"Father forgive me for I have sinned, I had some unorthodox thoughts about that guy in church again." Nicholas is a good boy, he's the grandson of an abusive pastor, but still believe in a better future. Lucifer the fallen angel is searching for his soulmate, to complete the prophecy. Watch their worlds collides. Contains addiction, abuse and other triggers. Sorry In advance, never meant to offend anyone. Author: Cendrillon1996 Publisher:EasyReading
I'm running through the forest, I fall and scrap my knees and hands. But I don't care I keep running I can feel him getting closer to me. I need to go to him, I need him. Him. He's a tall dark figure, his back is the only thing I see, his dark hair falling down to his nape, it look like black satin. I'm finally close enough to touch him, for him to turn around and show me his face.
Beep beep beep.
The alarm woke me up, it's 6:30 am on a Sunday, I know what you're thinking why am I up so early on a weekend. It's SUNDAY that means it's CHURCH day and I can't skip that unless I want my grandpa to skin me alive. He's the priest of our small town, my mother got pregnant with me when she was sixteen her father kicked her out, she lived on the street till she gave birth to me, she died due to pneumonia when I was three months old.
My father her high school sweetheart and school bad boy refused to acknowledge my existence.
So of course the good priest and distressed father took me in to raise me as his own.
I hate my grandfather, he's the reason my mother died, where was his mercy when she was sick, I knew she came and asked for help after I was born, I knew cause he told me in cold voice how he kicked both of us out to the rainy night.
She died three nights after and since she was in town he had to take me in, he had to play the role of the loving father who lost a daughter.
It's all lies, a big play he put out for the people to see, our town is small population of two thousand person and only one church and one pastor.
He's being worshiped no one does anything without his approval.
Behind closed door it's another story and another world, he'll beat me all the time sometimes in the name of Jesus, saying he's trying to teach how to be a good Christian. He hates me, hate that we're stuck here together, hate the fact that my mother got pregnant with me and brought shame to his name.
My name is Nicholas, my mother named me, I have my mother looks, her green eyes and blond hair. That's all I got from her, my grandpa burned all her belonging after he kicked her out, I don't even have a picture of her. I only know I look like her from other people words, when I was growing up I used to hear the sentence "little Katherine" or "copy of his mother".
Our similarities cause me more harm than good, I'm the walking shame, the bastard son, a reminder of her mistakes, someone to take the blame.
I get up and go get ready for church arriving late will guarantee a belting. I go through my morning routine from shower, washing my teeth, combing my hair all while thinking about that dream, that same dream about that man. I turned seventeen two weeks ago and it's when the dream started, every single night when I get close enough to see his face I jolt in bed awake.
I walk down the kitchen to see grandpa sitting drinking his coffee, I stand next to the door and wait for him to acknowledge me, I'm not allowed to get in without his permission, when he nods his head I walk in,
"Good morning sir" I say, I'm not allowed to call him grandpa it's sir in private and pastor in public.
After breakfast made by me, cleaning the kitchen we head toward the church, I do some chores around here too like cleaning and organizing.
People start to show up around eight, the service start at eight thirty sharp. I force a smile on my face and greet the people, I have to be polite and respectful although I would love to beat half of them.
Well except Riley, he's new to town and got a special charm, he's really sweet to me and I'm sure he's the only one in town who don't call me bastard the moment I turn my back.
He sit next to me in during the service while we listen to my grandpa speaking about... God knows what I wasn't paying him any attention my whole focus was on Riley, he have a sharp jaw, how his shirt extend over his prominent muscles, his brown eyes and brown curls that I just wanted to mess with.
After the mass was over and the crowd began to thin my grandpa ask me to meet him at his office, it was a weird request but I obeyed.
The second I came through the door, grandpa dragged me in and locked the door.
"Sir..." I try to ask what's wrong.
"Shut up! I saw you looking to that boy the whole time! What do you think you're doing." he yell at me.
"What boy there was no boy sir" I say with a tremor in my voice.
"What was the service about" he ask and I panick I had no idea what it was about.
"It was...about...sir it was" I stutter unable to get words out of my mouth.
"Enough" he scream and push me down my knees, he goes behind me and take off his belt, the first smack landed on my back and I jump in pain.
He keep beating me till I'm all bloodied and screaming in agony.
"Pray for forgiveness" he order.
I'm sobbing, not able to form words he fist my hair and crane my neck back till we our eyes meet and he order me to pray again.
"Father forgive me for I have sinned...i....i had some unorthodox thoughts about a boy today" I say and he let go of me.
Seth have just came of age and it's time for him to be sent off to the alphas home to train. Everything was normal until he shifted... White wolves are rare, only five of them exist out in the world, they are omegas the third mates to alpha, a sign of power and wealth. Seth's life is filled with adventure and secrets to be reviled. This story is a ddlb/fluff story. You've been warned.
Aliens are a real thing, they are hidden, they are a secret, but they have their own agreement with earth. They choose humans, ones that no one would miss, hated, forgotten, and abandoned kids, they are sent to a special facility, they are groomed and taught since birth about space, their new life, and their owner/CG/Lover. Violet is one of those kids, born to an addicted mother, and an MIA father, but she never believed in the system, she didn't believe there was someone out there for her, until he came. Now she refuses to let him go, space life would be coming sooner than later. This is a cgl story/fluffy story.
I feel everything, I can make you feel what I feel, do you feel me? All I wanted to do was to try the human life, but I've signed up for a whole new adventure. My name is Victor, I'm the Volturi son, their prince, and Golden Boy. This is my story. Twilight fanfic, hope you don't mind it, Also warning may contain cgl content.
As the tittles says, I summoned him, expecting to be loved, worshipped, taken care of. What I received was a spanking to my bum and a scolding for my attempts. But I did win a daddy, a really strict one that I would always choose no matter what. This is our story. Warning this is a cgl story, filled with fluff.
The wolves are causing chaos, and a war is on the verge of starting, but Lucifer had to step in and stop it from going. To show the wolves his sincerity, he offered them something they can't refuse, a Neko, but not any Neko, he was offering them his favourite baby kitten. Would the pack know how to deal with her? Or would they be too busy running after her and forgetting all about the war? This story contains fluff, cuteness and no sex. It can count as ddlg, cgl, and age regression.
Rosabelle is born to a wealthy vampire lord, she's his little princess, his daughter, she's under his protection. Until she reaches the age of sixteen, the perfect age to be sent off to Dom and Little Academy. Lord Maverick wouldn't send his daughter off to meet with any of the students, a young vampire won't be able to deal with his baby girl. He promised her off to his best friend since the day she was born, a lord just like himself, or should I say a lordess? Emiliyah been waiting seventeen years to get the chance to have her, her little girl, she'll make a beautiful puppy, it was only matter of time before she could have her. This is an mdlg story, another version of Dom and Little academy. Apologize to any mistake and lack of smut, don't plan on writing any. Includes breastfeeding, diapers, some pet play (I don't know much about it)
I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ “I want to get a divorce, Mark,” I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time—even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.
Jennifer Bennett, the rightful heiress to the Bennett legacy, fought hard for her family's recognition, only to be eclipsed by an impostor. Faced with false accusations, bullying, and public humiliation, Jennifer eventually gave up trying to win their approval. Vowing to rise above the injustice, she became the bane of those who wronged her. The Bennett family's efforts to break her only fueled her success, leading her to heights her rivals could only dream of. Someone asked, "Do you feel let down by your parents?" With a calm smile, Jennifer said, "It doesn't matter. In the end, power prevails."
After a passionate night, Verena left some money and wanted to leave, but was held by her companion. "Isn't it your turn to make me happy?" Verena, always disguising herself as ugly, slept with her fiance's uncle, Darren, in order to escape her engagement with her unfaithful fiance. Darren had respect and admiration. Word of his romantic escapades circulated, some saying they saw him kissing a lady against a wall and others calling it gossip. Who could ever tame Darren's heart? Then, shockingly, Darren was caught bending down to help Verena with her shoes, all to score a kiss from her!
Alcohol and heartbreak are definitely not a good combo.Too bad I learnt that a little too late. I’m Tessa Beckett and I painfully got dumped by my boyfriend of three years.That led me to getting drunk at a bar and having a one-night stand with a stranger.Before he would see me as a slut the next day,I paid him for the sex and deeply insulted his ability to please me. But this stranger turned out to be my new boss!
There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"
Warning: This book has high sexual assault displays, but does not support any form of rape. I, Alpha Edward Parker, swear that I will keep you tied to me until I make you pay for what you did to my mate," he swore, gripping my chin in a bruising hold. "Not only will you wish for death, but you will beg for it, and it will be too far from you." I could feel the eyes of the whole pack on us. They probably came to experience a normal wedding, but that couldn't be further from the truth. I was being married off to a groom because he wanted revenge. Tears welled, and I wanted to scream, "I am your mate; I'm the one who saved you, not her." But I knew no one would believe me. I was his mate, how could he not recognize me? Four years ago, Amanda happened to save a total stranger, but due to a string of misunderstandings, her sister took her place. The stranger then promised a vow of betrothal to his savior. Not seeing any use in correcting the error, Amanda allowed it. That was her biggest mistake because the stranger ended up being her own mate. Caught in a web of lies and confusion, she decides to set herself free by speaking the truth. But her plans are thwarted when her sister turns up dead, and she is pinned as the main suspect. A mate out to seek revenge for another, a forced marriage, an underlying plot, a web of lies, and many dark secrets. How can Amanda navigate all these without losing sight of herself? How will she speak the truth when she has already lost her voice and has been destroyed by her own mate?