~Fucking you is all about me~ ~l know what you're, you not a human but a witch~ ~Am a vampire, you a witch~ ~Am gonna fuck you like one~ THE VAMPIRE'S DESIRES 18+ I was trembling The fact that he had taken ownership of me and forced me to lay here with him was repulsive. I tried to pull away but he quickly grabbed me again. "Don't tell me not to touch what's mine again , you get a pass because of the day you have had but don't forget it that fucking you is all about me ,once l change my mind you will receive it hard", He growled while pulling me more to him.
THE VAMPIRE'S DESIRES 18+
~Fucking you is all about me~
~l know what you're, you not a human but a witch~
~Am a vampire, you a witch~
~Am gonna fuck you like one~
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SCARLETT'S POV.
The dead deer lay on the side of the old country road. It's bloated corpse was sorrounded by flies and buzzards circling over its head, waiting for their moment to land and gorge themselves on the feast awaiting them. The scent of decay wafted through the air. I got the feeling that it was more than just one creature laying before me. It's ultimately met the end from the front of the semi truck.
Whatever the utterly putrid smell was coming from the woods beyond. This deer wasn't the only unfortunate soul in the circle of life today. My camera clicked as I took another photo of the poor creature's tongue dangling from it's maw. With some light editing, these photos will look great on my blog.
Few people were interested in all things morbid and dark but I didn't care. My photos were thrilling. My college professors didn't particularly enjoy my photography style, however that never bothered me. Rising from a crouch, l carefully placed my camera back in the bag. A chilly air blew over me and lifted up the ends of my recently dyed black hair.
The fall weather in New England had more of a bite than it did back home in Texas causing me to shiver within my over sized Metallica hoodie. October in New England was good and I had to admit it. I haven't been in this area since I was young girl and the sight of vibrant red, burnt orange and pale yellow leaves in the trees was breath taking.
There was a smell of recent rain on the ground. I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply to draw that sense of nature into myself. It was invigorating to smell the storm and feel the bite in the air. I kept walking down the side of the main road into town and away from the bus stop, feeling the crunch of gravel under my Doc Martin's as l went.
In the distance l saw the aging stone and wooden sign welcoming me to the town my family originated from ages ago.
Welcome to Willow Wood.
My feet carried me along the road where the first fallen leaves of the season were withering away. The last tiny white wild flowers of the season were still attempting to grow up through the grass. Ignoring the leaves, Willow Wood looked much like l remembered as I entered town. If was positively miniscule compared to Dallas.
Downtown was barely larger than an entire square block and main Street really was just unimpressive street. The only thiing that astounded about downtown Willow was the architecture and the fact that these buildings we're still standing. Although I wasn't a history buff, l could now appreciate the historic sights while imagining what life might have been like hundreds of years ago.
As l made my way through the town , what caught my attention was the sense of abandonment. In the Summers l spent here as a child. I would have sworn these streets were always bustling yet now l barely saw a soul walking around. The shops were clearly open but no one was out.
Even for a Wednesday afternoon, l thought that was odd. My great aunt's house was only another ten miles away so l adjusted my bag on my shoulder and soldiered on. Just as l rounded the corner of the main Street , l surprisingly saw two women exiting a small bakery. Ever since I walked around willow wood, these were the first people my eyes have seen.
Quietly l walked however just as l walking behind them,the conversation I heard instantly made my heart to skip a beat. "Did you hear about the Faraway's little girl?", A woman in her late thirties murmured. Her face pulled down, stressing her early wrnkles as she gossiped with her companion. The other woman was slightly aging with fading red hair. She was nodding passively as they walked through the empty street.
"I did know about Faraway's little girl, l always tell my kids not to walk out of the house as soon as the sun goes down", She responded. "It's not safe it's dangerous'. You know they say that they haven't found her body ever since that time", The other one spoke.
"And they won't find her, when people in this place go missing, there's nothing to find", She shook her head and they walked in the boutique.
A frown appeared on my face after listening to their conversation. These streets were once full of people and you never heard of a missing person but things were no longer the same. There was a reason why mom and dad decided to leave this place quickly..
I was also curious but then Great Aunt Matilda Gomez always kept telling me that "There must always be a Gomez in Willow Wood" . She kept saying it for a pretty good time so l decided to come since I was also a Gomez. 'Scarlett Gomez' She also stayed in here for a pretty good time but she was so old so mom and dad came and picked up The excitement instantly swelled when I stopped in front of the waist high iron gate to Aunt Matilda's home.
The lights were off inside as l expected it would be. I dug into my pockets for the keys but then just as l was looking for them, l felt all the hairs on the back of my head raise up. The sun was already setting up but I inwardly felt like l was being watched. I bodily shivered and whipped around. I searched the front yard and street. Surprisingly there was no single soul walking around but I still felt inwardly like l was being watched by an invisible creature.
My stomach knotted and I moved faster to unlock the door. I held my breath feeling clumsier than ever as I struggled to shove the key in the key and turn it. My hands trembled and I felt like I forgot to open up a door. That feeling of something terrifying watching me grew stronger on the back of my head.
I was sweating, totally afraid.
Let me make love to you tonight, beautiful Brynne." He hovered over my face. "Please." "But I can't stay the ni ....", His mouth swallowed my protests as he stretched me out on his soft, plush bed and started touching my body. Kissing my body. Heating my body until any conscious thought I had before this point fled my brain and kept on going. I was breaking my rules, and I was very aware of that fact as Ethan's tongue swirled over my hardened nipples, alternating between little scrapes of teeth followed by soft stroking to soothe what he'd done. ONE NIGHT OF PURE DESIRE 18+
HIS SEX SLAVE. *The devil's hostage* (She was the light not until when she was captured by the king of darkness) ~~~~~ Mithran Princess Adora Solen is on her way to be married when her kingdom's centuries old foe, the Thanatens, attack her carriage. Taken as a captive, she's swept up in an adventure of darkness.... and a dangerous desire for the enemy. She cannot resist the devilishly handsome king of darkness. Also the King of Shadows, Caliban Mor'gen, doesn't know what he's getting himself into when he takes Adora as his captive. For the first time in his life, he craves the kiss of the sun. He wanted her for revenge but she was so beautiful.
~l have never had a threesome with anyone~ ~But still fuck me~ TAKEN TWICE. 18+. Karen Ryder ran away from her abusive boyfriend and swore never to fall in love with any other man but she instead fall in love with not one but two men.... In fact brothers. Twisted pasts and unforeseen future leaves her breathless and though innocent about the threesome thingy, she ends up exploring her darkest fantasies and feelings. Things were all good not until when one brother got jealousy, possessive and wanted her to be his only. This was so hard for her to decide since she loved both brothers.
~He is a porn star and he has no feeling for any woman~ ~It is just sex, no feeling involved; so fuck me like a pornstar~ **** Raelynn Williams was moving clear across the country to start a new life but fate had other plans. On her way she met an arrogant guy who she realizes later that he is her neighbor. During the process, she unintentionally ended up having a night stand with him. This was however a mistake because after that night, sex with him became her addiction. This went on for a good couple of months until when Raelynn realized that it wasn't just sex. However just as she was falling in love with him, she shockingly realized that he was a porn star. A porn star who had no feeling for her.
Love me or hate me either way, I will fuck you every night. **** I needed to be inside of her again so desperately that the moment she moved enough that her legs parted, I couldn't help myself. She was already wet again, and my cock slipped inside of her with shocking ease. Her right heat gripped me so exquisitely I thought I would burst. In the room's silence, I could hear her breathing pick up, but when I looked down, she still appeared asleep. Yet she now clenched her eyes shut and her lips parted in a silent moan. I let more of my weight settle on her as I pushed deeper inside of her slick pussy. Her body welcomed me eagerly, and I exhaled sharply at the satisfaction of filling her. Fucking Rhea was the best experience of my life. I wanted to have her as much as I could. Something told me she enjoyed me as well. The way in her and how she moaned when she came on my cock seemed genuine. "Aleksander," she whispered my name, and I shoved into her harder at the sound of her breathy voice. "Ah!" She gasped and her arms flew up to wrap around my ribs.
WARNING!!! 18+ He was watching me as I rode his cock. With our eyes locked together, l began to feel it, it felt so fucking good. His eyes traveled from my eyes , down over my body and stopped at my southern parts. He watched me as I fucked him. It was such a turn on that l couldn't stop , no matter how hard I tried. "Touch yourself, show me how you like to be touched, Rianna....", His eyes came back to mine for a split second before l slid my hands up to my breasts. As l began to massage them and lightly pinch my nipples between my fingers, l watched John watch my every move. His thrusts became more intense as he watched me. "Yeah that's it", He growled. "Fucking hell, woman" *A Night With The Guy Next Door* It isn't normal for a student to have transfer to a completely different university on the opposite side of the country during their last year but Rianna had never been normal and neither her life. Staying at her old school meant putting herself into a scandalous position, forever staining her record while leaving meant she could start over. Choosing to leave, Rianna soon meets a sinfully attractive guy by the man of John who lives next door. However though he was devilishly handsome, there was something very mysterious and dark about him that Rianna couldn't put her finger on. She was desperate to know more about him and one evening of snooping around where she couldn't have been puts her in a very dangerous situation. She just hopes that their Sexual relationship would be enough for him not to kill her. He is dark and scaring.
Three years ago, Cecilia was left battered and alone by the man she loved most, Alston, yet she bravely completed the wedding ceremony while pregnant. Three years later, although they were married, they grew apart over time. Cecilia focused on her career, no longer foolishly believing in love. But her transformation instantly threw Alston into a panic... And what is the secret from 11 years ago that Cecilia has always been reluctant to reveal? *** "She went to a law firm, met with a lawyer..." A lawyer? Is Cecilia suing someone? Who? Is there any recent litigation against the company? Alston suddenly chuckled coldly, "Who could she sue? I'm the CEO of this company. How come such a matter doesn't come to me first?" The assistant swallowed nervously, speaking softly, "Sir, there's no litigation against the company. She met with... a divorce lawyer."
“Gabriel Bryce, how can you stand being so shameless?” Leonica asked, staring daggers at her atrocious husband and his mistress. “This is the house gifted to my by grandmother, yet you dare bring another woman into it? Aren’t you afraid that grandmother would be disappointed with you actions…?” Leonica’s words remained unfinished as an enraged Gabriel swung his hand through the air, smacking his palm clean on her left cheek. Leonica held her throbbing cheek, eyes wide and teary as she stared at her husband who glared down at her ferociously. “The nerves of you to mention my grandmother. You have no right to do so!” He spat, taking a step forward and jabbing his index finger painfully into her shoulder, making her take several steps back. “Bare this in mind, Leonica Romero, if not for the wishes of my late grandmother, I’d much rather be dead than associate myself with somebody like you.” *~*~* *~*~* Leonica Romero has always had a long time crush on Gabriel Bryce, CEO of Bryce Empire and Norway’s Business tyrant. Fortunately, at the request of his Ill grandmother, her family’s long time friend, Leonica gets the chance to marry her beloved. Feeling elated, she abandoned her position and dream job in the Romero household and becomes a humble housewife for Gabriel. However, Three years later, on the day of Gabriel’s grandmother’s funeral, Leonica is stunned speechless when he demands for a divorce, as his ex girlfriend Angelina Fernandez had suddenly returned, proclaiming her undying love for him. But that wasn’t the only shock Leonica received that day. Hours after Gabriel’s declaration for a divorce, Leonica wakes up in the hospital to a shocking news. She was two months pregnant. And Gabriel knew nothing about this!
Sheila had her back against the wall when her family tried to force her to marry an awful old man. In a fit of rage, she hired a gigolo to act as her husband. She thought the gigolo needed money and did this for a living. Little did she know that he was nothing like that. One day, he pulled off his mask and revealed himself to be the world's top magnate. This marked the beginning of their love. He showered her with everything she could ever want. They were happy. However, unexpected circumstances soon posed a threat to their love. Would Sheila and her husband make it through the storm? Find out!
Cathryn, an orphan with no family ties to Grayson, regarded him only as family. He, however, valued her as a precious jewel. From their very first encounter, Cathryn's destiny was intertwined with his. Once lonely and desiring affection, she was ensnared by his love, unable to break free. Eventually, she managed to escape his emotional clutches. Shockingly, she had fallen for someone else. Grayson confronted her sharply. "How could you feel for another?" Unable to meet his eyes, she whispered, "You're family. I can't..." Looking down, he pressed further. "You can't, or you wouldn’t dare?"
6 years ago, Lydia suffered a brutal betrayal orchestrated by her own husband and step-sister, who drugged her and framed her. In a twist of fate, she ended up having a one-night stand with a stranger. Don't even remember what he looked like. Later, in the throes of death, she discovered the truth about her mother's death all those years ago. In the blink of an eye, she lost everything. 6 years later, Lydia returned with her genius son, vowing to exact revenge on all her enemies! Little did she know, she encountered an incredibly familiar man at the airport! *** The man was briskly pushing open the door to the restroom, heading to the urinal. Even with such a mundane action, he did it with unparalleled elegance and grace. Lydia, following him in a daze, saw his fierce lower body and suddenly snapped back to reality. She let out a high-pitched scream, instinctively covering her eyes with her hands, her cheeks flushed, and stood there stiffly, unsure of what to do. Lambert furrowed his brows slightly but remained calm as he continued to relieve himself. The sound of water hitting the urinal made Lydia's face even redder. She angrily shouted, "You pervert!" Little did Lydia know that Lambert, seeing her in this state, had a flicker of recognition in his eyes. Memories from many years ago flashed through his mind, and his heart couldn't help but stir. It was her!
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!