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God of the Underworld
New beginnings Vahirin is in the underworld settling a war he is fed up with the fighting and he orders all the demons to stop battling. He is weary and extremely lonely. He longs to touch something living thing that isn't a demon. He has hardly ever touched anything without hurting or killing them. He is starved for touch and affection he just wants to sleep he is so tired from beating back angry demons. He dealt with them for way too long he couldn't even remember what day it is because he is in the underworld and time stops in the underworld.
By Rain Gray6 years ago in Filthy
JUST FOR ME-Fanfiction-Prologue & CH1
~~~Disclaimer~~~ Just a reminder this is a work of fiction. None of the pictures or videos, though I may have edited them belong to me. I am an OT7 Army who loves the boys, and this is just a work of my imagination. I do have my favorite ships as you can see them represented but I do not discriminate against any other shippers. Just a warning even if I start a story with a particular ship pay attention to the tags since it has a good chance of becoming OT7. I mean no harm to BTS or Big Hit. Another warning if they ever state any distaste in fanfictions, I will have no problems taking this down.
By Stormeseye6 years ago in Filthy
LOVE & LOYALTY
Once they got back to the room, Alyse went to the mirror to tend to her face where she was punched. "I can't believe he --"
By Alicia Fisher6 years ago in Filthy
Taming Gregory
Laney is fragile, petite, and all the things I am not. If I am a woman, then Laney is a girl. If I am a lioness, queen of the pride, then Laney is a youngling, a new mate that Gregory is bringing back for my approval, a companion for him but no threat to me. Her skin is a blank slate compared to my tribal ink, my piercings. I want to watch him with her, but I leave them alone together. She lasts a few months with my blessing, then runs away. He runs after her a few times, keeps bringing her back.
By iO6 years ago in Filthy
Taming Gregory
Most of us are tamed in childhood. That’s when all of our animal urges and appetites emerge, and are bent and conditioned and sublimated into more acceptable directions. Only the wildest ones escape being socialized and trained into acceptable manageable little human creatures. Those few become rock stars, or criminals, or bounty hunters.
By iO6 years ago in Filthy
Taming Gregory
It only takes one intriguing detail to get me curious about someone. Some little quirk makes me want to seduce them, get inside them and look around. I met Gregory at one of my shows after I interrupted a conversation he was having with a friend. I like long hair on men or women - he caught my eye.
By iO6 years ago in Filthy
Taming Gregory
I woke last night from a dream about rhythm. Sometimes I dream about flying, or singing, standing on a cliff with my voice soaring into the sky. It feels like freedom. I always wake up wishing those dreams were real.
By iO6 years ago in Filthy
Deal with the Sea Devil
For weeks after my birthday, all I could do was lounge around on the bottom of the sea, thinking about my prince. He was unlike anything I had ever heard about humans. He had been so gentle with me, even as he shoved his cock inside my pussy. His hands and mouth had given me unbelievable pleasure.
By Amora Jones6 years ago in Filthy
I Would Destroy This World For You - Chapter 2
Rand sat on the couch of the house he shared with his sister and brother, his cellphone sitting on the glass coffee table in front of him. It had been hours since Marcus had told him he was going to speak with his brother regarding Reese's whereabouts, he said he would call him as soon as he knew anything. That was at eight this morning, it was now three in the afternoon. Rand was beyond worried. What if Anthony had done something to Marcus? Without knowing where he was, there was nothing Rand and his sister could do. A cup of hot green tea was set in front of him, causing Rand to break from his concern for a moment and look up. Rayven looked back at him, her mismatched blue and brown eyes looking back at him softly.
By Wakane Ebonheart6 years ago in Filthy
Blackmailing the Maid 3
Damien looked completely shaken and Emily knew he was torturing himself again. She crawled on top of him and cupped his face with her hands. "I'm all right, Damien, I promise."
By Amora Jones6 years ago in Filthy
The First Night..
It's late as the black Escalade pulls up to the large two-story building. He arrived at a well-known nightclub a few miles out of town. His hair was professionally styled with the scent of Domain on his suit. His dark.. black.. matte suit, accompanied by a new depth of grey trim on the cuffs.
By SS6 years ago in Filthy
Survival of the Smoothest
The bed squeaks are drowned by the moans and hisses of a passionate night. What made us human stayed out of the room as we let our most primate instincts take over us. We came into the room ripping our clothes off and catching our breaths as we clumsily made our way to the bed. And it was in this moment, this crucial moment to my performance, in which I decided to pull away and apply the brakes. She seemed confused and crazed altogether. She lunged for more. I was the fire, and she was the moth.
By Jose Duron6 years ago in Filthy