells a different, more provocative story, lush, curved and ripe, a woman’s voluptuous form that belies her youthful gaze. Her not-so-happening life takes a turn with the arrival of Vincent Morris, her mother’s 36 years old step-brother. Vincent is a storm given human form, tall, powerfully built with dark blond hair and watchful brown eyes that seem to see through every polite pretense. He knew it was illicit, she knew it was wrong, both of them knew it was forbidden, but they couldn't stop themselves from that intoxicating desire. Vincent, the older, dominant guide, introduces Katherine to the art of power that comes from acknowledging desire, to a world where pleasure is a transaction, a language. He teaches her that her body is a formidable instrument and he shows her how to play it. It's all about indulging in those hidden cravings with no boundaries, where pleasure knows no limits and desire is the only rule. Dive into the world of love, lust and forbidden desire.

“We can’t keep doing this, Ryan, you are my stepson.” Hazel says, pushing him away. “I’m supposed to protect you, not f*ck you.” “Protect?” He scoffs lightly then takes a step forward. “The only one who needs protection is you. You didn’t choose to be my stepmother. You were forced into this!" He closes in and holds her shoulder tightly looking into her eyes. “But you chose to love me. What we have is real.” “I can’t,” She shakes her head. “What if he finds out and does something to you? Just because he's your father doesn't mean he won't hurt you!” “Not if I hurt him first.” ————————————————————— Hazel’s life takes an unexpected turn for the worse when she’s sold off by her own parents for money and forced to marry a powerful mafia boss, Lennox Zephyr. Despite her fear; the terrifying situation she finds herself in. When she steps into the mansion, a tall, striking handsome young man catches her attention. She can’t help but gaze at him lustfully, only to discover that he is her stepson. A son who is nothing like his cruel father. Trapped in a house where no one else cares about her, Hazel finds herself drawn to his whole existence. Her need for him consumes her— she craves him, his voice, his touch, his body, his presence. So does he. But they must keep this a secret, behind the watchful eyes of her husband and his father, Lennox Zephyr. One misstep could cost them both their lives. Will they succeed in keeping their affair a secret, or will their dangerous love story lead to their destruction? *Contains 18+ detailed sexually explicit content, BDSM, Violence.* DAILY UPDATES!!!

I ran away with my new husband, Keith, chasing something—adventure, maybe, or just a way out of my dead-end town. He promised Vegas, bright lights, and fortune. Said he’d win big at the Moon Crescent Casino. I went along for the ride, naively thinking this was the start of something new. Instead, Keith lost everything. And I mean everything. And his genius solution? He sold me. To pay off his gambling debt, he handed me over like property—to a pack. Not just one man, but three. Wolves, apparently. Dangerous, intense... and off-the-charts gorgeous. Husk is tall, dark, and terrifyingly silent. When he does smile, it looks like it hurts him—and frankly, it gives me nightmares. Winter, with his pale hair and soft eyes, is gentle… on the surface. But there’s something immense in him, some power pulsing under his skin, like he could take control of my very soul. Then there’s Sky—moody, brooding, unreadable. He shifts between warm and cold so fast I get whiplash. They tell me I have to stay with them at the casino for thirty days. Just thirty days, and the debt is paid. Sounds simple, right? Except nothing about this is simple. And I know there’s a catch. So, I run. Only to find out—they need me. Not for money. Not just for fun. For something deeper. Something... ancient. Suddenly, I’m not the girl people overlook. I’m not the small-town girl with a too-big heart and nowhere to put it. I’m the key to something much bigger, something magical. And maybe, just maybe, these wolves aren’t my captors… they’re my future. I left to escape. But it turns out, what I needed most was exactly what I tried to leave behind.

Atzi lived a pretty peaceful life and loved it very much, but there was something that troubled Atzi constantly. Atzi only felt something that was like a hole inside her. Many nights, she had a mysterious dream of a tall and handsome man being at her side but his face was unknown to her. She soon was convinced to go traveling once again to find her missing piece. Motus was a well known Alpha of the Silent Moon Clan. Motus grew up with his siblings. Being the youngest Motus got more attention. His brothers devised a plan to ruin any chance of Motus becoming an Alpha. They were forced to challenge Motus on the Announcement Day; and ended up in a sibling division, an unfair curse, and hatred spread between them. Going home, Atzi hears a commotion coming from the nearby treeline. Her curious nature led her to an injured husky dog. she takes the dog in and decides to keep him as her pet after being unsuccessful in finding his owners, unaware of who she really has in her hands. Over the course of a few weeks, she treats the husky like any other dog: Motus feels instant humiliation and plans to leave. He at times senses a weak power inside her. On a nightly walk, Motus catches the scent of something all too familiar to him; Thinking they are coming from him, he slips away. He soon realizes it's not him they are after..but Atzi. He suddenly had a strong pull towards this female that is very rare. He rushes back to see her body glowing. He now knows she's who he's been searching for. As for Atzi, her empty feeling starts to feel more filled the longer she's around. Could this be who she was missing?

“Look at you, so wild and vulnerable,” he said gruffly and gripped a handful of my hair and pulled it backward, causing my head to tilt back while his other hand was cupping my breast.    I gasped at his sudden roughness.    “You’re driving me crazy, Dani. You’re a good distraction. I’d never been so distracted like this that I lost focus with my master plan.” *** TERZO When I took someone’s life, I knew there was no going back. To seek redemption and save my sister from marrying an evil like Francesco Giordani, I have to find his runaway daughter. The job should be easy— bring Dani Souls home by any means necessary. But when life takes an unexpected turn, it’s not always in the right direction. I find myself drawn to her. Seeing her terrified of me, I take it to my advantage. I didn’t give her many options: marry me or marry another monster. My only issue is that she doesn’t know I killed her brother. *** DANI When a tall, dark, and mysterious man steps into my life, I know he’s a made man— extremely dangerous. In a moment of weakness, I shot him.  For someone like Terzo Siciliano, a ruthless, unforgiving, and incapable of emotions, whose surname is feared by many, I should be dead by now. Instead, he plays his cards right and lures me into a trap— a marriage for my protection, or he owns my life. While our families are on the verge of a raging war, I feel helpless to resist his devilish charm. But I don’t know which feels much worse, me treading on dangerous waters or uncovering his deceit?

Elizabeth is a wolfless mute slave. After her mother was brutally killed to protect her from rape, her father was murdered by the Alpha of the black river pack. Elizabeth endured endless bullying in the black river pack for revenge. She vowed to kill the Alpha's families and leave with her beloved boyfriend when she turned 18. However, fate played a joke on her. Elizabeth discovered that her boyfriend had cheated on her long ago, and her fated mates were Alpha's twin sons! She declared to reject them as her mates, but the moon goddess had more incredible arrangements waiting for her. One day she will find out that her mates are not only twins, but also the Alpha of Giant Wolf who is 16 feet tall, the prince of Winged Wolf who lives in a cloud castle, the Beta of Fire Wolf who is covered with Untouchable heat, and even the vampire king who is the enemy of all werewolves and the Merman who lives under the deep sea... Why does she have 9 mates? What should she do when all her mates are jealous and desperate to possess her? *** I was kneeling on all fours inside the cage, with a heavy chain tied around my neck. Countless werewolves wearing masks sat in the circular stands, pointing at me, the cheapest auction item. "Look at her huge belly. She's pregnant. Non-virgins aren't worth much!" "Minimum 50 gold coins. If she has a baby girl, you will have two sex slaves then. " I couldn't believe that I, Elizabeth, the most cherished daughter of Blue moon pack's Alpha, would be reduced to being auctioned off as the lowest-priced sex slave in an underground trading market. "10 million gold coins, we want her!" 9 handsome men claimed.

In the heart of Princeton University, nothing is as it seems. There lies secrets that are just beginning to come to light. Just when I thought that my college life would be a walk in the park for a studious student and werewolf like me, life had more curve balls to hurl at me. I became the target and obsession of a mysterious psychopathic mass murderer known as the Red Ghoul. I am an object he desires and the only thing keeping me safe is the wrath of my football Alpha. Meet Eren Blackwood—tall, dark, undeniably captivating, and Godlike handsome. The guy is the epitome of every girl's dream. He is the football captain and Alpha of the notorious and feared Black Blood pack. He’s every girl's dream and the name that strikes terror into the hearts of his enemies. But for me, he’s something else entirely: he is my protector, my temptation, and ultimately, my NIGHTMARE. Dive into a thrilling and youthful journey of passion and peril where love is a battlefield, and every choice could unleash a dark power neither of us are prepared to face. Get ready for a story that challenges everything you thought you knew about passion, desire, obsession, and danger. This is not just a romance——it's a revelation. ************* "Don't pretend like you don't feel anything" Eren's voice is low, sending shivers down my spine. "What do you mean?" "You know damn well what I mean." "I don't know what you're talking about." I feigned ignorance of what he was talking about, flipping some pages in my textbook. "Come on. I have all these assignments overdue. Aren't you supposed to teach me something tonight?" "It depends on what you want me to teach you, Stoneheart." He smirks, his voice sounding even more dangerous.

Alpha Brent Wilson looks breathtaking in his three-piece dark suit as he waits at the altar. He’s smiling and I smile back. Only for that smile to vanish when I realize he isn’t smiling for me. He stopped smiling for me the day he realized I was his mate. I follow where he is looking and bite my lower lip when I see that his gaze lands on the tall, blonde woman standing on the front pew, the lucky woman who owns his heart. Rosie. I know that if he could choose, without a doubt, he would choose to marry her in a heartbeat. However, as an alpha, he has duties and responsibilities that can only be fulfilled with an omega by his side. It doesn’t mean he has given her up though. Because there she is, smiling gracefully and beautifully. I’m the one marrying the alpha, but she’s the one with the winning smile, glowing more than the bride. Can’t he hear it? Can’t he feel anything? The howls of our wolves. Their broken pleas. The screaming straight from our souls. Because I hear it all. I feel it all. But he remains looking at her. Just her. That day, I walked straight into the flames and let myself burn, believing my mate will realize my worth one day… which never happened. I gave and gave until I had nothing more to give. Until I grew tired of fighting for the mate who didn’t want me. Until I snapped. Until I was strong enough to finally reject our bond and walk away. But when I did, something unexpected happened. He hunted me. He chased me. And this time, he was the one who refused to let me go.

I thought my life was sorted. I have a sweet fiancé Marcus, a cozy apartment and my wedding Pinterest board on lock. As The classic good girl, I saved myself for marriage, never gave anyone trouble and always made safe choices. That was until I met Marcus’ dad Victor. He is tall, suave and deliciously charming. Everything about him turns me on without trying. Just one handshake and my body lit up like fireworks. I panicked and told myself it was hormones. I avoided him like a plague and even gave Marcus my virginity few months to our wedding but it didn’t work. One girls’ night and one weird-tasting drink, I find myself in his bed begging like I’d lost my mind while he ruins me for his son. Now I dream him every night while Marcus snores beside me like nothing’s changed. He has no idea I’m picturing his father when he touches me and that it’s his dad’s name I’m biting back when I come. I tell myself in the mirror every morning:
“Stop! You’re not this person.” But the second we’re in the same room? My willpower cracks. This isn’t cute at all. It’s messy, embarrassing and terrifying.
 The safest choice feels lonelier every day and the dangerous one feels like I’m finally breathing. What am I to do when the person I’m supposed to marry isn’t the one setting my body on fire and the one who is happens to be the last man I’m allowed to want? How long can I keep this affair hidden from Marcus when the wedding is so close and Victor is determined to have not just my body?

“I'd do it,”   a voice interrupted. “I'd kiss her.”   Laughter cut short like a needle across a vinyl. Heads turned. Eyes widened. There he was— leaning against the auditorium doorway, dressed in all leather black, clutching a helmet, exuding that dangerous calm was— Killian Lancaster— The school bad boy— The school rebel. The dream boy of every female. Boys wanted to be like him, girls wanted him as a boyfriend, teachers saw him as a nuisance who's hardly in school or attended classes but somehow aced all his classes. He's freaking hot with his tall lean intimidating height, coupled with his pretty face and his long jet black hair hanging on his shoulders to round off the ensemble. His water glass eyes that melted both boys and girls fixated on me. —- Brielle Everly has spent her life in the shadows—overweight, shy, and constantly mocked for her body. She’s invisible to the world, an outcast in her own school. But everything changes when she’s tricked into the lead role of the school play. And the worst part? She has to practice kissing scenes with him—Killian Lancaster, the untouchable bad boy wrapped in leather and mystery. But Killian isn’t just a rebel on a motorcycle. Beneath the smirks and defiance lies a secret the school knows nothing about—a truth darker than anyone could imagine. As their worlds collide, an undeniable pull draws him to Brielle—one he can’t explain, control, or resist. But when she discovers who—or what—he really is, will she be his salvation… or his downfall? Because in the end, Brielle isn’t just a girl he can’t ignore. She’s the key to breaking the curse that haunts him and his kind. The only question is… will she save him, or doom them all?