C O M P L E T E D : 24/02/22 Sienna Callum was popular - scratch that - she was the queen of high school. She had tons of gorgeous friends wishing to be her, smoking hot flings, and an unbelievably trendy fashion sense. But, she needed one more thing. Decent grades to graduate. Roman Lawrence was a nerd - scratch that - THE nerd of high school. Yet, his exceptional intelligence made him stand out among those seeking to learn. He had one problem though, the girl he'd been crushing on since kindergarten didn't like him back. One of the reasons? His lack of experience.... sexually. This isn't boy meets girl. This is mouse meets vixen. This is what happens when these two opposites strike a deal and things get hot. "So, here's my offer: you tutor me in school, and I tutor you in sex." _____ W A R N I N G T H I S S T O R Y C O N T A I N S : ❤︎ sexual/mature content ❤︎ explicit language ❤︎ alcohol consumption ❤︎ mild violence _____ H I G H E S T R A N K I N G S : 1 #virginboy 1 #goodboybadgirl 1 #nerdboy 1 #scandalous 1 #populargirl 1 #tutor 1 #badgirlgoodboy 2 #forbidden 2 #eroticromance 3 #sexy _____ S T A R T E D - 05/03/2021 C O M P L E T E D - 24/02/2022 (word count: 200,000 - 250,000)

❝Like a work of art he had been dying to put on display.❞ Verani Adams finds herself unhappy with the way she's led her life. Between dealing with the consequences of her career choices, the burden to find romance in an era of one night stands, and most of all, figuring out how to fulfill her endless desire for a thrill in everything she does, she decides to apply for an internship in her final year of college, at one of the most profound museums in the city of Paris: Musée de l'Érotisme. Described otherwise as, a museum dedicated to sex. Face to face with the taboo nature that surrounds her job, she meets Damien Dupont, the head director of the renowned museum. Vera learns early on that his expertise goes beyond the creative field, following him into his personal life, and she can't help but feel curious about the various tastes he indulges in. As for him, he gets what he wants, and his eyes are set on the girl in red. *Unedited, this completed version is the first draft. Currently in revision.* 18+ MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY.

Elyse, a trauma surgeon who owes a debt to the mafia, finds herself in an arranged marriage with infamous mafia don Alessandro and discovers unexpected love as they navigate his dangerous world together. ***** Dr. Elyse Romero is used to dangerous house calls. Ever since her father's debts to all the wrong people fell to her, she's been the doctor on call for the mafia, and at this point, she's lost count of how many criminals she's had to heal. But when a handsome stranger is brought to her apartment in the dead of night, Elyse knows this assignment won't be like the others. There's no doubt in her mind: if he dies, she dies too. But it turns out surviving the night is the least of her worries. Her new patient is none other than notorious mafia don Alessandro Vitale, and he's not done with Elyse just yet. Presented with an offer she truly can't refuse, Elyse is forced into a new kind of danger and it turns out she's only scratched the surface of this criminal world. After all, when an angel saves a devil's life, there will be hell to pay. Book One in the Devil's Playground Series. Content Warning: This story contains mature sexual content and themes of crime and violence.

"I haven't been able to stop thinking about you... I don't think I can hold these feelings back anymore," he continued. I tried to brush it off with an awkward chuckle. "I'm sure your feelings only came back because we ran into each other after years of no contact." "Came back? Please..." he scoffed, licking his lips as he locked eyes with me. "They never left." He scooted closer, resting one of his hands on my ankle and gently rubbing his thumb back and forth. My back straightened as every muscle in my body tensed. I wordlessly watched as he softly glided his hand up my calf. My hand clasped around his as it neared my inner thigh, "What are you doing?" "I know you want this as much as I do," he breathed out. - SEQUEL TO MUFFLIATO | MATURE CONTENT WARNING | Highest Rankings: #1 in dm #3 in dracolovestory #9 in spice

His hands gripped her waist, and his head fit perfectly in the crook of her neck. She leaned back into his chest, a small smile spreading across her face as she tilted her head to one side, allowing him to lean down and plant light kisses down her neck. Her hand reached up and curled around the back of his neck, gently pulling him down because she wanted him even closer. Her hips began swaying with the music. He tightened his grip on her waist before moving his hips as well, pressing them tight against hers. She moved her hips from side to side, the friction sending a new wave of heat through Draco. "Fuck, do that again," he muttered against her neck. │MATURE CONTENT WARNING; ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+│ J.K. Rowling owns all of the characters except for Alora Lin. Highest Rankings: #1 in dm #1 in dracofanfic #1 in dracolovestory #1 in dracotok #1 in hermione #1 in ravenclaw #1 in ronweasley #1 in spice #2 in dracoluciusmalfoy #2 in dracomalfoy #2 in harrypotter #3 in fanfiction #3 in hufflepuff #7 in malfoy #8 in draco

𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐨 𝐑𝐮𝐜𝐜𝐢, 𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐁𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐌𝐢𝐚 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞. "Luciano." She glared "Tell me what you want darling." I whispered kissing onto her neck lightly. "I want..." She started to say but moaned as my fingers continued to rub gently onto her clit through her underwear. "Get it out, tell me." "Touch me, please." She begged That was good enough for me. - 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓.

Violet Blishen's an 18 year old foreign exchange student at Hogwarts, coming a long way from Beauxbatons Academy of Magic. Her French accent and innocent schoolgirl ways catch her professors attention. But what starts off as an angry kiss will lead into something ruining a marriage. She hopes for their happy ending while he fights to keep her from the shuns of the wizarding world. But not every story has a happy ending... Story cover created by jdrachoe on instagram<3

He stared at me for a minute longer, tilting his head to the side as he watched me. For the first time I wanted him to kiss me, I wanted him to lean in and press his lips against mine, to touch me and completely devour me right here, on this damn desk. I know he was aware I was thinking this - the way he was looking at me with his eyes tracing down at me, he was an excellent legilimens. Love and hate are both rooted in passion, so what's the difference?

five hours locked with Draco Malfoy, what could go wrong? cover by my beloved @drachoemalfoysgirl #4 in fanfiction None of the original characters in the Harry Potter saga belong to me, only those outside the saga. All credits to J.K Rowling.

Hermione felt the pounding in her ears again. She would see him for the first time since the Great Hall, gaunt and stricken at the Slytherin table with his mother clutching his arm. She hadn't meant to look for him. Not in the corridors, not beneath the white sheets of the fallen, not on the way to the Chamber of Secrets with Ron, but she was a stupid girl.