Poetic_reviver

Within the captivating world of power and allure, Cameron Miller and Anita Richards find themselves entangled in a magnetic dance of desire. Drawn together by an irresistible connection that defies societal boundaries, the elusive CEO is consumed by thoughts of the enigmatic dancer. Despite their different paths, the undeniable pull between them is impossible to resist. In the intricate game of love, where risks and passions collide, Cameron finds himself willing to navigate uncharted territory for the sake of this unconventional attraction. Yet, as they delve deeper into each other's lives, unmasking hidden truths and weaving a web of secrets, the stakes of their deal become more complex. A dance with the Devil always carries its perils, but for Cameron, striking a deal with the captivating stripper proves to be an irresistible gamble. With each revelation, the question lingers: could this arrangement be more profound than either of them dared to imagine?

And before she had even finished singing the first line he found himself plopping back onto the chair, knees weak as her words sunk in. Feed me your bread and wine and save me from damnation. Tell me in whispered scriptures your love. making me succumb to your temptation. Her eyes briefly connected with his emerald orbs and he found himself unable to look away from the intensity behind her gaze. And his skin grew warm. For a second the rest of the world dissipated. Entranced by the seduction seemingly embedded in the angles of her slender shape, the minute she smirked and gave him a flirtatiouus wink he was convinced she was sent by some cruel being to torture him. Clinging onto your religion you baptized me in confessions that night... and I never knew no other salvation in those sheets with you, that felt so right... *** Caught in a dark place Jack Dawson treaded in a fog of fear. Despite having the life most would sell their souls for he wasn't content and he was convinced due to the damage done- he'd be subjected to a life of pain. Thus he'd stopped bargaining with love. Unfortunately for him, love wasn't done with him. It's only in the shape and form of Erica Jones, an upcoming singer that he falls aimlessly for her words and voice. And he's suddenly of the belief somewhere in her back there are hidden angel wings. However, this angel is not without her flaws and she faces her own issues. They come across many challenges in their journey together. Amidst the forces trying to coerce them on different sides, will they survive and choose to be unashamed in their love?

Raquel had grown convinced she had bad luck when it came to love. After facing terrible heartbreak she vows to stay away from Eros. Unfortunately love has other plans that has her crossing paths with an Alpha of the largest pack in the country who shows her a world she never realized existed that leaves her questioning all she knew. With tensions brewing between humans and werewolves, the possibilities of war are becoming more likely to take place. And though she tries to withstand the attraction, the supernatural being is intent on doing everything he can to keep her by his side- even if it means abducting her.

Once Giselle Thompson waltzes into the city of New York in search of a new life, unexpectedly she is thrust into another world. A world of chaos that makes her gain more than she bargained for once she catches the eye of Zeus Walsh, the Alpha of the largest pack in North America and leader of the mafia. Throwing all caution aside, she feels an instant pull towards the werewolf, who proves to be more than meets the eye. With an intense attraction too powerful to ignore it’s in their aim for love when family secrets and lies are exposed. It’s quite a risk for a human and werewolf to come together as one but will their mate bond be strong enough to survive the dangers coming their way? *** The second I opened the bathroom door and met golden orbs shining in the dark hall I genuinely felt trapped. Suddenly the space felt a lot smaller with him mere inches away. I found my body operating on its own accord the second he pushed himself off the wall and moved towards me till my back touched the wall. Staring up at him, I was meek unable to speak, “You don’t ever say shit like that and think you can just walk away,” he growled, the sound although usually associated with anger in this situation I knew it was different. I hadn’t been blind to the glances he passed my way since the exhibit and all throughout dinner such that whenever I reflect upon that time in the hallway where we were hidden away I couldn’t help but chastise myself for poking the beast and expecting not to get scathed. He bent his head down when he noticed my silence taking it as a sign to plunge head first into the pool of impurity when his head dipped between my shoulder and neck grazing the flesh with his teeth. Taking a whiff of my essence he groaned, “Your arousal is fucking killing me, love.” I reached up tracing the fabric of his shirt as the tingles intensified upset that this barrier separated me from touching his skin such that I wound up gripping it in response to the feel of his rough hands settling on my hips. At this point my breaths came out short, the air fumbling within my lungs the second his teeth nipped my earlobe whilst he pressed his body even more against mine. “Boss…?” a low voice muttered into the abyss reaching us to make the man himself stiffen and lift up his head taking his warmth with him whilst keeping me close. He scowled eyeing the poor victim, taking a peak over his shoulder expecting to find Leo or Daniel; I instead saw the face of another man whom I had never seen before look nervously between us. “What?!” he barked tightening his hold on me when I attempted to remove his hands feeling a bit conscious and unwilling to draw attention to our rather questionable position but unlike me, Zeus didn’t give a damn. “We have a situation,” he replied keeping his eyes focused on the ground. He scurried away once he was dismissed; he sighed in frustration blinking a few times to calm himself down and reached out to run a hand gently through his hair. It was strange seeing him do it when seconds ago I was close to running my hand through the loose strands but questions began flying inside at what the situation was. He looked back down at me, his tongue poking out to lick his lower lip stirring a side to me that was slowly gaining a voice and identity of its own. Looking away feeling flushed I felt his fingers on my throat denying the chance I needed to breathe, “I have to go,” he whispered rubbing gentle circles as his eyes bore into mine, tearing down my armor and dismantling the chains with a statement that left me feeling like jelly whilst a stream formed between my thighs making me forget what situation needed to be handled when he whispered, “Make no mistake my little gazelle, I will eat you…”

After a loss that crumbles Tiana’s world, it seemed her path was set on being haunted with a perpetual darkness for the tragedy she’s faced. It seemed nothing other than the sudden ache inside her to seek justice for others would appease her. And it seemed nothing would chase away the challenges facing her family but when an unexpected stranger appears carrying a story of their own proving to be more than meets the eye Tiana is faced with another challenge that has her questioning the very walls she built. In the end we all have a choice. A decision to make that determines which way the clock ticks as time unravels till the very day we take our last breath. For Tiana, whether she'll allow the man into her space to not only love but dismantle her fears and finally provide some ounce of light onto her path is truly the choice she'll have to make.