Thirty Seconds To Mars Kill Lyrics Novels & Stories

"Look at you, you're so easy Amber. I can get you wet in a matter of two seconds, it's not even that big of a challenge." He says, talking down at me. - In which a girl makes the life-altering mistake of sleeping with her stepbrother, changing the course of her life forever. Trigger Warning: Part 1- Bullying, Domestic violence, Grooming, Substance abuse, Dark themes. Part 2- Domestic violence, Substance abuse, Trafficking, Gore, Dark themes

I caught my boyfriend in bed with my sister on the night he was supposed to mark me. Five years. Gone in thirty seconds. I ran into the forest. I was drowning in grief, burning with heat, and completely alone. A stranger found me in the dark. Massive. Dangerous. Eyes like molten gold. He marked me before either of us could think straight, and when I woke up, he was already gone. Now my pack calls me ruined. My father gives me thirty days to find a husband or face exile. The only wolf willing to take me is the most feared Alpha on the continent. Cold. Ruthless. Rumored to have slaughtered an entire pack with his bare hands. He looks at me like I am nothing. But his eyes are gold. The exact same gold as the stranger who marked me in the dark. The exact same gold that haunts my dreams. He knows who I am. He knows what happened in the forest. So why is he pretending we've never met?

At Crestfall College, Paul Adriano is untouchable—beautiful, brilliant, and born into prestige. Admired by many, approached by none, his cold arrogance keeps the entire school at a distance. Then there's Louis Walker. He's new, a sports player, with a smile that's way too cheerful and no idea how to protect himself. The moment he sees Paul, Louis is completely smitten—and he doesn't hide it. In just a few days, everyone on campus is talking about his open love notes and the homemade treats he brings every day. Paul doesn't really care… but he does like the treats. Then comes the bet. After losing to a friend, Paul is forced into a ridiculous punishment: date the first person he sees at school the next morning for thirty days. And guess who it is? Louis. What begins as a meaningless deal soon spirals into something far more complicated. Because Louis isn’t just persistent—he’s genuine. And Paul isn’t as untouchable as he seems. But when the truth behind their relationship surfaces, will thirty days be enough to build something real… or destroy everything Louis believed in?

“Why me?” The petite girl tilted her head sideways to gaze at the concrete wall that suddenly looked quite interesting whilst steadying her erratic breath but within seconds her body roughly flew to the other side of the cave with a harsh thud knocking everything out of. Blood splashed from her mouth in immense amount. Her unsteady blurry gaze shifted at the intruder and what she saw made her heart tighten in terror. There and than she knew she was a goner.

⚠️ WARNING: 18+ ONLY. EXPLICIT CONTENT. You think you know what you want. Honey, you don't. Not yet. But by the time you finish the first story, your thighs will be pressing together and you won't be able to stop. This isn't some happy romance. This isn't slow burn. This is several stories of raw, filthy, completely unhinged desire. The kind that starts in your belly and doesn't stop until your whole body is shaking and you've completely forgotten what you were supposed to be doing today. Step-dads who take what was never supposed to be theirs. Twins who stretch you beyond what you thought your body could handle. Lonely wives who fill themselves with their toys. Professors who make you earn every grade. Bosses who had you figured out before you ever walked into that lift. Strangers on buses who keep their hands exactly where you secretly wanted them. Breeding. Milking. Free use. Size worship. Cuckolding. Dominance. Submission. Forbidden age gaps. Step-family lines that were never supposed to blur, and blur completely. Thirty stories. Thirty women. Thirty situations that had no business going where they went. And every single one of them is told in graphic, vivid, pulse-pounding detail that will leave you breathless, squirming, and desperate for the next page. Don't start this in public. Don't start this if you have somewhere to be. Don't start this if you're not ready to finish. Because once you open the first page, there is no going back. Not without your heart racing. Not without your body betraying you completely. Not without wanting every single thing these women got, and more. You've been warned, babes. Now turn the page.

The Devouring Queen is a paranormal revenge fantasy set between a blood drenched Lycan kingdom and a starving vampire empire, where every moon can crown a monarch or claim a corpse. The story follows Elara, once a gentle Luna who was betrayed and murdered on her wedding night. Instead of finding peace, she awakens three years in the past inside the stolen body of a hidden vampire princess. She returns to life in a world already preparing for her death, because in thirty nights the Lycan King must kill his true mate to awaken an ancient god beast. Now two women wear the same face, and only one can survive the prophecy that hungers for blood. Elara, reborn as a ghost wearing royal skin, abandons innocence and embraces the power she never had in her first life. With a quiet voice and a predator’s smile, she steps into a kingdom filled with secrets, manipulations and creatures who underestimate her. Cassius, the beautiful and broken Lycan King, is trapped between the woman he once loved, the version he helped destroy, and a prophecy that demands sacrifice. Their love is poisonous, irresistible and destined to end in ruin. As the nights slip away, Elara weaves a dark game of power and deception. She announces a false pregnancy, visits the chained original bride under midnight moons, and manipulates courts and armies with deadly grace. The mirrors around her begin to bleed, the lies thicken, and the prophecy tightens like a noose. The climax erupts in a courtyard filled with fallen soldiers, where the two identical brides tear the king apart to decide which destiny will rule. The kingdoms that remain have only two choices: kneel or burn.

WARNING: This book contains mature content and is not suitable for readers below 18. "Give me thirty one days to give you the dangerous passion you secretly wish for, let me fulfill your darkest desires and if you want to leave after that, I’ll let you go..” Jessica Reese gets abducted by the boss of an infamous Italian mafia gang who goes only by one name—Vincenzo, a billionaire and drug dealer. She is kept hostage as leverage to get the millions of dollars her boyfriend stole from him. But then, she becomes the object of his desires and he requests for thirty one days to show her he is whatever she needs with a non disclosure agreement binding the contract. She agrees, allowing him to show her a new world of addicting dark desires and longed feelings. But, when she is finally released to continue her normal life, she finds herself still drawn to the darkness she is now fondly acquainted with and secretly craved for. Maybe, just maybe her life would never go back to normal again but would she be willing to risk that for the greatest passion of her life?

"You heard me, Damon Jones," I replied after a few seconds of silence that was honoured with his confused gaze. "I want us to be together. I want us to have sizzling moments that only you and I would know about. I want us to hold each other, and sweaty as our needs grow. Not once, not twice, but for as long as possible." I surprised myself with the tone of my voice. His hands on his waist, the man scoffed. It was a loud one. After a few seconds of making his feet dance in the very spot he stood, he faced me, the tip of histongue probing the flesh of his upper lip. That was a nice sight. It made my eyes linger on his lips longer than I intended. As my eyes quickly traveled to his wet shirt which exposed the nudity that I keep wondering about, he said, "You must be out of your mind, Selena." ~ In life, mistakes happen. A mistake like taking the wrong file instead of the file that contains your CV and other important documents a job seeker needs to have. But, there's no going back because you have a great job opportunity right in front of you. An opportunity that could vanish before anyone can complete the words, Jack Robinson. And, mistakes can lead to a lot of things. Things you could never imagine would happen in even five lifetimes to come. Like making a dangerous deal with a Mafia Queen... [Mature scenes inclusive]

I wanted to prove myself to my gold digging two faced boyfriend that I wasn’t the boring, naive nerd he described who was only obsessed with work. I knew how to have fun, I knew how to be desirable. So I accepted my best friend's offer to go on a thirty days cruise in a ship in the middle of the ocean. I had it all planned out. I was going to be a different person. Find a hot man to be with until my ex boyfriend regretted ever saying all those demeaning things about me BUT, there was a mistake. I boarded the wrong ship and that was where my nightmare began. Werewolves were real. They weren’t myths or fiction and if they find out there’s a human in their midst, I’d become toast. So I must blend in, play the long game until my thirty days are over and I could get the hell out of there. But my plan is not all so perfect. I’ve caught the eyes of a powerful, dangerously beautiful Alpha who’s made it his mission to break me until everyone finds out what I truly am. Filth. And I find myself unable to resist his wicked charms. I’m treading on dangerous territory and I’m unable to stop the waves from drowning me.

I gave Julian Marchetti thirty years of my life after the war ended. I built his empire, raised his children, and held the family together behind the scenes. But when he died, his will didn’t even mention my name. Half his fortune went to our children. The other half went to Lydia Carter, the daughter of the man who’d saved his life in Normandy. The same Lydia who’d stolen my college acceptance letter. The same Lydia who’d built her entire life on the ruins of mine. All he left me was a single note, scrawled in his familiar handwriting. I loved you. We had thirty good years. But I owe Lydia. This is the least I can do. I dropped dead of a heart attack right there in his study, clutching that pathetic piece of paper. When I opened my eyes again, I was reborn in 1945, when the war had just ended But in this life, Julian actually tried to trick me with a forged acceptance letter. This time I will not swallow my anger and suffer in silence; I will fight back. And I will take back every single thing that is rightfully mine.