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Rose Cookies

So yeah. Rose Cookies. This isn’t your usual power fantasy or deep character study. It’s just… something that came out of my brain—and maybe yours too. Keanu, the guy you’re reading about, isn’t really a person. He doesn’t have a personality, no tragic backstory, no moral compass. He’s just there. Walking, talking, smiling. And then suddenly—violence. Out of nowhere. Why? Because sometimes, life just pushes people. You keep swallowing the little stuff—awkward silences, fake laughs, getting ignored, getting talked over, being the nice one. Over and over. And then one day, something in you snaps… or at least, wants to. Not gonna lie, a lot of these scenes are born from real stories. Not the stabbings, obviously, but the feelings. Stuff I’ve gone through. Stuff people have told me. That quiet, helpless frustration when you just sit there thinking, “Why do I keep letting this happen?” And maybe, for a second, your brain throws out the worst possible solution just to see how it feels. Keanu is that. He’s not a person. He’s an impulse. He’s what happens when all that built-up patience finally tips. Some chapters will be hilarious. Some will be disturbing. Some will make zero sense. That’s intentional. Life doesn’t stick to genre rules, so neither does this. Thanks for reading. Or hate-reading. Or doomscrolling (I sincerely doubt that) your way into this mess. I’m writing it like a fever dream and trying to surprise myself, so if it gets weird, don’t say I didn’t warn you. – Sincerely, Showerhead
showerhead · 1.6K Views

Pregnant by the Mafia boss

**"Leave me alone! Please, just let me go!"** My voice cracked as I thrashed in his iron grip, but it was useless. He scooped me up effortlessly, his hold unyielding, carrying me off to a fate I couldn’t escape. This can’t be happening. Not now. Not like this. "I don’t want this," I whispered, my voice raw with terror. "Please… just let me go." My pleas barely reached his ears, or if they did, he didn’t care. His silence was louder than any threat, his indifference a dagger to my chest. A heartbeat later, my body hit the softness of a king-sized bed, but there was no comfort in it. My tears had nearly dried, leaving only silent sobs wracking my frame. I forced myself to speak, desperation lacing every syllable. "Luciano, please," I choked out. "If I’ve wronged you in any way, I’m sorry. But don’t punish me like this." A deafening crack split the air, and before I could react, fire exploded across my cheek. The force of the slap sent my head whipping to the side, my skin stinging from the brutal contact. The room pulsed with danger. **"No one calls me by my name,"** he growled, his voice like crushed glass—sharp, merciless. **"And no one tells me what to do."** His fingers curled under my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze. Cold, dark, and bottomless, his eyes held no mercy, no hesitation. "You will warm my bed," he murmured, his voice dangerously soft, laced with cruel intent. "You will satisfy my every craving, no matter how disastrous, no matter how dark." A wicked smirk ghosted over his lips, his grip tightening. "Because you are mine to break. And no one stops me." He leaned in, his breath fanning against my trembling lips. "Now… come here." --- Story by white pheonix
Ivory_Smart_2462 · 17.2K Views

White lightning

The writing will get better, after the first volume it will end on 25 to 30 or even less, but after that, I promise you it will get better ——————————————————— At the prestigious Hunter Academy of Erevos, Eno Spencer stood on the cusp of his graduation, just weeks away from a pivotal event that would define his future. This event, seemingly the culmination of his training, would ignite a journey far more treacherous than he could ever anticipate. Beneath the surface, a shadowed force awaited—an insidious presence poised to unravel everything Eno held dear, threatening to consume his very essence and steer his fate into a darkness he couldn’t yet comprehend. ——————————————————— Authur notes sorry about the synopsis being too vague it’s because it’s my first novel and I don’t know how to do synopsis and I didn’t want to accidentally put a spoilers so I made it vague Hey guys, I just wanted to let you know that I’ve officially released my original novel, White Lightning! To be honest, I’ve had a lot of anxiety about both my novel and my fanfiction. I kept wondering if they were good enough—if my novel sounded too much like a fanfiction, if I could properly stretch out the story and plotlines. It took me a while, but eventually, I realized that none of that really matters. I started writing because I enjoy it—not because I care about whether people think it’s good or not. If they like it, great. If not, that’s fine too. So I’ll say this now: my novel will have a fanfiction-like feel, and I won’t be dragging out the story just to reach thousands of chapters. As for my writing schedule, releases might be a bit random at times since I’ll still be working on my fanfictions. But don’t worry—I’m not abandoning them. My novel, my DC fanfiction, and my Marvel fanfiction will remain my main priorities. The Fairy Tail one, on the other hand, won’t get as much focus, though I’ll still release chapters for it occasionally. Regarding my DC fanfiction, I’ve reached the point where the story enters the comic book timeline. I won’t be releasing any new chapters for it until my Marvel fanfiction reaches that same stage. Unfortunately, I don’t think we’ll get there as quickly as we did with the DC one, but we’ll see how things go. That’s all I wanted to say! Thanks for sticking with me, and I hope you enjoy what’s coming next. also the story will get much better after the first volume which should be around 30 chapters
7_night · 3.6K Views

Alpha's Pregnant Omega

After living in hellish prison for 16 years, you're finally rescued. But what do you do when you soon realize that there is now a thread, a connection to the warden you've escaped from? BLURB: He could clearly see the way the water droplets ran down her back. The brown curls, almost black due to being wet, stuck to it, gave such an alluring contrast to her skin that seemed to glow in the moonlight. She turned, causing her ample breast to come into view. A single droplet hung precariously from a pebbled nipple. Was his eyesight always this sharp? It appeared like a pearl, begging to be licked away. He groaned as he could almost taste the cool freshness on his tongue before it was replaced with the heat of her flushed skin. Unzipping his jeans caused his member spring forth, drenched in the constant precum that flowed. Just the thought of sucking on her breast made him groan in frustrated desperation. He buried his face between the fleshly orbs. Biting and licking, he was pleased to see his marks on her skin. A fierce desire to possess came over him and even his wolf growled at the feeling. How is it that she smells even better that the soap she just used? Other Omegas used the same kind, yet their smell would cause his stomach to feel upset. Inhaling again, he pinning her against a tree. The same tree he was hiding behind before. Lifting her up, he devoured her lips while wrapping her long legs around his waist. Slightly bending his knees, he entered her in one deep thrust. She was hot and tight. So tight that if it wasn't for her juices, he wouldn't be able to move. Gripping himself tighter, his imagination became wild. Just thinking about her breathy moans or her screams of pleasure caused a shudder to pass through him as he came into the tissue he had thoughtfully grabbed. Why, why not just take what he so obviously wants? What's stopping him? If it were anyone else, he would have slacked his lust, had some fun, and moved on. The fact that this question ran through his mind without an answer was the reason for his pain.
Kelenne · 99.4K Views
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