Walking On Eggshells

"I don't care if you are in love with my brother, Kat, I'm still gonna come for you. I'm still gonna want you. I'm still gonna fuck you. And you're gonna let me. You have to..." "Max..." I felt breathless, staring into his eyes. Dark and fierce. Unnerving and yet, exciting. "We can't do this..." "Yes, we can, Kat. Yes, we can. And we will." ................................................................................. Katniss has always had a deep, unwavering crush on Rex Luciano, the Alpha's son. On her 17th birthday, she took a bold step and kissed him at the nightclub. But he had no memories of it, and he sure as hell wasn't at the nightclub that night. Who had she kissed? Katniss wondered. But then she got introduced to his twin brother — the oldest of the Luciano brothers, and a walking menace. Her heart sank. No fucking way did she kiss the wrong brother. One she never knew existed. ************************************ Twisted feelings. Sexual desires. Hard choices to make. What would be the endgame of Katniss, in her twisted, complicated bond with the Luciano brothers?

Iris Grey lost her father at 10, and due to the never ending reminder of her father’s memory in there old home, they decided to move out, leaving her first love despite the pain. 8 years later, they come back home, only to find out her mom was going to marry her first loves father. She felt betrayed. And upon walking out due to anger, she find her way right at their old front lawn and right inside his father's office. Never been so confused as to why everything seemed to have not changed. She entered and saw the book she and her father used to draw together as both love colors and writing fantasies. Little did she know it was a portal to a whole new dimension. A parallel world where colors come from. The Realm of Hues. Stuck in a whole new world filled with conflict, with unfinished tasks and her first love turned to step brother, could she stop herself from falling deeper? Or would the love grow deeper than it was before. Prepare as we enter the realm of Hue.

In the cracks of time and shadow, in the world of Lovecraft, come prepared for the cold, for tales of magic and seduction, Tsuki your great host, will take you on tales shrouded in the mist of mystery, your fun is guaranteed, even seeing the various options of suspense, mystery and tales of debauchery, even the beings that could not bring any kind of story, come see them make you leave home, the most tales of an invisible world in this great adventure, to the common eyes, there is a magical world, in this world shrouded in mystery and fantasy, shrouded in great speed, of its various tales, of boredom, you will not die, come prepared for great adventures, exploring an unforgettable and surprising journey. This world full of fog, shrouded in fantastic tales, in an environment, that is whispering in the fog, that opens only to those who dream awake. No kingdom governs these worlds, where only stories come, incomplete, sometimes translucent and little known, with their tourists and wandering travelers, who pass through here, enveloped by pleasures, mysteries, art, magic and seduction. Each step forward lands in a different world, as if walking through forgotten thoughts. Sometimes it is night, sometimes it is dawn, enveloped by tales of mystery, suspense and transcendence of time, but always strange and beautiful.

***This book contains violence, cursing, sexual content, and talk of suicide, enjoy at your discretion.*** I was walking through an unknown foggy forest when I spotted a field of wildflowers. My feet had a mind of their own as they led me to wander through the flowers. I nonchalantly dragged my hands over the flowers. It was a beautiful and serene sight. I deeply inhaled the sweet scent of the flower and gave a little shudder of bliss. I closed my eyes and just absorbed the moment wanting to remember it. Suddenly the sounds of paws hitting the forest floor overwhelmed me. Then the forest was ignited with flames. Everything glowed vibrant oranges and reds as heavy smoke smothered me from above. I threw myself to the ground desperate for any trace of clean air. As I attempted to crawl out of the flowers a new sound harmonized with the thunder paws, screams and howls for help terrorized me. I clawed at the ground desperate to escape the menacing choir. Fire licked my skin and I screamed for help. Sobs escaped my lips as flaming branches fell on me from above. The smell of burning flesh was the only thing that consumed me as everything went dark.

We're releasing balloons on Christmas Eve when Milton Jenning's lover deliberately sets off fireworks. They explode on me, burning me severely. My back, already torn and raw from skin grafts for her, becomes even more of a bloodied mess. However, I don't ask Milton for help. Instead, I shield a recently reunited heir of a wealthy family beneath me, risking everything to save him. In my past life, Milton kicked me in the back and told me not to stand in the way of him taking his lover to the hospital. "Is it funny to you to use a child as a cover, Larissa? Even if you're pregnant, you and your baby are just walking skin providers for Rita! I must've spoiled you—how dare you do something as heinous as this!" I was blacklisted by all hospitals and ended up dying while pregnant. My heart was filled with hatred as I breathed my last breath. When I open my eyes again, I see Rita Atkinson secretly aim fireworks at the night sky and set them off. I hear her laugh manically as she says, "You and your child can die together!"

After Ryan Spencer cheated on me again with his secretary, I completely lost it. When my mind started to spiral, I grabbed the fruit knife off the table. I just wanted it to end. “Why are you hurting yourself again? He doesn’t love you anymore?” I looked up. The sixteen-year-old Ryan was walking toward me, heartbreak written all over his face. His voice was gentle. “Tell me who he is. I’ll make him pay.” I stared into the bright, earnest eyes of the boy standing in front of me. I didn’t say a word. I simply lifted my hand and pointed at his face. Later, Ryan was the one who had me admitted to a psychiatric hospital. When the sedative began to wear off, the teenage boy appeared again, sitting by my bed. He stared at the man outside who looked just like him. The light in his eyes faded little by little. Then he spoke, his voice strained. “I don’t care who he is. I’ll kill him.” The sixteen-year-old Ryan never lied to me. When he said something, he meant it.

​One fake fiancé. Two dangerous secrets. Zero room for error. ​Zoey Aguilar has lost it all: her wedding, her status, and her pride. To survive her ex’s high-profile gala with her head held high, she needs a miracle. Or at least, a very convincing fake fiancé. ​But the man who shows up isn't the escort she hired. ​Enter Christian Bellucci. Reclusive, powerful, and cold, he’s a billionaire who doesn't play games unless he’s winning them. He needs Zoey just as much as she needs him, and he’s willing to lie to the world to get what he wants. ​As their "relationship" becomes a public obsession, the lines between acting and reality begin to blur. Caught between a past that won’t let go and a man whose calm control hides a storm of devotion, Zoey realizes she’s trapped in a web of family pressure and deadly jealousy. ​In this game of revenge and ownership, Zoey must decide: is she reclaiming her life, or is she becoming his most prized possession? ​Walking away once cost Zoey her reputation. This time, it might cost her life.

Chamicka Ventura (Chika) hails from a powerful family of South America Hunters. She finds herself in the woods, crying on her way to school, escaping her abusive parents; today she was told that she will be sold to a family in exchange for their help in hunting down a myth; running from her parents at the age of five, she quickly learned where to go and hide. She is just twelve years old today, and she is out walking in the rain with her raincoat on when she comes upon a metal box similar to the one her father uses, which she opens to discover two pups inside. She stuffs them inside her bag. Despite the fact that they are enormous for puppies, she runs to school, claiming to the school that her parents had hurt her again, and they send her to the local orphanage, where she hides with her two rescued puppies and raises them. During this period, her parents made several efforts to locate her; long after, wolves appeared and took the puppies from her; yet, they always hid together, until the day she awoke next to two strong, attractive men in her bed; where did these guys come from?

Three days after my boyfriend’s adopted sister died a tragic death, I clutched a so-called "hush money" check in my hand and became an accomplice in everyone’s eyes. My boyfriend once knelt in the pouring rain to beg me, and his sister’s five-year-old daughter cried and begged me to testify, but I refused them both. Ten years later, when I was dying of cancer, my boyfriend had become a billionaire. The first thing he did upon returning to the country was to forcibly extract my memories, even though I would suffer endless pain. "Elara, you vain, heartless monster! Lily and I must have been blind to ever treat you like family!" "Lily has been dead for ten years, and you’ve been walking free with that dirty money the whole time!" "Today, I’m going to find out exactly who paid you off—the person you protected just for money!" My boyfriend held a press conference to publicly crucify me for my crimes. But after seeing the whole truth, he went completely insane.

You think I'm a bully because of house problems, or parent problems” he tells me sneering it out as he walks towards me, which makes me move back as reflex. “Well pretty face, you’ve got it all wrong” he whispers out, taking another step towards me, and as a reflex I move back, until I discover my back has hit the locker “I am a bully because I want to be, because I like it, it is like a hobby you know, so, get the fuck out of my face” he tells me, sneering the last statement, which caught me off-guard, and makes me shiver. “too bad for you also, seems like you’ve seen your match, and I would mind the tone you speak to me Mister” I tell him walking towards him, which makes him take several steps back He looks at me with a face full of surprise, seems like the first time someone stands up to him, I don't know and in fact I don't care.