World Trigger Books Novels & Stories

I'm sorry and I didn't mean to punish her, lol. It's to drive the plot forward. Also, check out my new book. **TREVOR(slow update) ** Mated to the Mafia Werewolves: The Alpha and Beta wants me( a mafia/werewolf story) 3 chapters weekly (Dark romance, read at your own risk) As the chapter progresses, it might contain some trîggers. I'll be updating three times weekly and it will start next Monday. Also, anticipate the spin-off of Alpha Sin.

If you think you may be triggered, this is not the book for you. Other triggers may include crude/crass/vulgar/explicit language and details. At one point there will be some discussion on suicide and a time a character feels they'd rather die, so if you're sensitive to the subject of death or a feeling of hopelessness, parts of the story could be hard for you to read.

“The smell is almost unbearable to us wolves.” “I’m fine. This is nothing compared to what we were trying to escape few days ago.” Angelo’s rotten smell had prepared him for this. He casted back the mask to him. “Alright. Oh, look at that we have our first friend to say hello.” Argus took his sword. “Is that the monster you were talking a while ago?” In front of him is a tiny winged monster. It does not look harmful at all, but behind every appearances there is always a surprise.

This story may be triggering for some. It does have the title of B D S M so please beware. Bad language, and even darker sexual themes than the first one and other stuff that may offend you. You have been warned. Prologue Fog is creeping over the dark watery landscape. A small boat cutting through the water isn't the only noise to be heard. Small splashes from fish, frogs and other inhabitants color the air. Crickets and frogs hum, calling their mates. Mosquito's buzz through the air trying to find skin to feast on. Even though it's the darkest part of the night, the air is warm. It's spring, but the driver is sweating from exertion. Here in South Florida, the weather doesn't make many drast

I could only hope that she would have settled in again by tonight, because otherwise I would be allowed to sleep on the couch one night again - and it was really uncomfortable. Sighing, I leaned back and opened the completely tattered book again, which I actually already knew by heart. But I wanted to repeat as much as possible today so that I could get off to a good start tomorrow. I ran my finger over the familiar table of contents. Foreword, evolution, instinct, social life, physiology, reproduction, ancestry, stem groups and subspecies. How many times had I made this movement with my finger? I couldn't count it anymore, but it was like a little ritual I had to go through before I could s

Connect with me online at: www.autumndawnbooks.com http://authorautumndawn.blogspot.com Bibliography: Spark Series: When Sparks Fly Dorchester No Words Alone Dorchester Solar Flare Anthology for the Mammoth Book of Time Travel Romance: Hemlock & Iron Indie books: Dark Lands Series in order: The Charmer Dark Lands: Homecoming Scent of Danger The Golden Bell Ghost in Her Heart Beast Wars Dark Lovers (G.Bell & Homecoming combo) Dark Warriors (Ghost IH & Beast Wars combo)

Pushing the door open, I walked in and gingerly made my way towards the fantasy section, pulling out a book. ‘Hello Kitten’ by an anonymous author. Intrigued, I skimmed through the book, and the dedication should have made me drop it. Instead, I was fueled by determination to read it. Dark romance books and thrillers have always been my favorites, and the trigger warning only made it more intriguing. After reading the book's trigger warning, I was convinced it would be a great read. Excitement bubbled through me as I walked back into my room, fell onto the bed, and buried my head in the book.

They are the other supernatural club in town that has a similar theme and vibe and they are relatively new. I clean up and change my clothes to something a little more sexy. Those vinyl pants that I love because she looked at me like I was her next meal when I came out of the fitting room and a nice black shirt. Drelduin won’t stand down, so I’ll play off the yellow dragon eyes and fangs as if they are a ‘vampire cosplay for the Halloween season’ and hope she buys it. I know Felix knows better. While I sit in my car awaiting the others, I search the internet and order Shibari ropes and books for my personal collection and the club as well. The image of Willow tied and tying Hikaru and them b

Little did I know, the spark was about to become a raging inferno, courtesy of something far beyond the mortal realm. It started on a rainy Friday night. I’d come home exhausted from a long week, my blouse clinging to my skin from the downpour outside. I kicked off my heels, letting them thud against the hardwood floor, and poured myself a glass of merlot. The apartment felt emptier than usual; my last girlfriend had left months ago, citing my “workaholic tendencies” as the reason. Truth be told, I missed the warmth of a body next to mine, the soft curves and whispered promises in the dark. To distract myself, I rummaged through the old box of junk in my closet— relics from my rebellious pha

He groans deep, thrusts erratic, then cums: hot spurts, thick and chunky, fill me up, overflow. White and yellow gush out. Stains my thighs. Smells like bleach and rot. I cum, too. Body shakes. Pussy milks him. Waves crash. I scream in ecstasy. Bite wound pulses. My eyes change. World grays. I become like him. Part of the horde. Zeke pulls out. Cum drips from my hole. He stands.