"Tylor, this is wrong, we shouldn't be" I moaned in ecstasy, my hands clawing at his back. As he slammed his cock into me repeatedly. "The Elders aren't here right now, are they?, let's enjoy the pleasure while we can" It was in the middle of the night when innocent Skai decided enough was enough. Skai's father had been abusing her ever since her mom left 4 years ago.. He blamed her for it, despised the very sight of his own child, and would never miss an opportunity to inflict pain upon her. Little did Skai know that they're things lurking in the shadows. Waiting for the right moment to strike Things that could do far more damage than her father Tylor, a 200-year-old Hybrid king, cursed to live a miserable, filled life, void of love or compassion When Skai ends up finding herself in the possession of such a man. Their attraction grew instantly, and they both craved each other. Yet Skai is human, and he's a Hybrid A relationship that shouldn't be and could lead to death. Will they be able to deny the forbidden desires? Or given into the temptation and face the consequences later?. Read on to find out!
"Skai, I know you're here somewhere."
Father yells in search of me, causing a shiver of fear to run through my spine.The closer he got, the more my heartbeat intensified.
There's no telling what he'll do when he finds me.
Looking down from the cupboard top, I could see his thick leather boots.
Thinking quickly, I lay flat on my back.
The board made a cracking sound, but luckily he didn't hear
"Little girl, I'm going back to the bar. You had better be out when I return."
He warns, his voice evident in his anger. The door then slammed shut.
I waited for a while to make sure he was gone before climbing down.
Father's going to punish me and there's no way to stop him. Trust me, and he won't be pleased till I'm black and blue.
Laying in bed, tears cascaded down my face.
Why Mommy, why? Father wasn't like this when you were here.
Now, closing my eyes, I go to my happy place.
Sleep!
"Darling, you don't have to stay, leave like I did"
Someone said in my dreams, and I awoke and began packing my bag, my whole body trembling in fear that he might catch me.
This was my first time attempting to run away.
But why should I stay and accept the constant abuse for no reason?
Mom didn't.
Packing the last of my belongings, I took one last look around before leaving my home.
A place I'd known for 18 years of my life.
My heart shattered to pieces. All the memories of when Mom was around are gone.
Yet as I stepped through those doors, I knew there was no turning back.
With a sigh of victory, I proceeded to walk along the dimly lit road.
The chilly night air seeping through my sweater sends an instant wave of shivers through my body. I can only cling to the sweater closer to my skin and move faster, my teeth now chattering.
It's a chilly night in January, with barely any snow outside, but the wind is brutal. When the bus stop comes into view, I release a sigh of relief.
Almost there!
I made it to the bus station and sat down on the bench.
What next?
My mom's nowhere in this country, believe me, I've searched for her and I know no family here. The one friend I had, Dad, prohibited me from talking to her. Lost in thoughts, something flashes past. My senses came back to reality.
I glanced around, I was stunned to see a boy who appeared to be just around my age, sitting on the far end of the bench.
"Hi"
I am trying to be friendly, and am also curious about why he's here. It's cold and lonely outside.
The boy turns around to face me, a smirk across his sweet face before it changes into one that isn't very human-like.
His once-bright blue eyes darkened black as midnight, his teeth protruding out of his mouth. I screamed and started running, frightened by what I saw.
Amusingly, the thing didn't chase me. Noticing that, I started to walk, trying to catch my breath.
Then, in such a sudden movement, I was shoved to the ground and the human-animal-looking thing was standing over me.
I crawl backward to get away from him, but he only steps closer and pouts a little
"This is no fun. You're not running and screaming as much as the other girls I've fed on, and I enjoy playing a little with my food before I devour it"
Those words paralyzed me. What the heck?
Somebody better wake me up from this dream.
Because this isn't real, no way it is.
"Bye"
The thing says, moving closer to me. I closed my eyes, preparing for what was to come, but then I heard growling, growling.
Peeping through one eye, only to see more like him.
"Brain, there's a way to deal with this hunger. You can't go around feeding on innocent humans,"
One of the monster-looking things says, two other ones beside him standing in a defensive stance.
"This was your last strike. I'm afraid we'll have to kill you."
One of them said, and the boy only laughed, then flung himself at them. The scene was gruesome as they sunk their teeth into his neck, ripping it apart.
Blood oozes out instantly, making me dizzy.
I struggled to stay conscious but failed
***
Holding my head in pain, it throbbed like I'd been hit with a brick.
My brain took a while to process what was going on.
Panic seeped in when I found myself on a cold bench in a cell, a very dirty-looking one, I might add, with bloodstains and claw marks on the wall.
The monster-looking thing must have brought me here, for sure.
Searching for an entrance.
The hairs on my hands suddenly stood up, an indication that I'm being watched.
I looked up, only to see a man's figure with very unusual hazel eyes. It appeared to have a slight glow.
Staring at me, it took everything in me to not scream
The only light in the place is the light from the moon shining through the window.
"You're up."
The man says, his voice displaying a hint of an accent.
Wow, that accent was quite sexy. He chuckles somewhat knowingly, then pulls the cell and steps in. I step back, still terrified.
"What sort of idiot must you be, to ever wander on the road, in the middle of the night alone?"
"Hey," I crossed my arms, taking offense.
"I'm not an idiot, and I wasn't wondering,"
"Then what were you doing?"
The man asks, finally coming into view.
Not only does he have a sexy monotone voice, but he's also extremely handsome. Striking eyes, juicy pink lips, and a perfectly structured face. I blushed and looked away, feeling shy.
Back to the question, what am I supposed to tell him? He's a stranger, and frankly, it's none of his business.
"If it wasn't for my men-"
He starts but stops. That's so annoying. Why say something if you're not going to finish it?
"May I ask what you remember from last?"
He steps closer to me, and I step back until my back hits the blood-stained wall.
How disgusting!
"Nothing,"
I lied as he shook his head.
"Lies your heart skipped a beat"
Can someone tell tha, wait?
"You're one of t- "
"SSH,"
He placed a finger over my lips. The alluring scent of this stranger and his eyes trapped me in a daze.
Without thinking, I touched his face, and surprisingly, he leaned into my touch.
"Fear smells lovely on you little human"
He growls, fangs protruding from his mouth.
"W-what are you?"
I stutter
"What I am doesn't matter love, hang tight, you're my new possession"
And that's the last thing I remembered before he sunk his fangs into me.
What happens when Emma discovers that her best friends/crushes dominants. pushes them to accept her as a submissive? Will she be able to be with them in the way she desires in the end, or will this merely complicate matters further?
What happens when Emma discovers that her best friends/crushes are dominants and pushes them to accept her as a submissive? Will she be able to be with them in the way she desires in the end, or will this merely complicate matters further? There's only one way to find out!!!
Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
It was supposed to be a marriage of convenience, but Carrie made the mistake of falling in love with Kristopher. When the time came that she needed him the most, her husband was in the company of another woman. Enough was enough. Carrie chose to divorce Kristopher and move on with her life. Only when she left did Kristopher realize how important she was to him. In the face of his ex-wife’s countless admirers, Kristopher offered her 20 million dollars and proposed a new deal. “Let’s get married again.”
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
Kallie, a mute who had been ignored by her husband for five years since their wedding, also suffered the loss of her pregnancy due to her cruel mother-in-law. After the divorce, she learned that her ex-husband had quickly gotten engaged to the woman he truly loved. Holding her slightly rounded belly, she realized that he had never really cared for her. Determined, she left him behind, treating him as a stranger. Yet, after she left, he scoured the globe in search of her. When their paths crossed once more, Kallie had already found new happiness. For the first time, he pleaded humbly, "Please don't leave me..." But Kallie's response was firm and dismissive, cutting through any lingering ties. "Get lost!"
Lucia Balstone thought she had chosen the right man to spend the rest of her life with, but he was the one who ended her life. Their ten-year marriage seemed like a joke when her husband stabbed her with a dagger. Fortunately, God is never blind to people's tears. Lucia got a second chance. She was reborn at the age of 22, before all the terrible things had happened. This time, she was determined to avenge herself and let those who hurt her pay! She made an elaborate list of her goals, and the first thing on her list was to marry her ex-husband's enemy, Alonso Callen!