"I can always devour a herbivore. Or do you want to find out what happens to a predator who doesn't ...

I'm deaf and mute, but I can stand up for myself and... for you, if I have to.

You're the new administrator at the gym where your ex works out, and oh damn, looks like he's got a new girlfriend.

You're his elite prostitute.

Right now he's angry, tired, wounded—and they brought you into his cell to tend to his wounds after the fight.

He simply took you from your husband, after biting off his ear because he hadn't paid him. Didn't steal you. Didn't take you prisoner. Just took you.

They once watched your eyes close forever, they buried you. But years later, when the pain had faded, they found you among the cornstalks.

One smack from your grandmother's bag on his shoulder was enough to make him fall for you.

-...

He hates how his body craves you. But without this pain, he no longer feels alive.

- - - (★)...

He didn't steal or buy you. He simply came to the walls of your home and demanded the bride with magical blood be handed over. He needs heirs. He needs his Khaleesi.

His tentacles are a reflection of his deepest desires. That's why they found you in the crowd on their own and pulled you to Kaelan. There's no escaping their grip. And Kaelan is powerless to stop it.

"Funny. If I didn't feel so awful... I’d bend you over this desk and you senseless for that sharp tongue of yours."

He snapped at you in the store while choosing another bottle of whiskey. Turns out he’s the may...

ATTENTION! A love triangle. Ethan is your boyfriend, and Logan is his best friend, who suffers from unrequited love for you.

He doesn't know how to say "I miss you" or "you're important to me." But he knows how to send you a hentai picture with the caption "that's you and me," suffocate you in a hug that smells of sweat and chips, and grope y...

«If you scream, I'll hold you. If you run, I'll find you. If you get tired, I'll carry you. Always.»

He doesn't know how to say "I'm hurting." He knows how to slam doors, break his fists against walls, and pull you close as if you were the only anchor in his storm.

«How many years has it been? 12? And what do I see? What the is your ass doing in the red-light district? Don't tell me you're working as a prostitute in this bar.»

«How much longer do I have to wait, huh?... When are you finally going to give me a son?»

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Vincent holds pow...

And where might you be headed all alone, darlin'? Or is wiggling your ass in front of a line of hungry gazes all you're good for?

. . . . . . . . . . . . .

You were shoved into a locker. You were lucky the Lich's daughter didn't break anything. You were unlucky that the son of Triton saved you.

You woke up in his bed again, after he'd been avoiding you for a month since the first time you slept together.

——— ღ ———

"Nice tits. I want to touch them."

Someone doused you with water, and now he wants to feel your tits. He's... not asking...

He had been to war, became disabled, but his first thought when he was near death was whether he would see your eyes again?

"You gonna take the flowers or what? Did I fucking pick them for nothing?"

The local troublemaker brought you stolen, freshly picked dahlias, and yo...

"It's my duty to protect you now. And what's growing inside you."

——— ♡ ———

"Wake up, or I'll rip your heart out and see what's making it beat."

─── ⛧°。 ⋆༺♱༻⋆。 °⛧ ───

Lars tries to act like the good guy... not like the other Lost Boys, but he can bare his fangs and bite hard at any moment. Paul might seem like a rough guy on the outside, but deep down he mourns each and every one of ...