𝟏𝟔 + | mattheo riddle fanfiction | 𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖎𝖓𝖓𝖊𝖗 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖘𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖆𝖎𝖓𝖙. enemies to lovers {no slowburn} abgeschlossene story wordcount: 70k+ bonuskapitel ✓ lesezeit: 6h 23 min Auszug: »Fahr zur Hölle, Mattheo«, schrie ich und versuchte zu fliehen, doch er packte meinen Arm und zog mich zurück, hielt mich fest in seiner Gewalt. Ein dunkles, gefährliches Lachen drang aus den Tiefen seiner Kehle und ließ das Blut in meinen Adern zu Eis gefrieren. »Was glaubst du wo ich herkomme, Zara Darling?«, sagte er amüsiert und brachte unsere Gesichter jetzt auf dasselbe Level. Sofort ertrank ich in dem endlosen See seiner dunklen Augen, fiel immer tiefer und tiefer in seinen magischen, schier hypnotisierenden Bann. cover by @swafflxs

You were a hunter. One of the many hunters that didn't get quite along with Lucifer, but Crowley had a soft spot for you that he usually didn't have with hunters. The Crowley also loves to play tricks with the Winchesters, that you befriended, but this time he decides to push the limits with Dean and his love life. How far will Dean Winchester go to be with a lonely, but his beautiful angel, hunter. ****DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS****

The year was 1943, on a cold spring day in Kraków the SS Hauptsturmführer Amon Goeth drove through the ghettos to get to the labour camp Plaszów. Where he quickly gets an eye for his maid, the young jewess Helen Hirsch. Highest ranking in #Amon Goeth

All she wanted was a fairytale, he gave up on that fairytale. She forgave him for everything, the pain, the suffering, everything that went into that relationship, forgiven. Until they met again. She never stopped being his 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺𝘥𝘰𝘭𝘭.

︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵ Angeline glanced up at Theodore after taking a long sip of her favourite drink, he looked back at her with amused eyes motioning to the whipped cream she had managed to get on her cheek. "Pardon me, do I have something on my face?" the angel asked as she felt heat rush to her cheeks, she was beyond embarrassed. "Yes baby, right here" he pointed to his face to demonstrate, her face growing redder at his use of the pet name. She wiped at her cheek with no success in removing the sugary fluff. Theodore quietly chuckled at the look on her face, her eyebrows were furrowed in confusion, she was beyond flustered. "Let me do the honours, sweet girl" he leaned across the checkered table with a mischievous glint in his eyes. Angeline's eyes widened when she felt his soft lips connect with her face to kiss away the tasty whipped cream. She let out a low squeak when he pecked her cheek and then the corner of her pouty lips before leaning back in his chair. "Ya taste even sweeter than the strawberry milkshake," he smirked playfully. ♡🍒 Milkshake kisses is an adorable little love story that takes place in Oklahoma in the late 60s and early 70s. I had been writing quite often so i decided to put some pieces together to create a cute romance short story. If you love fluff this is the perfect read for you.

" W..what are you-" " Do you want me to show all those people who you belong to the easy way or the hard way?" He says deeply, a dark look in his eyes as he looks down at my lips then back to my eyes. I feel my heart start to beat insanely fast at his close presence, the smell of his expensive cologne intoxicating me, almost like he was trying to lure me into his lips. • Sofia Novikov, youngest daughter of the Russian Mafia leader was kept away from the public eye her whole life. Her sister Anastasia Novikov however was always in the spotlight. With her perfect figure and personality everyone adored her. She was the sunshine and could do anything you could think of, she was everything any girl wished to be. What happens when ruthless and cold hearted Italian Mafia leader Connor Agosti is to be arranged in a marriage with one of the Novikov sister?

"WE NEED TO FUCKING CATCH HIM!" the bastard running behind me, yelled to his partner. It was was the middle of the night, I was running away, not caring about anything but getting myself out of this mess. I turned left and kept running as fast as I could, I've never been in this neighbourhood before. I looked around searching for any escape when I spotted an open window, fuck yeah. It was a bit high but I could manage. I climbed one of the trees close enough to the window and got in, It was a dark room, I looked around and almost choke on my own saliva from the shock. A little girl was sleeping peacefully on her small bed... ♡♡︎♡︎ She was the quiet girl, a nobody. He was the opposite a criminal, a well known one...He saw her just once and couldn't get her out of his mind.

Here I was, 4 A.M in my shower, thinking about how good my cock would feel buried inside her pussy. How desperate I am to destroy her insides and breed her until sh- no-I couldn't handle it anymore. I imagined her legs wrapped around my waist as I fucked her senselessly. Our eyes would lock while I whispered sweet nothings. Then I'd flip her over, arching her back and digging her head into the mattress, suffocating her just a little, and then ramming into her without warning. I sound like a sadist but I can't help it. The things she makes my body do, I've never felt this with another woman. June is obsessed with Amirlya. Severely obsessed. So obsessed that he has control on her every move, eyes on her every step, and lurks in the shadows when she doesn't notice. Amirlya on the other hand just wants to be left alone. With years of tormenting, she is tired of constantly falling victim to June's strange possessiveness and frightening authority over her. However, that all changes when he strangely decides to reform himself, into a better man, for her sake. Will his attempt at improvement woo her over? Or make things worse? WILL EDIT AFTER IM DONE WITH THE BOOK Started: 10/26/2024 Finished: 12/1/2024 #69 bwwm 11/16/24 #59 bwwm 11/19/24 #39 bwwm 11/19/24 #31 bwwm 11/23/24 #23 bwwm 11/24/24 #2 aggressive 12/1/24 #21 bwwm 1/2/25 #19 bwwm 1/3/25 #16 bwwm 1/5/25

COMPLETED ✔️ "You really want to lose your life?" I snap, pressing the knife until a thick bead of blood appears. Josh doesn't flinch. If anything... he gets harder. "Try me," he says against my mouth-soft, intimate, deadly. For a second, I forget what I'm doing-caught in the way he smells, the heat of his body, the quiet hunger in his eyes. His hand snaps to my wrist, twisting with ease. The knife drops. "Next time you reach for a knife..." His breath ghosts down my neck. "I'll reach for my gun." *** Kate has perfected the art of pretending. At home, she's the innocent daughter, playing her role flawlessly. Beneath the surface, she's a rebel shaped by trauma, driven by a need to control before anyone can hurt her first. When Josh-her mother's new boyfriend-moves in, Kate decides to pull him into her web, expose whatever he's hiding, and push him out of their lives for good. Even though Josh makes her feel things she shouldn't, Kate knows she can't let herself slip. A reserved lawyer with a past he's desperate to keep buried, Josh came into Kate's life because of her. Whatever he knows, whatever he's running from, he's determined to keep it hidden, including his growing feelings. He wants to do the right thing. To be loyal. To be a good person. But when Kate starts digging too deep, Josh realizes he'll do anything to stop her-even if it means breaking her piece by piece.

"Do you know what I do to girls who don't answer when they're spoken to?" she murmured, her voice dripping with quiet menace under the mask. "N-no," Salma breathed, her voice barely audible as she kept her eyes locked on Nerezza's dark eyes. Nerezza hummed, tilting Salma's chin up with a gloved hand, her grip firm but teasing. "I fuck the answers out of them," she whispered, each word slow and deliberate. ••••• Salma, a well known radio show host, is used to strange calls-but nothing like this. One Wednesday morning, an anonymous woman dials in live on air, her voice low, dripping with eerie amusement as she confesses to a murder. Convinced it's a twisted prank, Salma plays along, her tone teasing-until the caller whispers something only Salma could know. What starts as a disturbing coincidence spirals into a chilling obsession. Night after night, the woman calls back, turning Salma into her unwilling confidante, her chosen messenger. Each call comes with cryptic clues, taunts wrapped in silken words, a deadly puzzle Salma is forced to solve-because if she doesn't, she'll be the next victim. But fear gives way to fascination. Then obsession. As the game between them intensifies, Salma finds herself drawn to the voice on the other end of the line-a voice that knows her deepest fears, her darkest desires. The hunt for the truth becomes a tangled web of danger, passion, and something far more dangerous than death. They should be enemies. One is the hunter, the other the prey. But what happens when they fall in love? Written by: Tzipora Rosen Edited by: Lean Catherine Benton Disclaimer: Sexually explicit content Violence Strong language 🏆 #1 horror-thriller 🏆 #1 Toxic