𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘶𝘴 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘺.... 𝘸𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝗰𝗿𝗮𝘇𝘆 𝗶𝗻 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲. 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘸𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘦.... 𝘸𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗮𝗻𝗲 𝘁𝗼𝗴𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿.

| The Mafia Boss and His Submissive | BWWM #1: SINNER'S TRAP An unsuspecting flame in each other's life. One is continuously looking over their shoulder to ensure that they are on track for the future they have envisioned since they were a child. Despite the countless times they've been disappointed, they have all the love and understanding in the world - an enigma. Because of their own past, the other is barred from ever having what they crave. The majority of relationships are bound in transactionality and they yearn for more. Despite being served every conventional need on a platter, they are unable to obtain the one thing they want. Total opposites that fulfill the urges of the others paradox - they should take the chance. It should be easy? ----- He groans into my right ear, "Come on babygirl, beg for it." He takes his hands away, a bitter shriek of irritation rising from the pits of my stomach. With spread thighs and a dripping pussy, his hands grasped my straightened hair and pulled my head back. I couldn't grip onto anything with my hands suspended above my head and my feet held by restraints in the flooring. I was going mad. My weak pleasured cries falling on deaf ears. He kissed the exposed skin on my back, now covered in a small sheen of sweat barely holding up the bra he cut loose like a rope. A weak shriek escapes my mouth as he pinches my right nipple while playfully twisting the other. "Please. Fuck. Please." I start, but the words get stuck in my throat. A few seconds pass as though he expects me to elaborate. I could barely think. His fingers return to my pussy - slender and long; the ring finger softly stroked the one spot inside me that could send me over the edge crashing, while his thumb rubbed my clit in small circles. "You can do so much better babygirl. You want me to make you cum?" He asks, and is met with an immediate nod. "Then address me by my name and fucking beg for it like you mean it." ----- MATURE CONTENT. NOT EDITED

Your school's most notorious bad boy falling inlove with the school's valedictorian sweetheart? Not the most appealing match. But whatever, Chemistry itself says Opposites attract. --- 🏆𝓝𝓸𝓽𝓪𝓫𝓵𝓮 𝓐𝔀𝓪𝓻𝓭𝓼 #25 𝐴𝑙𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑈𝑛𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑒 (out of 21.5𝚔 stories) #1 𝑆𝑖𝑑𝑒 (out of 10k stories) #27 𝑌𝑎𝑜𝑖 𝐹𝑙𝑢𝑓𝑓 (out of 1.1k stories) Crossposted on: - AsianFanfics - Archive of our own © Hyunnieee ©

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"But luna..I'm ya' coach." A.A story

It's never easy to escape the past. Aiden had no choice but to leave his town, family, and friends, on the run for years from his tormentor who claimed him as his own. Call it a crude fate, sheer bad luck, or plain stupidity that led Aiden to be caught again by his hunter, his husband from a forced marriage.

(CURRENTLY UNDER EDITING AND REWRITING) In this fantasy story thing. Rimmon, a dammned sould crawling free from Hell's abyss, hurls himself into a suicidal gambit: to wrest a Zodiac Key from the iron grip of Draken, the unrivaled Dragon King shifter whose power shakes the earth. This is Rimmon's final, fragile thread of hope for liberation -- a plan forged in shadow and blood, teetering on the edge of ruin. But a deeper, treacherous hunger awakens within him, threatening to shatter his resolve. At the same moment, Draken exults in a triumph that sets his soul ablaze: the discovery of his Inner-Flame, the eternal bond he's chased through centuries of torment. Yet this same figure emerges as the dread sentinel of Hell's gates, a being of unfathomable terror and allure. Drawn by a scent that sings of destiny and doom, these two titans collide in a cataclysmic struggle to claim Rimmon as their own. Amid the wreckage of their war, one haunting question echoes: will Rimmon bow to their might--or rise to defy the very forces that would chain him forever?

My name is Rolland and I grew up in an orphanage in the middle of town. I've lived here as long as I can remember. I always tried to ask why me or any of the other kids were here but the woman who ran the orphanage just answered by holding up a sign saying 'I'm busy. Go play, Rolland.' After my eighth birthday I stopped asking. Besides, I think I already knew why my parents hadn't wanted me... I was completely deaf. (This will NOT be a super perverted book, even being bxbxb. So if you are looking for that, go elsewhere, k! I'm here for the story and a bit of horror and romance mixed in!)

"Give me your hand." He ordered and i looked at him confused. He sighed before taking my left hand. I gasped when he suddenly put an engagement ring around my finger. "S-so you knew about t-the contract?" I asked and he nodded. "Now there is no going back." He said going back inside leaving me shocked on my spot. Grace Silver, the daughter of a well business man Rick Silver. She works for her dad and called him Sir instead of dad. She was use being invisible infront of her parents and work most of the time. Xavier knight, a powerful billionaire who saw Grace at one meeting and wanted to make her his. He make a contract to make her her wife and she accepted. What will happen next? Read the book to find out. P.s thanks for choising my book. You can also check out my other book and hopefully you will like them. Please leave a Vote , comment and share❤