tommy slater fear street

After a tragic accident left Emily Yates without her memories, she fell in love with her savior, Justin Yates, unaware that he was hiding the truth and using her as a stand-in for his first love. For three long years, Emily poured everything into the relationship, hoping he would love her back. But on the day Justin proposed, he held his "one true love" in his arms and left Emily stranded on a foreign street, still expecting her to remain his secret mistress. Emily decided she would no longer be his stand-in. She ripped up the contract, kicked Justin out of her life, and hid her pregnancy before faking her death. When word of her death reached Justin, his world shattered. He fell gravely ill, barely clinging to life. Five years later, they crossed paths again. Emily had risen to fame as a renowned painter and jewelry designer, while Justin had swallowed his pride, now shamelessly chasing after her. “Emily, I know I messed up. Please, don’t leave me,” he begged, desperation in his voice. “Emily, can’t you just look at me, not other men? “Emily, I’ll be your model. Come over tonight and paint me, please? “Emily… Emily… My wife…” Emily’s fury boiled over. “Get lost! Who said I was your wife?” But Justin clung to her, refusing to let go, acting shamelessly. “I don’t care. You promised to marry me before, so that makes you my wife. “I don’t care! I don’t care!” he repeated.

This is a story set in omegaverse. There are 6 genders namely; Alpha male, Alpha female, Beta male, Beta female, Omega male and Omega female. The Alphas are at the top of the food chain, followed by the betas then the omega females and, in dead last, the omega males. I'm Makino Hinata and I'm one of them, an omega male, according to society, abnormal. The Alphas have a different biological composition than the betas and omegas, they are able to produce pheromones that attract omegas, they have a ball-shaped thing at the end of their reproductive organ that is active during their ruts, they use this to impregnate the omegas, they are at the top of the food chain. The betas have no special quality, their basically normal humans. The omegas females and males are for breeding and have pheromones that attracts alphas into mating with them during heat, they have wombs for carrying babies. There are suppressant medicines that keep the alpha's rut and omega's heat in check, there are also medicines that incites heat in omegas. There are pills and shots for those types of medicines. In my last year of middle school when I had one of my heats, I was unprepared, walking home at night. Luckily there was no one on the street, or so I thought. "Hey, are you okay?" A voice came from behind me.

His face said it all..the lone scar down his cheek, how his cold eyes calculated my every move from the window as he watched me from across the street like I was his prey, he was bad news and I knew it but he drew me in like a moth to a flame. Faith didn't know what she was getting herself into, she would've jumped out if she had the chance knowing his bloodthirsty secret that was meant to be a myth, not a reality, but he couldn't let her go now she was his light through the darkness but can he control his urges let's hope so...

"Everything you've ever wanted is on the other side of your own fear, under the sea of your limitation and behind the zone of your comfort. All you need is to obliterate the invisible streak with courage. "Hilary Damien goes with the flow. Although she already has everything---popularity, friends, beauty, and wits, a tragic loss from the past contributed issues to go against her heart's desire. And she doesn't have the bravery to fight for what she truly needs.Khloe Summer goes against the flow. Although she has all the nerve to get what her heart's ambition- --a high-paying career, a modernized treehouse, an imperfection and error from the past concealed the truth about herself. And she fears that they will influence the momentum of her determination.However, because of art, they happened to be in the same flow. As they collide, will they be able to find strength from each other? Or meeting halfway and getting closer is going to be a heartbreak?...*some events are related to Raindrops and Kiss & Tease series so it's going to be more convenient to read them first*»This is an LGBT-themed story. Read at your own risk«

Xayne is a high school student by day and Boxer by night who lived with her Aunt after the death of her parent. She was much a fighter who took her career more than her education. She was a big nuisance in the school who was difficult to control as she got into fight with anyone who picked on her. Although she was a fighter she wasn't good in the ring as she always got her ass kicked by opponent. Desperate to find a way out she kept changing her Manager but it didn't change anything. She was titled weak which always send anger running down her vein. Xayne was ready to cling to anyone who could train her to become the perfect boxer she wishes to be. That was when she met Shane, the new hot dude at school. He was more of a fighter like her but the difference was he always had his opponent down which of course caused everyone to fear him. Xayne clinged to him with the hopes of being like him and they did get along but only if she knew what he was.

Upon unfolding the truth in the past, the sentiments unraveled. Magi and Dylan were each other’s first love, proving that ‘first love never dies. They were about to start their fairytale-like love story, not until a controversial revelation happened… that Dylan was the ex-boyfriend of her sister, Macy. Her sister’s ex-boyfriend that she is still in love with and obsessed with. Will it matter to Magi the love she has for Dylan? Or rather will she choose to let him go for her sister’s sake? Could she be able to prioritize herself or instead, she chooses to give up the love she has for Dylan in the fear that the relationship she has with Macy could possibly be broken?

The death of her sister shocked Belle but that didn’t stop her to step into the mystery of her sister’s murder. But what if those murderers aren’t done by a supernatural being? Belle’s sister died the day before her marriage. People claimed she had killed herself but Belle didn’t believe the investigation and decided to take it by herself. Everything comes down when she had no rules, and the only way for her to find the bottom of the mystery was to call up a demon. Except, this demon is a willful, selfish, and as handsome as devilish he was. Extract: In fear, Belle tried to dash but a hand had sneaked out from the black fog, holding tightly to her elbow. What followed the tight grip on her arm was a voice that sounded deep— deep enough to sound as though he hell was shallower compared to him. "Now, now, where are you running, little prey?" Belle didn't know what she had done. She didn't know what force had caused her to activate what she did. She didn't know what had happened either as her mind was slow to grasp her surrounding. But there was one thing she knew after staring back at the bright red eyes across her. She was looking at a demon. She had called a demon.

Ever had your world revolve around a man? ******* "Get off me" I furrow my brows "Wha....?" "Get off me damn it!" He yelled. I quickly get off him. He stand on his feet, put on his trousers and shirt. "Wh....where are you going?" "Going to get myself a better pussy. Yours sucks" A sharp pain crossed my chest. I feel my eyes tear up as I watch him head towards the door. "I want my fucking food ready before i get back" The last thing he said before slamming the door. ****** Cora Davidson is a simple, naive and timid nineteen year old girl. She has her world revolved around her abusive and disrespectful boyfriend, Hunter Phillips. They both live together, she cooks and clean after him without hesitation mainly because she has so much fear and respect for him. She also loves to cook. It is her dream to become a chef someday but her boyfriend called it a lame dream. Despite all her friend's advice to leave him, she continues sticking with him until she is taken as a payment for a debt her boyfriend owe. A debt he owes Alessandro 'East' Gonzalez, a very very dangerous mafia leader. Will Cora ever come out of it? Will her boyfriend even think of coming for her? Or will she remain a COLLATERAL?

After leaving an abusive and mentally draining relationship Brittany decides to dedicate her life to her and her daughter Aria, but what she didn't expect was to meet Jazmine Johnson a self-made billionaire who has spent her life rebuilding her community despite the many challenges that were set in place to restrict her. When they meet Brittany decides to dodge Jazmine like any other person, but Jazmine's persistent nature makes it hard to do so leaving them to build something that would change their lives forever. . . . "It's you" She announced softly "So I did do something?" I asked thinking back, trying to figure out what exactly. "You're doing everything right" She confessed leaving realization to stand in my mind. "And that scares you?" I asked but it sounded more like a statement, nonetheless, she still gave me a small nod to confirm my words. "What's your fear when it comes to us?" I asked softly. "That you'll hurt me, lie, cheat, change" She replied her voice small and I could tell each word she said held a memory. "I won't, and I know that's hard for you to believe because of past experiences but I'll prove it, we can move at whatever pace you want to,"

His hot breath fanned my ear and I nearly died the moment the straps of my dress fell away. Revealing a part of myself that left me vulnerable to his hungry gaze that moved over me. I pride myself on decency, to always be appropriate but the way he clenched his jaw and ran his large hands on my thighs made me go. . . to hell with decency. Reaching out, the need to touch him no longer bearable, I traced the outline of his torso through the fabric of his shirt. But even that wasn't enough as my hands moved underneath the fabric to trace the muscles there. He shifted slightly away triggering a fear in me that I had done something wrong. However, the fear diminished when he removed the fabric- granting my eyes the chance to feast on seeing more of his skin. He moved forward peppering light kisses all over my neck and torso only to latch onto my nipple tugging gently on the hard nub. I cried out at the movement of his teeth and tongue as his hands kept me close hindering any chance to reduce the contact to damn near impossible. Reducing the contact was the last thing I wanted, especially considering how far we had come. . .