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On the brink of death:A werewolf and human love story

Clara Wilson the heiress to Diamond Group got engaged to the love of her life Isaac Hartford the heir to Starlight Group, due to an unforeseen betrayal, Clara Wilson on the brink of death on the night of full moon, Alpha and his pack hunting for prey, rescues Clara and turned her to a werewolf through an Alpha's bite. will she survive from the Alpha's bite? Excerpts: The ambient sound of waves gently lapping against the hull, coupled with the distant hum of the ship's engines, only amplifies her thoughts. She forces a smile, raising her glass in a toast, masking her emotions with practiced ease. The couple clinks their glasses with hers, their happiness an unspoken contrast to the quiet yearning in her heart. "I'll go inside the suite and rest now you guys enjoy." She said making her way to the suite. "Babe I need to get something inside the suite." Isaac said. "Alright don't keep me here waiting, I can't do without seeing you for a second." "Really that's my girl." He said, kisses her forehead and left. Isaac didn't go to their suite but he went to Jacqueline's suite he pushed opened the door. "Did I scare you?" He asked. "Why didn't you knock on the door before coming in what if I'm undressing." "Sighed softly it's not like this is the first time I'm seeing you undressed should I get rid of your night gown." He said kissing her collar bone. She didn't reject his offer, wrapped her arms around his neck he kissed her thin lips vigorously. Few minutes passed Isaac had not returned yet, she decided to go and check on him, she checked their suite he was not there, she headed to Jacqueline's suite to ask her If she had seen Isaac. She opened the door to Jacqueline's suite and then, her eyes flickered tears rapidly streamed down her face a pang of shame stabbed at her watching her best friend and the love of her life together on bed exchanging intimacies. "Isaac....you! How could you do this to me? What are you two doing together on bed?" Both of them stared at her without any sigh of remorsefulness. "It's just like what you're seeing right now" She moved closer to the bed drags the sheet off Jacqueline exposing her nakedness grabbed her brown hair hitting her head against the cluttered table beside the bed. Jacqueline stretches her hand reaching for the wine she held it and hits Clara's head with the wine bottle, the glass shattered against Clara's head. The sharp crack echoed in the tense silence and crimson blood began to seep, dripping onto the plush carpet and pooling under the shards of broken glass, Clara fainted. The room descended into chaos, the once romantic moments now marred by betrayal and violence. "Oh my goodness what have you done Jacqueline." "Is she dead?" She asked curiously in fear. "What are we going to do now?" "I don't think she is dead yet she fainted probably." He said.  "I know what to do." He carried her heading to the edge of the ship Jacqueline followed him , Isaac pulled off his shirt soaked with blood used it to clean the blood stain on his hand and neck. He folded the shirt and throws it into the sea. Jacqueline standing at the edge of the ship bitting her fingers  panicked about the situation. "Please don't kill me, help me I promise not to cause any trouble for both of you, I will forgive and pretend nothing happened here." Clara muttered in pain. "So you're finally awake"
Hira_pen1 · 3.5K Views

Mated to the Mad Lord

#Rated 18-Mature Themes Violet’s life was never her own—her father’s crushing debt made sure of that. But when the debt collector kidnaps her as payment, she takes a desperate deal: become a servant and spy on the mysterious and tyrannical Lord Cain, the ruler of her Werewolf district. There’s just one catch: Lord Cain only permits male servants in his house. Disguised as a boy, Violet cuts her hair, flattens her chest, and dons a voice-altering band to pull off the deception. Everything goes according to plan—until Cain, a man known for his cold personality starts to take a peculiar interest in her. Violet’s disguise becomes a prison as she battles her own growing attraction to him. But this is no love story. Cain’s obsession to her is dangerous. Beneath his icy gaze lies a mind fractured by years of affliction by a curse. A curse made by Violet's biological mother: A powerful witch. ************* "TAKE IT OFF!" Violet’s knees nearly buckled at the thunderous command, her chest tightening with panic. The raw anger in Cain’s voice was as sharp as a blade. "My lord! I-I’m a man!" she stammered, gripping her shirt tightly, her fingers trembling as they clung to the fabric. "I don't like other men!" she cried, a desperate plea in her voice since the second she took her shirt off and he discovered that she was a woman was the moment she died. Painfully. Cain’s glare was unyielding, his voice dropping into a growl. "Don’t insult me, You think I do. You kissed me!" Her breath hitched as he stepped closer, his presence suffocating. "If you don’t take it off," he said, his tone low and dangerous, "I’ll rip it off myself." Violet’s mind raced, panic threatening to overwhelm her. She couldn’t let him find out—he’d kill her. Painfully. Glancing away to avoid his gaze when she caught the undeniable bulge in his trousers. Heat flushed her face, her thoughts spinning in desperation at the only idea she could think of to make him back off. 'This has to work. It has to…’
Colorful_madness · 368K Views

Velvet Chains of a Tycoon

[When Prejudice Collides with Fate: Whose Trap Is This Mismatched Marriage?] Qin Ran had always believed that a man still trapped in the arranged-marriage circus at thirty must be either emotionally stunted or physically defective. But the universe had a wicked sense of humor—because the man waiting at Table 11 was a walking contradiction. Lu Sheng was a paradox of elegance and danger. His charcoal suit sculpted a body built for both boardrooms and back-alley brawls. When his gaze locked onto hers, the sharp lines of his face seemed to carve shadows into the air, the room suddenly heavy with the scent of cedar and unspoken threats. “I’m sorry, I think I’ve mistaken the table—” “Sit.” His voice cracked like a whip, freezing her mid-retreat. The glint of his platinum watch mirrored her death grip on the handbag strap. “If we’re both puppets in this family farce… let’s at least make it mutually beneficial.” Three days later, the marriage certificate seared her palm like a brand. She’d told herself this was a calculated escape from her brother’s suffocating household—until their wedding night, when the fresh scar snaking across his ribs screamed of bullets, not business deals. And when Lu Sheng shrugged off his shirt, water sluicing down the defined ridges of his abdomen, his smirk was pure sin: “Clause Three of our contract, Mrs. Lu—no coveting Party A’s assets.” She backed him against the glass wall, her fingers skating over the corded muscle of his spine. “Mr. Lu… does that clause include your six-pack?” [High-Stakes Romance | Marriage of Convenience | Enemies-to-Forced-Allies] — A billionaire with a bulletproof reputation and a vault of secrets. — A razor-tongued medical intern with a talent for unearthing truths. As lies ignite and bullets fly, only one rule remains: In this game of hearts and gunpowder, the first to fall… loses everything.
DaoistLdVH33 · 13.1K Views

Slow Poison

Story Description [A SWEET MAFIA ROMANCE] Nicole thought that her life would be easy now after she left behind all the memories of an awful night, which led to an unexpected tribulation of her life. She moved into a new city trying to forget the inexplicable incident that happened with her. Little did she know that she can never escape from it because the devil will always find her. No matter how hard she tries to get away from him. He was meant to be her medicine but he turned out to be a Slow Poison. ——————————— I hear his voice bringing me back from the daze as he growls in between the kisses. “ You have no idea how dangerous it can be…” He says with his lips going down to the area just above my breast, he sucks in desperately, squeezing my ass gently, making me whimper in bliss. I clutch to his shirt, trying to hold my body from collapsing. “Careful…you are messing with the devil, Cole.” He doesn’t let me breathe for a minute as he starts attaching me with his open-mouthed kisses all the way back. Rapture succumbs me as I feel his lips again on my neck, traveling higher. I breathed heavily, unable to maintain my composure while being acquainted with this unfamiliar sensation. His lips reached my ear as he gently nibbles my earlobe. “You know why people call me the devil?” His breath fanning over my ear. “It’s not because I am a sinner.” His harsh breath comes out in pants, showing me how equally he is affected as he continues. “It’s because I am capable of making innocent people commit sins.”
Augustine2001 · 520 Views

First crime record

Protagonist: Huang Zhong: Male, 17 years old at the beginning of the story, in the critical period of youth rebellion. He is thin, with slightly messy short hair, and his eyes are often stubborn and confused. Because he grew up in a repressive family environment for a long time, he is sensitive and has a strong self-esteem. He usually wears simple T-shirts and jeans, and there are occasionally some stains on his clothes, which is a small portrayal of his unruly life. He lives with his parents in a residential building in an old community. The small and dim room carries his countless sleepless nights. The walls of the room are covered with posters of his favorite rock bands, which is his yearning for freedom. Key characters: Father: Male, in his forties, an ordinary factory worker, busy all day for the family's livelihood. Long-term fatigue makes him slightly hunched, and his face is full of traces of time. He is not good at speaking and has serious communication barriers with Huang Zhong. When Huang Zhong rebels and makes mistakes, he always treats him in a simple and rough way, which also deepens the gap between father and son. Mother: Female, also in her forties, is an ordinary housewife with a gentle but somewhat cowardly personality. Faced with the conflict between her husband and son, she often feels powerless and can only cry secretly. She always manages the big and small affairs of the family, trying to maintain this shaky home with silent efforts. Best friend: Male, about the same age as Huang Zhong, a boy with a generous personality and a strong sense of friendship. He is tall and strong, with two deep dimples when he smiles, giving people a sunny and cheerful feeling. He and Huang Zhong met on the street and experienced many rebellious days together. When Huang Zhong was in danger, he always stood up without hesitation. The injury that time to protect Huang Zhong became an important opportunity for Huang Zhong's life transformation.
Daphnexiao · 3.2K Views

Jujutsu Kaisen: Solo

Jujutsu Sorcerers & Choso vs. Pseudo-Geto & Uraume is a battle fought by Tokyo and Kyoto Jujutsu High affiliated sorcerers, Yuji Itadori, Noritoshi Kamo, Panda, Momo Nishimiya, Mai Zenin, Kasumi Miwa, & Atsuya Kusakabe, as well as the Cursed Womb: Death Painting, Choso. They face off against the curse users, Pseudo-Geto and Uraume in one final attempt to procure Prison Realm from their clutches in order to rescue Satoru Gojo. This battle occurs at the remains of the Shibuya Police Station at the very end of the Shibuya Incident. Geto announces that this is the world of the future and releases numerous cursed spirits to cover up his escape. Among the curses is Oizys, a curse he claims is worth at least 15 Sukuna fingers. Which he'll collect folding it in a shape of a ball. He shows Prison Realm to his enemies and bids farewell to Yuji, claiming to expect a lot from him in the future. The young man calls out Gojo sensei's name one last time and Geto addresses Sukuna directly. He tells the King of Curses that an era reflecting the Heian is coming, and the Golden Age of Jujutsu is returning. After exiting the battle field, Geto decides to test the special grade cursed spirit's on some hired sorcerers and non-sorcerers but all of them ends up dead. He releases Gojo from the prison realm to fully test the curse's capabilities. Can it backfire? Volume 1: SOLO Focuses on the fight between Gojo and Oizys. Volume 2: FLY Explores sorcery outside Japan, mentioned in volume 1 and in the original series.
Brolinit · 124.5K Views

The scarlet Lamb

Summary The story is a fantasy story with a slight horror aesthetic coupled with slight romance but not too much for this is mainly an action novel. Disclaimer: lots of gore and profanity will be used, with lit RPGs. Yes it's another reincarnation story but one where the MC doesn't know how to make everything in modern time. There will be slight evolution but not much for I want to keep him as close to a sheep as possible but he will get humanoid form but he won't turn into a human. No Graphic R18 scene. I'm not writing a smut story! I will add art of the characters and monsters as much as I am able to in the comments at the end, so please check them out when you finish reading the chapter! If you really like the story and or character art please help support my work by visiting my etsy store where I will be selling them on t-shirts or other nick-knacks. Alright that enough self promotion now onto the main sum. Summary: Enter the world of Redsorrth, a world filled with magic and dangers >:)! A world filled with all the fantasy classics like dwarves, elves, beast-men etc.. with classic monsters such as… goblins, demons and dragons. This fantasy classic story takes place where our hero Babbitt is a newborn sheep where he must survive to become a shepherd, but how will he survive when his race is always being hunted! For sheep flesh makes the best sacrifices to the gods as well as to feed their enemy stomachs, for sheep is the most prized of delicacies! For they are Hunted down for their wool, blood and flesh, while their innocent souls make the best conduit for the demons and gods alike. How long will he survive being born at one of the human farms? Will he escape to find the higher forms of his race? Or will he forever be stuck as a sheep for the slaughter? Will he meet a cute female sheepy…. Well I guess the only way to know is to read and find out!
Sulfates_Cidif · 11K Views

~ A Primordial Vampyres Omniversal Adventures ~

A/N ~ News about updates can be found in the Auxiliary Chapter called 'not a update'. Enjoy my first work. ~ Drake Zoraiz was a ordinary young black man, maybe with a little more of an realistic view of the world than most of the people. He had been living his life in the world as an mercenary, until he was left for dead after a truly brutal mission where everything that could go have gone wrong, does. As an atheist for most of his young orphaned life, he was not expecting anything waiting for him after his death. Especially not the endless void he found himself in or that of visage of the beyond beautiful; and radiant figure of a goddess, who offers a chance of boundless adventure and endless battles to become more, to show up and say. "Drake Zoraiz, it is time to choose..." ~ Planned World's (in random order) Homeworld ~ A Song of Ice and Fire ~ Bleach ~ Overlord ~ DC/Marvel ~ Harry Potter ~ Jujutsu Kaisen ~ Highschool DxD ~ Highschool of the Dead ~ That Time I Got Reincarnated As A Slime ~ ect. to Fin. ~ Disclaimer ~ This is a fanfiction inspired by the works of [Author/Creator's Name(s)], including [specific source material, e.g., A Song of Ice and Fire by George R.R. Martin]. I do not claim ownership of any original characters, settings, or lore created by the respective authors. The only elements I claim as my own are original characters, plots, and interpretations that I have added to this fanfiction. This work is created purely for entertainment purposes and is not intended for commercial use. All credit for the original material belongs to its respective owners, and I encourage readers to support the official works. ~
BlackViodEmperor · 17.8K Views

Setting souls

The two men couldn't have looked more out of place on the cold afternoon streets of New Hadepee. The first was a scrawny fellow, no taller than five foot eight, wearing a white shirt marred with ugly reddish-brown stains and a pair of plain tan pants. His companion, by contrast, carried himself with an air of quiet authority—a regal-looking man with a neatly trimmed black beard, wrapped in a great black coat with a red scarf pulled snug around his neck. "I heard the man himself has come back," the one in the stained shirt said, carefully balancing on the curb with his arms outstretched. "Oh? And where did you hear that?" his companion asked, turning his head with amusement to watch the precarious balancing act. "Welp, the sergeant major told me to go down to Olker, so I figured that could only mean he's back," the man in the white shirt replied. "Vistor has close cultural and political ties with the kingdom of Olker. Don't you think it's just a protection job?" the older man in black inquired, a hint of humor in his voice. "Oh, come on, Mang, you know they'd never give someone like me a protection job," the man in the white shirt scoffed, jumping off the curb and spinning around a lamppost. The older man—now known as Mang—came to a halt, reaching into his coat and pulling out an envelope. "Well, Tai, I suppose you're wrong." Mang handed the envelope to him. Tai peeled open the envelope, sliding out the letter and studying it carefully. "Oh wow, so Marlin is marrying the queen of those people?" he asked with a shrug. "She is not a queen. Don't let anyone call her that," Mang snapped. "And if her people weren't so damn difficult, we would have annexed them already." "So we let them succeed but not Gascon? Whose idea was that? They're more like us than those humans are," Tai said, frowning. "Gascon was willing to sell to the Emperor for a small chunk of change," Mang quipped. "The Noctrous family was not." "Ok so what's that matter, all we need is a little persuasion to change their minds? We killed the chief of Gnomandale and sent his stuffed head back to them, then they sold Gnomendale to us. All we need to do to get Olker is beat the hell out of Sylvie and she will sell." Tai folds the letter and places it back into the envelope. "Tai, the people of Vistor don't have the heart to see us beat up the Eladrin people like we did the Gnomes, and plus their Chief tramp Silvye is much too pretty for us to put her head on a stick."  "Welp, it's our loss," Tai muttered, spitting onto the sidewalk. "No, it's not. Not if Chester is back…" Tai frowned. "What's Chester gonna do?" "Last I recall, his fallout with Sylvie wasn't just a petty disagreement. Before he died, he built a fleet of ships and hid them in a cove somewhere. If he wanted revenge, all he'd need is an army." "And who the hell would fight for him?" "The same people who fight for us—the poor." This is a prequel to Then Maker, another story of mine. The writing may feel somewhat outdated compared to my more recent work, but it consists of a series of scenes that occur before the main events of the novel. The description is one of my most recent pieces, which is why it differs in style from the rest of the book.
Thornton_Chase · 1.5K Views

100 Days to Seduce the Devil

[Warning: R18+] When Hate turns into Love... and Vengeance turns into Passion... Will he choose to start over with her? ======= Phantomflake's soul got separated from her body after committing suicide in front of her enemy, Nathan Sparks, the Supreme Leader of Syphiruz Mafia. She woke up only to find out that her body (which was in a coma state) was being held captive by Nathan 'the Devil!', who was trying to prolong her life. And what was his motive? To kill her by his own hand and torture her to death! Nathan has a deep resentment against Phantomflake as she was the one who assassinated the most precious person in his life. He wanted revenge! And things just got more exciting when a magical creature appeared in front of Phantom's soul, giving her a ridiculous mission in exchange of regaining her body back. "Make him fall in love with you within 100 days!" The flying creature said, pointing his small paws at Nathan who expressionlessly stood next to her sickbed. With her eyes going round, Phantomflake made an 'you-got-to-be-kidding-me' face at the flying creature. No way! That's a mission impossible! This guy loathed her so much. How would she do that??! ****** Excerpt: Nathan grabbed her by her neck. "Don't play tricks with me, Phantomflake." Nathan's cold voice reverberated inside the room, his eyes burning with rage. But Phantomflake just smirked at him, pressing her hands against his chest, her fingers teasing him. "You can't kill me, Nate. Just admit it. You've already fallen for me." With one swift move, Phantomflake pulled his shirt, closing their gaps as she crushed her lips against his lips. Surprisingly, Nathan just found himself responding to her. He lost! He couldn't resist her. ===== I owned the Book Cover (=";"=) Artist: Bea Cortez Join Author's server to get updates and announcements about the book. Discord link: https://discord.gg/WymeFaeQe
ellezar_g · 3.5M Views

~Eclipsed~

Excerpts~ Her blood is a curse—a sweet, deadly curse that I can’t stop tasting. It coats my tongue, warm and heady, like it was made to undo me. I hate her for how good it feels. Hate myself more for not stopping. She doesn’t pull away. No, she’s watching me, her lips curving like she’s already won. Her pulse pounds against my mouth, steady and unafraid, and it makes me want to devour her whole. “Enjoying yourself?” she asks, her voice soft, taunting. I don’t answer. Can’t. My grip tightens around her wrist as I pull back, her blood still burning on my lips. She tilts her head, mockery gleaming in her eyes, and I know she’s baiting me. “Does it bother you,” she whispers, “how easily I let you take it?” The words cut deeper than they should. Before I can think, I shove her back against the wall, my body caging hers. Her smirk doesn’t falter. It dares me. Push harder. “You really don’t know when to stop,” I growl, my voice rough, guttural. “Neither do you,” she murmurs, her gaze dropping to my mouth. And then I snap. I crush my lips to hers, tasting blood and defiance and her. She gasps against me, her fingers curling into my shirt like she’s torn between pushing me away and pulling me closer. Every ounce of self-control I had shatters as I press harder, deeper, desperate to consume her completely. She shouldn’t feel this good. Kissing her should be a mistake. But the way she responds—the way her mouth moves against mine—feels like I’ve just ignited something I’ll never be able to extinguish. **** His kiss is fire. A raw, scorching blaze that steals the breath from my lungs and sets every nerve in my body alight. It’s unexpected, wild, and completely reckless—like him. For a moment, I freeze, my hands against his chest, ready to push him away. I should stop this. I need to stop this. But the heat of his mouth, the way his hands grip my waist like he can’t let go, makes it impossible to move. “Damn it, Killion,” I whisper against his lips, trying to muster the strength to pull back. But then he groans—low, desperate—and it unravels me. He kisses me harder, deeper, and I’m drowning in him. My fingers curl into his shirt, dragging him closer, even as my mind screams at me to stop. This is dangerous. He’s dangerous. But right now, I don’t care. His hands slide to my hips, gripping me like he’s afraid I’ll vanish. I hate how good it feels. Hate how much I want him in this moment, even when I know it’s a bad idea. When he finally pulls back, his breath ragged, his lips are swollen and red. His eyes lock on mine, dark and stormy, and I know we’ve just crossed a line we can never uncross. “You really don’t know when to quit,” I say, my voice shaky, trying to sound composed. His lips twitch, a shadow of his usual smirk. “Neither do you.” ***** In a world where power is the only currency and betrayal is a shadow at every corner, the fae and the demon must navigate a dance of lies and desires, where every touch is a weapon and every secret could shatter their fragile alliance. But as their game of cat and mouse spirals into something more dangerous, they'll discover the line between love and hate is thinner than they ever imagined. And in the Undercity, where hearts burn and, passion can be the deadliest weapon of all. Will she find the truth she seeks, or will she be consumed by the very darkness she's trying to escape?
_Hellion · 48.8K Views

Across the Huron Sea: Lust For Life

Seized by a panic such as she had never experienced in the 21 short years of her life, Mira scrambled against the man's grip, and a whiff of blood mingled with an intoxicating scent of cedar. “Shh,” he murmured, lowering his head. Pressed against his firm chest, she gulped at the dark red seeping through his shirt ivory white. She risked a glimpse up. Under a silver-black phantom half mask was a sculpted face, strands of jet-black hair sweeping his cheeks. Contrasting his pale complexion were those burgundy red lips, above which, a straight nose cast a shadow on his thin eyes the color of onyx. He glanced down at her, his gaze otherworldly. “If you’re thinking of getting on the back of the truck,” he wheezed, his larynx heaving. “Bad idea.” Deep like the rumbling sea and magnetic, his gravelly voice threatened to drown any audience. ----- In a world ten thousand years after ours perishes, the planet is ruled by the First World, consisting of the Commonwealth and the Republic across the Huron Sea. 21-year-old Mira de Armas must escape the Commonwealth after a posse of vigilantes who called themselves the Reds started a revolution and persecuted her stepfather till his death. Disguised as a boy, she smuggles herself to the Republic. As she tries to escape from the Customs, she is caught by the most wanted man of the First World, the last drug lord who has taken out all the Republican cartels. The man offers Mira a deal: in exchange for helping him reach a hidden bunker and treating his gunshot wound, he will ensure her safety. Left with no alternative, Mira joins forces with him and soon discovers his other identity—Dr. Warshon Qusbecq, a renowned physician by day. As their journey unveils old memories and exposes the conspiracy behind the upcoming election of the First World Premier, their relationship shifts from mutual suspicion to affection. Through intellectual sparring and the exchange of personal histories, Mira begins to see the truth behind the villain’s mask: that darkness will always exist for the light to be enjoyed on the other side. How will she handle the danger that anchors her now? I hope you'll enjoy this romantasy.
Ali_Gin · 17.1K Views

Jujutsu Kaisen: beyond infinity

In Jujutsu Kaisen: Beyond Infinity, the world trembles under the weight of cursed spirits, but for Satoru Gojo, the most powerful jujutsu sorcerer, it’s a battle he can handle—until he faces an enemy he never expected: love. Nakamura Sana, burdened by a mysterious curse and haunted by a love from her past, steps into Satoru’s life like a storm, unraveling everything he thought he could control. As the two are drawn together, Satoru begins to feel something he’s never allowed himself to—a connection that threatens the balance of his duty and his heart. But the harsh truth lingers: no matter how much they care for each other, it’s impossible for Satoru to be with her. Bound by his responsibility to protect the world from cursed spirits, and knowing that their futures can never merge, Satoru is torn between love and duty. Sana, still reeling from a past love, must also decide if she’s ready to open her heart again—knowing that it may only bring more pain. With deadly secrets and mounting threats from both cursed spirits and their own inner demons, Satoru and Sana’s bond faces impossible odds. Alongside their allies, Suguru Geto and Shoko Ieiri, they must navigate a world that tests not only their strength but the very core of their hearts. Jujutsu Kaisen: Beyond Infinity is a high-stakes emotional journey, where love collides with fate and where even the most powerful sorcerer can’t always protect what matters most.
0pointsixdegreeC · 354.2K Views

SEDUCING MR BABYSITTER

Diana stood in front of his door fumbling with the knob. it wasn't like she was scared to enter his room as this won't be the first time she was entering and neither would it be the last. She was about to do something very wild and may be stupid of her but this was the definition of her and it won't change. Sighing and taking a heavy breath,she opened the door closing it behind her and she met him on his bed with his back kissing the surface of his bed...shirtless as usual. he really didn't like putting on a shirt from what she had gathered. "Diana..what the hell are you doing here?" He said sitting up to reveal the cross on his chest and his sleeve tattoo on the left arm. he also had the drawing of a skull at the right. "We made a deal remember?"she reminded him and he raised one brow up to ask 'what deal?' Diana was wearing a smirk looking so wicked and Xavier could not help but wonder what she was up to. standing up fully from his bed,he went to stand in front of her. "What deal Diana?" "I got a tattoo" she bursted the news to him and his facial expression said it all,he was shaken up. "You got a whaa?" "Tattoo....I got a tattoo" "Are you fucking with me.. please tell me you're messing with me Diana" It felt so good to hear him curse. it sounded so seductive coming from him... everything he does is seductive... FOCUS DIANA..NOT NOW,she said slapping herself internally. "I'm being serious" she made it clear to him incase he e was having problems believing it. "Diana I told you not to get a tattoo" "Not exactly as I remember,you dared me to get a tattoo" "Your dad is gonna be mad" "It's my body..I get to do what I want" "How many tattoos did you get?" "Three" "Three? isn't that too much?" "Speak for your self. you got your whole sleeve tattooed, you've one on your chest and you've one on your right arm...who has the most tattoos now?" "That's me, I'm a male and I'm not underage" she scoffed when she heard him. "So now,I'm underage? I'll be 19 next year...I think I'm off age to make my own decisions" "You're still under your father's roof" " I will be moving out...and besides,he won't know...unless you're gonna tell him" Xavier sighed. this girl who stood in front of him could be so stubborn at times. How could such a pretty face be this stubborn?, he asked himself. "Can I at least see the tattoos you got?" "yeah sure." Taking off her shirt to reveal the black tank top she was wearing underneath it, she turned to her side so she could reveal her left arm. "Fuck!! you got a skull?"And for the second time since she entered his room,he cursed again.... why do it seductively?,she said in her mind. "Yes I did..what's wrong with it?" "Couldn't you get a flower or something feminine?" that was the samething the tattooist had said. "If you could get a skull,why can't I?" "I'm a man... Dianne..you're a girl, the whole point of being a girl is being girly and getting a butterfly or flower tattoo is something that is girly" "Well I don't want to be girly if I can't get a skull tattoo" He heard her say " And besides, I got a flower tattoo" She showed her belly which was now very visible as she was wearing a tank top. "And where's the other?"He asked as his eyes scanned her body for the last one. "I rather not say" He scoffed when he heard her.did she really get the tattoo in that place he was thinking of? "Besides you still have to keep the end of your deal" "And what was the deal again?" "If I get a tattoo before Wednesday, you would fulfill one thing I ask for and if I don't get a tattoo before Wednesday,I would do what you want" "I won so you will fulfill one thing I ask for" "Fine,what do you want?" "Kiss me...."
Ava_precie · 26.5K Views
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