What if your brother's best friend became your worst distraction? Klaus, with his chiseled charm, piercing gaze, and reckless smile, was that distraction for Morticia. •••••••••• Morticia Addams had always noticed Klaus, her brother's best friend, since they were young. He was the ultimate forbidden fantasy. The man who could have anyone, and usually did. But she? She was an off-limits--an innocent nerd who lives in the shadow of her protective brother. Or at least, that's what she told herself. She had always thought she stood no chance with Klaus because he's a notorious womanizer who chased everything in a skirt. For years, she watched as Klaus broke hearts and left women craving more of his reckless love and lust. But when she got into the same college as him, everything changed... Then, she discovered a different side of him - fierce, primal, and unapologetic. ~~~~~~~~~~ "Wha-is that a banana in your pocket?" Her gaze dropped on the bulge between his legs. He moved closer, trapping her against the wall. "Yeah. Would you like to eat it up?" His eyes drifted to her chest, lingering on her hardened nipples. "I wouldn't mind."
"Mom, I can't go to the same college as my brother!" Morticia exclaimed from the kitchen.
"Too late. You're already admitted. Besides, having your brother with you gives me peace of mind," her mother, Ava, replied calmly from the living room.
Rolling her eyes, Morticia peeked out from the kitchen, locking eyes with her mother.
"Mom, Vincent is a wizard. He literally tormented me in high school."
Vincent, lounging nearby with his legs crossed and sipping a smoothie, winked at her. Morticia felt the urge to gouge his eyes out.
"College is full of all kinds of people, Morty, and that scares me. I've been there-it's a whole new world. A sweet, innocent soul like you needs someone to guide you. Your brother's in his third year; he'll help you," her mother said, her tone final. Morticia knew there was no changing her mind.
"Stop overreacting, sis. I've always protected you in high school. Want me to start telling you all the stories?"
Sure, he protected her from bullies, but he also kept her from living a normal life. Vincent was one of the most popular, handsome guys in school-a great dancer, and every girl would swoon just to watch him.
Meanwhile, she was the nerdy sister, always in glasses, oversized sweatshirts, and a pale face. People approached her not for who she was but because of her brother.
She remembered her first relationship in high school. Her boyfriend dumped her after just three days.
He said, "C'mon Morticia, I only dated you because of your brother. He's hot, famous, and hard to approach. I thought dating you would get me closer to him, but he hates me. So, goodbye, Nerdy."
She also recalled overhearing a friend insult her behind her back.
"Are you really that clueless? I only befriended you because I have a crush on your brother. Just seeing him makes me wet. I thought being close to you would get me close to him, but I was wrong. He doesn't even notice me."
Morticia was just a shadow, insignificant next to him. People even questioned if they were really siblings because they seemed so different.
The only person who truly loved her for who she was was her best friend, who came from India, and though her family wasn't wealthy, she earned a scholarship to their high school.
They had planned to go to the same college, but Morticia knew her mother wouldn't agree, especially since the school wasn't up to her standards. Still, Morticia wanted to be with her true friend.
Now, that plan was shattered. Rhea would be devastated.
"When is Klaus coming over? I thought you said he was back from his trip," Morticia overheard her mother say. Her heart skipped a beat at the name-Klaus.
It sounded like music, but also like a nightmare.
If Vincent was a wizard, Klaus was the devil. Everything he did made her heart flutter, yet he broke it over and over again with each new girlfriend.
The girls he dumped often took their frustrations out on her, some even threatening to kill her.
'Stay away from Klaus, or I'll roast your pûssy' she recalled how one of those girls obsessed with Klaus slammed her back to the locker and threatened.
Some even secretly bullied her...
But it was impossible to avoid Klaus. He was always around, treating her like a little sister-a fact she hated.
She wanted him to look at her with affection, but she wasn't his type. He liked hot, sassy, and experienced girls. She was none of those things.
"Oh, he'll be here soon," her brother responded.
Morticia glanced down at herself. Her white apron was stained with sauce, her face pale, her hair a mess. Panic surged in, she was in a mess, she can't meet him like this, after many months of meeting him last.
She quickened her pace, eager to change quickly. She served breakfast while she could hear her mother excitedly chatting about Klaus coming over soon.
Ava had always considered Klaus like a son. She was even close friends with Klaus's mother, as they both thrived in the modeling industry-well-known and popular.
"I wonder how he looks now. Gosh, it's been months since I last saw him; I bet he's even more handsome!" The excitement was clear in Ava's voice as Morticia approached the table.
"Stop acting weird, Mom," Morticia said, nearly rolling her eyes before heading back to the kitchen to grab some water.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang, and without warning, the door swung open, revealing him.
"Yo, look who's here, my Sinful motherfucker!" Vincent exclaimed from the living room. Morticia's heart skipped a beat.
He's here! Already?!
She heard Klaus's familiar deep voice mingling with her mother's cheerful greetings. Her heart raced as she glanced down at the glasses of water she was holding.
How was she going to make it to her room without Klaus seeing her like this?
"Hey, Morty! Klaus is here!" her mother announced, and Morticia bit her lip, feeling overwhelmed.
"Morty," her mother said, entering the kitchen with a raised eyebrow. "What are you doing?"
"Just getting the water," Morticia shrugged, trying to mask her nervousness.
"Well then, hurry up. Let me help you," Ava offered, taking the remaining two glasses from the counter. Morticia followed her mother out of the kitchen, her eyes settling on the demigod, chatting and laughing with her brother.
He wore his usual black sleeveless shirt, revealing the black inked tattoos that ran through his muscular arms-an evident to his workouts.
One thing she loves the most was the way he clicked his tongue, running it along the ring on his inviting pink lips, his well-chiseled jaw moving slightly. It made him look freaking hot. His disheveled hair and the glittering earring caught the light in the living room.
His black-metallic eyes shifted to her and her heart skipped a beat. How could he look ten times more handsome than the last time she saw him?
"Hey, Bunnie," his thick, hoarse voice snapped her out of her reality. 'Bunnie' was the nickname he had given her.
He chuckled, scrutinizing her. "Fuck. You look like a ghost."
Morticia's cheeks burned with embarrassment.
"That's what I deal with every day. I pray to God every night that she won't strangle me in my sleep," Vincent chimed in.
"Fuck you Vincent."
"Wow she curses too. That's a big surprise there" Klaus chuckled. "How have you been?"
"Good, welcome back Klaus" she said quickly. "I'll go change upstairs,"
Dropping the glasses on the table, she rushed up to her room.
After a few minutes, she returned with her hair in a bun, her face washed, and hiding behind her glasses. She wore a grey hoodie and sweatpants.
Her mother asked Klaus about his trip to visit his father, one of the richest businessmen in New York and they chatted lively, except her, who kept stealing a glance of Klaus.
"Morty is attending the same college as you, Klaus and Vincent," Ava suddenly mentioned, causing Morticia to groan inwardly.
Maybe she should hand her mother a microphone so she could announce it to the world.
"Right, Vincent told me," Klaus smiled, a perfect smile.
"Don't let her out of your sight, Klaus."
"Mom, I'm not a kid," Morticia snapped.
"Yes you are" Vincent butted in.
"I'm nineteen"
"The word teen is still there. You're a kid, Bunnie," Klaus spoke and they both laughed. These two devils.
"Klaus, do you mind spending the night here? Or maybe a few days?" Ava suddenly asked.
Morticia choked and her face reddened. Not like Klaus haven't spent the night here before, but his morning look was intensely hot, and she was going to face that.
"Sure" he replied and she bit her lips.
"You think you can just leave without a trace after what happened that night?" His hands pinned her arms above her head, his piercing blue eyes boring into hers. "W-what do you mean?" she stuttered, his scent reminding her of that night-the night that had changed her life completely. "What do I mean? Are you seriously asking me that, woman? If your brain can't recall how we burned together on that bed, how about I remind you right here?" His face was dangerously close as he growled into her ear. Her eyes widened. He meant it. Every single word. He was the king of the entertainment world, after all. "Let me go," she demanded stubbornly, her voice barely audible. He let out a low, dark chuckle that sent a chill down her spine. "Let you go? Oh, I'll let you go, Tatiana. But not until you understand the consequences of crossing paths with me." •••••••••• In the world of the entertainment industry, we see constant change and creativity. Trends come and go, as do collaborations between artists and producers. This world can make anyone wish to be a part of it-it is said to be inspiring and enjoyable... Meanwhile, that's only on the surface. The same world is filled with deceit, betrayal, fake love, ruthless competition, toxic fans who could ruin you, suicide, and dissatisfaction... This world is mostly dominated by men. How can a woman, hurt by this world, face it-especially when she had a night and her life tangled with the king of them all?
"Don't send me away! I promise to do whatever you want. Don't just send me back!" Desperate Candy pleaded with the man she knows nothing about. He slowly turns to look at her, his gaze piercing as ever, sending a chill down her spine. Stepping closer, he reached her chin and raised it to make her meet his eyes, using his index finger. "Little woman, accepting to be my wife means I'll own you and there's no turning back. You seem too fragile to be in my hell." He warned in a deep, dangerous tone. With nervousness kicking in, she took a deep breath. She'd rather face his hell than stepmother be stuck in the misery her stepmother had prepared for her. "Yes, I want to be your wife. In return you'll have to protect me from my stepmother," She boldly declared prompting the man's lips to curl up into a devilish smile. His gaze went down to her slightly exposed cleavage, and lust filled them. "Strip." He ordered. ... A deal.. With the Billionaire devil.... Will Candy ever regret her decision? What happens when enemies, dark secrets and unexpected emotions threatened to tear them apart?
Being into college was one of Amelia's biggest dream. She swore to make her single mother proud by getting good grades and not allowing any distraction. However, he came destroying her plans. It all started from one night when she got drunk and kissed him. Swearing never to see him again, only for a twist of event to happen. "This is your childhood friend Logan, though you might not remember him. You'll be staying here since it's close to your college" Amelia's mom announced. You could imagine the shock on Amelia's face. The well-known play boy at school.. is now her housemate?! She saw Logan's lips curled up in a dirty smirk. His eyes dancing with excitement. Logan the sexiest guy at Barnard college. His rich father was well know in the city. His favourite hobby was to watch a girl scream out his name while he does dirty things to her. He is a loner, his father seems to be keeping something deep away from him. He experienced strange things that got him questioning his humanity.. Crossing paths with Amelia, he saw something different, she was too innocent and he wanted to change that. Her look, body, just everything about her drives him crazy.. Amelia isn't the type that easily submit, in fact she pretty crazy.. Even with that, Logan wanted her.. all of her. ___ "Let go off me!" Amelia yelled trying to get away from Logan's hold. However, he threw her to the bed, hovering and burying his handsome face at the crook of her neck. Amelia froze, hating the way her body was responding to his touch. She wanted to push him away but couldn't.. "S..top.. our parent are at home.. please" She uttered in a whisper. "Your arousal intoxicate me, Mel," He growled into her ear. "You make me do things I don't wanna do. What did you do to me little witch?" He sniffed in her scent that oddly intrigued him. Kissing her neck, he rolled his tongue wet on her sweet flesh. "You're mine" he whispered. Unknown to him, his eyes flashed red.. ____ What happened when these two entangled into a world they never imagine? A legacy that would change their lives forever? Deep secret, unwanted emotion and enemies surfaced from the dark.. diving them into a path where their desire became strictly forbidden... Will these two be able to handle it?.. Find out...
"Don't send me away! I promise to do whatever you want. Don't just send me back" Desperate Candy pleaded with the man she knows nothing about. He slowly turn to look at her, his gaze piercing as ever, sending a chill down her spine. Stepping closer, he reached of her chin and raised it up to make her meet his eyes, using his index finger. "Little woman, accepting to be my wife means I'll own you and there's no turning back. You seems too fragile to be in my hell" He warned in a deep, dangerous tone. With nervousness kicking in, she took a deep breath. She'll rather face his hell than to be stuck in the misery her step mother had prepared for her. "Yes, I want to be your wife. In return you'll have to protect me from my step mother," She boldly declared prompting the man's lips to curl up into a devilish smile. His gaze went down to her slightly exposed cleavage, and lust filled them. "Strip." He ordered. ... A deal.. With the Billionaire devil.... Will Candy ever regret her decision? What happens when enemies, dark secrets and unexpected emotions threatened to tear them apart?
Kingdom of Ammon, A kingdom of where humans and supernatural beings lives in peace. However in this kingdom there exist a witch, Morgen. Her mother died because she couldn't provide the money to cure her sickness. Out of anger she blamed the kingdom for not helping her out even with her constant plead. She met with the devil, something which is forbidden in the land. She received a book on how to release a Demon named Baal. A power powerful Demon enough to destroy the whole kingdom. Years passes by as Morgen got the power. She released the demon which killed her and began to attack the kingdom. Sorcerers in the kingdom tried to stop the demon and couldn't succeed.. But.. A particular Sorcerer, Zeus managed to capture it using every bit of his power. He then sealed it into his own new born baby. "What do you think you're doing!" Anastasia the mother of the child yelled. "We have no choice my love" Zeus said to his wife but then a massive explosion occurred killing both of them. The baby lived, having the mark of the sealed Demon in him. The king of this kingdom saw this and decided to keep the son of the sorcerer according to the kingdom's wish. He was named Zameil. Zameil grew up without love from the king since he was labeled as a demon. Of course, the demon disturb him sometimes and the unfair treatment from the king and brothers made it worse. A girl was destined to change all of this, Elizabeth.. the king found out about the girl through one of his most trusted sorcerers. She was bought to the palace and was made to be Zameil's bride... she failed... Chaos rented the kingdom... But.. There was a second chance. *** In the 21th century, Alice Lancaster; A 19 years old rich sassy high school girl with some issues with her mother. She always had this dream of her death. Alice was well known as the most rebellious girl in school. She tried to help her best friend who got bullied but almost met her end because of it. By the time she woke up, she found herself in the kingdom of Ammon, in her past life (Elizabeth) where she was destined to save the land from the released Demon named Baal. The heaven gave the kingdom's story to be WRITTEN AGAIN. Is Alice going to cope in this new world? What really happened in the past? What happens when she becomes Zameil's bride? What is Their fate? 𝑭𝑰𝑵𝑫 𝑶𝑼𝑻....✍️
'It a lonely life, we came to this world alone and we are definitely going to die alone. On the day of one's funeral, they'll only cry but no one is going to lay in that coffin with you. we are all a loner' The constant beep of her phone made her stop writing. Annabelle stretched her hand then stop the alarm. Standing, she massage her finger and neck before heading towards the door to open it. She was firstly welcome by the thick smoke coming from eleven dangerous tattooed men sitting round a table. They were busy discussing about their dangerous business when they spot a strange young girl walking towards them. She bought out a gum and began to chew, something she loves doing when she's about to play dirty... "Hey kid!" One of them yelled not expecting a young girl to be here. She look 16! The place is a well restricted area in which only them could have access to. "How hell did you even get in. Get out of here kid!!" The man yelled standing up to his feet. Annabelle stopped walking. Her long black hair covered most part of her face. "Hey calm your nerves Leo, maybe this little cutie lost her way, you shouldn't be hard on a kid you know" The other man beside him said then stood. He walked towards Annabelle with a small smile on his face. His red eyes scan her body. She is young, slim and sweet with her shape. The only weird thing about her was the aura. The man decided to ignore it. "Hey sweetie, are you lost? You can stay in my room tonight then I'll take you back to wherever you came from" the man said when he was close enough. He licked his lips having some nasty thought running through his mind. In a split of second, The man felt a sharp pain down his abdomen, blood drip of his lips as his eyes widened when he look down. There was a knife dipped into his stomach and this young girl was holding it. "I never told you I am lost" Annabelle whispered in a husky voice before slashing the man's stomach, his intestine dropped as he slowly went down to the floor. Other men who saw this got shock and quickly grab their weapons but the light went off. "Playtime" She smirked under the dark bringing out two dagger as bloodlust filled her eyes. ______ One word to describe her, CREEPY.. the world around her is dark, her favorite color was black, her favorite scene is to see someone laying on his/her pool of blood. She was made this way by Lord Smith; A dangerous dark American man know to be a ruthless mafia. He adopted Annabelle after her parents was killed before her when she was only three. He bought her up training her like no other. Diving shitty things into her head enough for her to see only the dark side of the world.. she was like his weapon. Lord Smith decided to enroll Annabelle into a highschool for some unknown purpose. There, she become THE NEW GIRL with a dark personality, teachers and students gets a chilly vibe around her... Well Except for one person... Meeting him wasn't part of her plan.. The fact that he triggered a dead emotion inside her baffled her... Who is he? What is the mysterious thing in Annabelle's story? What happened when unexpected feelings, Secrets and realization kick in? What is her fate as THE NEW GIRL? 𝗙𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝘂𝘁༆⁂⁂⁂✍️
Everyone was shocked to the bones when the news of Rupert Benton's engagement broke out. It was surprising because the lucky girl was said to be a plain Jane, who grew up in the countryside and had nothing to her name. One evening, she showed up at a banquet, stunning everyone present. "Wow, she's so beautiful!" All the men drooled, and the women got so jealous. What they didn't know was that this so-called country girl was actually an heiress to a billion-dollar empire. It wasn't long before her secrets came to light one after the other. The elites couldn't stop talking about her. "Holy smokes! So, her father is the richest man in the world?" "She's also that excellent, but mysterious designer who many people adore! Who would have guessed?" Nonetheless, people thought that Rupert didn't love her. But they were in for another surprise. Rupert released a statement, silencing all the naysayers. "I'm very much in love with my beautiful fiancee. We will be getting married soon." Two questions were on everyone's minds: "Why did she hide her identity? And why was Rupert in love with her all of a sudden?"
To exact revenge on her treacherous fiancé, Yvonne enticed Clayton into a liaison that promised advantages for both. Yet, when Yvonne spotted a woman resembling her at Clayton’s side, she recognized she was nothing more than a substitute. Discovering Clayton’s upcoming wedding, she departed with a generous severance sum. “Clayton, this is truly the end,” she declared resolutely. On the very day Yvonne was set to marry someone else, Clayton showed up, desperation clear in his eyes as he dropped to his knees. “Yvonne, please, don’t go through with it. Don’t marry him.”
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"
Katie was forced to marry Dillan, a notorious ruffian. Her younger sister mocked her, "You're just an adopted daughter. Count your blessings for marrying him!" The world anticipated Katie's tribulations, but her married life unfurled with unexpected serenity. She even snagged a lavish mansion in a raffle! Katie jumped into Dillan's arms, credited him as her lucky charm. "No, Katie, it's you who brings me all this luck," Dillan replied. Then, one fateful day, Dillan's childhood friend came to her. "You're not worthy of him. Take this 50 million and leave him!" Katie finally grasped Dillan's true stature—the wealthiest man on the planet. That night, trembling with trepidation, she broached the subject of divorce with Dillan. However, with a domineering embrace, he told her, "I'd give you everything I have. Divorce is off the table!"
"Never let anyone treat you like shit!" I learned that the hard way. For three years, I lived with my in-laws. They didn't treat me as their son-in-law but as a slave. I put up with everything because of my wife, Yolanda Lambert. She was the light of my life. Unfortunately, my whole world came crashing down the day I caught my wife cheating on me. I have never been so heartbroken. To have my revenge, I revealed my true identity. I was none other than Liam Hoffman—the heir of a family with trillions of dollars in assets! The Lamberts were utterly shocked after the big reveal. They realized what fools they had been for treating me like trash. My wife even knelt down and begged for my forgiveness. What do you think I did? Did I take her back or made her suffer? Find out!
After three secretive years of marriage, Eliana never met her enigmatic husband until she was served with divorce papers and learned of his extravagant pursuit of another. She snapped back to reality and secured a divorce. Thereafter, Eliana unveiled her various personas: an esteemed doctor, legendary secret agent, master hacker, celebrated designer, adept race car driver, and distinguished scientist. As her diverse talents became known, her ex-husband was consumed by remorse. Desperately, he pleaded, "Eliana, give me another chance! All my properties, even my life, are yours."