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The Undead's Personal Slave

Samantha never expected to find magic in her hometown, let alone in a dimly lit bar on a rainy Tuesday night. Yet here she was, perched on a barstool at the Black Swan, her world about to tilt on its axis. The air thrummed with an otherworldly energy she couldn't quite place. Ethereal dancers moved like smoke across the floor, their bodies fluid and mesmerizing. As Samantha nursed her drink, she felt the weight of curious stares prickling her skin. That's when she saw him. Marcus. A name she didn't know yet, but one that would soon be etched into her very soul. Their eyes locked across the crowded room, and Samantha's breath caught in her throat. He moved with predatory grace, all lean muscle and barely restrained power. Their first interaction was as intoxicating as it was bewildering. One moment, he was her gallant protector, rescuing her from an overly aggressive drunk. The next, his eyes hardened to chips of ice as he snarled, "Stupid girl," before melting into the shadows. Samantha's mind reeled, but her body hummed with an excitement she couldn't explain. Little did she know, this encounter was merely the first step into a world beyond her wildest fantasies – a realm where vampires ruled the night and pain blurred exquisitely with pleasure. As she delved deeper into this hidden society, Samantha found herself drawn to the intoxicating blend of power, submission, and supernatural allure. The crack of a whip, the whisper of leather, the exquisite sting of fangs – each sensation pushed her boundaries and ignited desires she never knew existed. But with every ecstatic high came the sobering reality of danger. Vampire politics were as deadly as they were intricate, and Samantha soon realized she was a pawn in a game where the stakes were life, death, and eternal servitude. As she left the Black Swan that night, Samantha couldn't shake the feeling that she stood on the precipice of something life-changing. She had no idea how right she was, or how deeply she would fall into a passionate, dangerous dance with forces beyond her imagination. The real question was: in this world where pleasure and peril intertwined so intimately, would she emerge empowered... or lose herself completely?
rach_sales · 123.3K Views

Personal Taste

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] "What if everything went exactly as we wanted it to? But then, if everything in life went as planned, what fun would that be?" _____ Pretty, chubby, and innocent 23-year-old Cordae has always dreamt of living a stress-free, long life. Creating a beautiful life for herself has been her ultimate goal, but it turns out that even a "beautiful life" is as expensive as anything else in this world, as she can't even afford a beautiful life as well as a long one. Cordae is terminally ill and is sure to die anytime soon. But regardless of that fact, she's determined to fulfill her dreams of making a beautiful life for herself, even if it's just for a little while. She's equally hell-bent on wanting to know what "loving someone romantically" feels like and is resolute in her determination to experience such. Her life suddenly takes a surprising turn as she crosses paths with Liam Xander; a 28-year-old, cold-hearted, business tycoon who grew up with the mentality that "love" is nothing but a word that comprises of four letters. But that made him the one for Cordae. Liam perfectly fits the description of whom she wants, as she doesn't actually want anyone to fall for her or anything of that sort; all thanks to the fear of leaving them all alone when she eventually dies, but wants to love someone romantically in order to at least, fulfill one of her numerous dreams. Their totally distinct worlds collide. The mysteries surrounding Liam will slowly be uncovered. Will Cordae be able to handle whatever Liam throws at her? Will Liam be able to see that "love" isn't just a 4-lettered-word? Will they be able to overcome whatever comes their way? ↡ ↡ ↡ ↡ ↡ PS - Cover photo NOT mine. Photo credits to the rightful owner.
Ochassy_ · 11K Views

Decietful Allure (Around the fireplace series)

The light of the fireplace cast long shadows on the wall, the fire reflected in the eyes of the woman sitting on the couch with a blanket over her shoulders. She had a bittersweet smile on her face as her mind traveled to the past days, nights long passed, nights she shared with her family when she was a kid. Memories she hoped to bring alive if possible. First story: a story adaptation of a popular folklore in Nigeria; The Princess and the half man; She had sworn on her mother's grave never to be blinded by emotions. But It'd seem she took after her mom in that aspect after all. Throwing all caution to the wind just for a man. She had thought she was different from the rest, leave it to reality to smack her back to her senses. Her feelings for her dad was complicated, she could say she hated him, but that was not quite true, no matter what, he was still her father. The one who pampers and gives in to her every whim. She knew it was partly guilt and the fact she was his only daughter out of a battalion of boys that contributed to his attitude towards her. But so what, she didn't care much for affection, all she had cared for was getting what she wanted, and that had been true about her, until now. Authors note: As a kid my dad will always sit us down at night, outside, in the darkness and tell us the most delightful stories of kingdoms long passed, Princesses and princes, magical creatures, much to the delight of us kids. But there's not much of that nowadays. So I want to share these delightful stories with everyone and I hope by doing this, these stories will not get lost in the sands of time. Thank you, have a nice read.
Jessica_Konju_5763 · 5.3K Views
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