"I do have something in mind, actually." The words were certain and very clear. Celine leaned back against the couch, her smirk softening into something darker, quieter. "Well then," She said, voice smooth enough to make my spine tingle, "Come show me." My breath caught before I could even think. The room seemed to hum around us-the low buzz of the liquor, the faint rustle of the robe against my skin, her eyes following me as she'd already decided what was going to happen next. Something in my chest fluttered-or maybe it flipped. The words weren't loud, but they pulled at me anyway like a command wrapped in velvet. I hesitated, barely. Then the hesitation melted away, the same way the liquor did earlier. My body moved before my mind caught up, slow and deliberate 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘴, drawn to her like gravity wasn't a choice. 𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓 Monét was never one to follow rules, that word seemed unknown to her knowledge. Monét was a troublemaker, it ran in her blood-well half of her blood. Her father being the chief of the police, the rule follower, yet he made an exception for his daughter always running to her rescue when needed. Monét was also the type to get what she wants, so when she sees this older lawyer-you can guess what she wants. And she intends to get it, stopping at nothing. She wouldn't let anything stop her, not age, not her issues, not her father, not a judge. Nothing would stop her from getting what she wanted.

────────────────────────────────────── "Every time she pushed me away, it felt like I was stepping closer to understanding her-maybe more than I wanted to. But when she pulled me in, I couldn't resist." ────────────────────────────────────── This story is GXG || Intersex ────────────────────────────────────── TW | This story includes: •Abuse •PTSD •Slurs •Alcohol, Smoking, Drugs •Language •Detailed Sexual Content

"He fell into despair and lost all hope... For who could ever love a beast?" -Beauty and The Beast ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• When Elle stumbled upon an ad for a stay in chef, she thought the universe had finally tipped in her favor. After graduating from culinary school, she wasn't sure what direction her life would go in... Until she met Stefan DeGramont. At first, he seemed like a cold hearted, presumptuous, egotistical asshole. As she grew to know him... Well... I guess you could add Mafia boss to the list. Now tangled in his crazy Mafia business, will something fragile like her heart, be on the line? Or maybe something more risky, like her life? Could all this be avoided If she can learn to love the man behind the beast... Before it's too late. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• "A thorn defends the Rose. Harming only those that will steal the blossom." **PLEASE Beware: I wrote this a few years ago so the spelling errors are there, and some cringe moments are present. I'll accept all health invoices for any emotional and mental damage inflicted during this read xoxo

-a traphouse production- my works #1 february 2021™️ "that's why i wanna thank you and then give you the best of me ..i can't take back the past but i got the recipe. let's jump on a plane, see the world together..give you my last name, be my girl forever...."

"I just watched you almost take your last breath. Man, I can't do this without you anymore. I need you." - T.B. Once you fall in love, it's impossible for you to forget that person, right? What if you had no choice but to forget that person that haven't reached out to you in years? Now both adults, will Tamir and Zoë leave the games behind and reach out to each other or was the love that they claim wasn't real? Completed in 2018. raritheplanet™.

"And if a bitch try to play me then that bitch is a goner" Highest Ranks #2 in Teengirl #3 in Humor and #2 in Money