C.Y. Croc

The letter lures me like no drug ever could. The question is, can I abstain? In the depths of my depravity, I succumbed to the temptations that whispered in my ear. It all began innocently enough, a seemingly selfless act of charity at the request of my church that had saved me from the strip club. Little did I know, my benevolence would thrust me into a sinister dance with darkness. The walls of the prison echoed with the looming spectre of death, an invisible countdown haunting my every step. It was there that I stumbled upon a wicked invitation, a letter from a death row inmate unlike any other. He wasn't just a criminal; he was an otherworldly creature, an alien with a twisted soul. A monster lurking in the shadows, hiding behind the facade of a human form. He was the very embodiment of the devil himself—a being so diabolical it sent shivers down my spine. Yet, amidst the abyss of my own desires, a perverse curiosity re-awakened within me. Should I surrender to the allure of his proposal, an unholy matrimony with a creature of nightmares? What harm could it do? After all, time was running out for him, his days numbered like drops of blood in the hourglass. In the depths of my naivety, I convinced myself that I could be the harbinger of salvation, praying for his tormented soul. Perhaps God, in his infinite mercy, would look more favourably upon a repentant sinner who had taken a monster as her husband. A blasphemous union, a sinful sacrament performed in the name of a twisted redemption. Little did I know, darkness begets darkness, and the consequences of my unholy choice would echo through eternity. The path I had chosen was paved with the darkest desires, a macabre waltz that led me further away.A dark erotic romance story with elements of scifi for 18+

They came, and they conquered.We cower in their presence - the enormous green men not of this world.They are monsters.But their king is the worse monster of them all.The men under his command are heinous in every way, yet they bow down to him.Little do I know, out of every woman in our village, I am his chosen one.But being chosen comes at a cost - his step brothers want me too.This is a nightmare I shouldn't be enjoying.His yellow eyes strip the clothes from my back when they sweep over me, and my body quivers under their intensity.I hear the gossip. The king only needs a human for one thing - to create a son and heir.What should I do? My only hope is to escape.I can't let him claim me, but I can't deny him.He is their king, but he's now my king, too.Why is my body betraying me? My heart palpitates and my knees go weak when he comes near.Do I turn down his advances? Do I tell him about the improper advances of his brothers?Either way, I'm screwed...literally!