A person can only handle so much pain. I've been through a lot in my 17 years on this shithole we call Earth. But yet I'm still here. Yes by choice. Because A part of me always wanted to prove people wrong. My life may be one of the worst yes. But I wouldn't want to trade with anyone else because not everyone can go through so much and still be here. However a bigger part of me still wants to just end it. Because what if everyone was right? That I'll be stuck like this forever. Broken. But everyday I feel more confident about being able to prove everyone wrong. Ever since I met him... -Camila Martinez #5- lost (9/25/21) #26- interesting (11/7/21)

"Get on your fucking knees little girl and put that mouth of yours too good use" Scarlett Eileen Snape is in her 6th year of Hogwarts, she's always been that shy and quiet girl, almost invisible. That was until Cedric dumped her over summer break and she decides she's had enough of being invisible it was time for her to be seen. What will happen when she catches the eye of the so called "Slytherin Prince" WARNING: this story will contain; smut, toxicity, strong language, violent and upsetting scenes. 18+ A,N: I own the character Eric Nott I do not own any of the other characters or Harry Potter

Amber Gray moves to her dream college in her dream city. Her life drastically changes as she overcomes friendships and relationships. Going to NYU to study fashion has been her dream since as long as she can remember. And when she gets accepted things finally start to fall into place once again. Leaving Michigan was always the dream, she wanted to grow without the pressure from her parents to study medicine, and she wanted the constant cycle of abuse from her ex to end. She ends up meeting Jayden Hendrix on her very first night in New York. He's unbelievably gorgeous and Amber's mesmerized by his icy blue eyes and tattoos. But he just so happens to be her polar opposite. He's rude, sarcastic and absolutely hates everyone. He also happens to own the city she's dreamed of living since she was a child. He's a dangerous mafia boss and Amber's an optimistic fashion major at NYU. He spends his free time recklessly participating in underground fighting, she spends her's shopping for more clothes she doesn't need and coming up with baby names for her future babies. They're perfectly wrong for each other in every way. But Amber can't get the mysterious man who saved her out of her head. He's just as mesmerized by Amber's gorgeous hazel eyes and weird sense of humor. They can't stay away from each other, and fate just happens to keep bringing them closer. Close until they simply cannot live without each other. "And the sweet little Angel couldn't keep her eyes off the devil" What happens when he spots the brunette being assaulted at a cafe in Manhattan in the middle of a storm? The brunette that then steals his heart that no one knew existed?

❝Are you done acting like you care?❞ Tristan's jaw clenches so hard that for a second I'm actually afraid his teeth will disintegrate. ❝I'll ask one more time. Where. Were. You. Last. Night.❞ I lift my chin, wishing the raw command in his voice didn't have me damn near shaking. ❝You really wanna know? Fine, then. I was at Isaac's with his face between my legs getting me to moan his name for hours.❞ And he snaps. My hips are grabbed roughly by big warm hands- hands that teased and touched and caressed every inch of my body just a few days ago- and I'm being shoved up against the closed door of my bedroom. Tristan's blue eyes practically gleam with rage and a muscle in his jaw twitches furiously as he glowers down at me. Yeah, this was not good. This was not good at all. How dare he pin me against a door like a caveman and interrogate me about my whereabouts in my own home? At least... that's what I told myself as I felt my breaths turn shallow and my thighs slowly clench together. {𝓮𝔁𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓭 𝓼𝔂𝓷𝓸𝓹𝓼𝓲𝓼 𝓲𝓷𝓼𝓲𝓭𝓮} 𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 #2 in vulnerable #6 in conflict #12 in jealousy #17 in steamy #19 in chicklit #29 in collegeromance #60 in eroticromance #69 in newyork ⚠ mature language & sexual scenes ⚠

[COMPLETE] [IN NEED OF EDITING] "He won't satisfy you like I will darling you know why? Because he's not me and you're not his slut. You're mine" "Answer him Adora or so help me you won't cum" Reid landed a spank to Adora's already sore ass. "R-Reid I can't fuck I can't" he locked his fingers into her curly hair pulling her up continuously slamming himself into her. "Be a good girl for me Adora and pick up the phone" he said lowly in her ear, filling her up. Adora reached over for the phone still feeling her orgasm building up. His hand reaches around her to rub her clit. "Adora baby where are you?" ➪ Adora Rose married to Theodore Hunt one would call him a momma's boy, their marriage is simple, problems she cannot handle. Their sex life is absolutely nothing Adora wants, she learns more about her sexual desires when Theo suggest a sex therapist. But he hires the best sex therapist in the country Reid Romano who introduces Adora to the world of BDSM. Adora fell for his charm even trying to avoid the idea of cheating on her husband but could ignore the temptation that came along with it. cover by RoseEmiliaSnape ✍︎︎ highest rankings #1 in therapist !! #1 in bwwm #1 in good girl #1 in affair #1 in secretrelationship #1 in bdsmrelationship #1 in sexual frustration #1 in submissive #1 in possessive #1 in darling #1 in mature #2 in jealousy #3 in ongoing #4 in love

❝Violet tell me to stop and I will ❞ the feeling of his soft lips igniting flames throughout my body, my lower half becoming warmer every second I felt the delicacy of his touch. "Enzo" I couldn't bring myself to say stop simply because I didn't want him to. I wanted his hands roaming over my body while he held my neck thrusting into me. The erection I feel on my thigh made my mind wonder off. Pinching my hip I moaned lowly when he hooked my legs around his waist. "That's not telling me to stop amore" removing my shirt over my head his lips latched onto my swollen nipples, my hands shot in the softness that was his black hair. "Tell me what you want" "Fuck me Enzo" ᥊ 𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐓 needed the money to pay for her mother's expensive treatments, dancing for a man like Enzo wouldn't be good for her and she knew this. He would be the chaos in her life but she was too addicted to it. 𝐄𝐍𝐙𝐎 understood the consequences it would bring if he got involved with Violet more than what she already was, that was his dancer and nobody else's. 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐎 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 ❦ Highest Ranking! #1 in cocky #2 in passion

Desperate Mia Evans finds herself in an awkward position with her newly found boss Arden West, who just happens to be the mysterious guy she left an infamous club with. What happens when Mia slowly starts falling for Mr. West's charming looks and gentle, sexy ways, not knowing what real nuisances fall behind his devilishly handsome smile. H Rank - #1 in boss (I wrote this originally in 2019 when I was 16, so I decided to keep the entire story raw and unedited, this is my first ever story that wasn't fanfiction after 4 years of abstinence so keep an open mind when reading this lol...)

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞? 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞. Nothing in life has come easily to Chase. He's had to work for everything he's gotten until she comes along and feels like the big break he's been waiting for all his life. Lexi may have stumbled into his arms, but he's going to have to fight like hell to keep her there; to earn himself a spot in her life, in her heart. But Chase knows that she's worth it, and he's no stranger to hard work. Lexi wants to be free, and Greenville is the key to the platinum shackles keeping her from escaping the dollhouse of a home she grew up in. Everything about her new home breathes color into her dull life, and she's not going to give it up for anything. She's going to make it on her own, and nobody is going to underestimate her this time. Lexi is built from materials much stronger than porcelain. Her high hopes may finally be within reach, and she doesn't plan on letting anything or anyone distract her from her future, at least not for more than one night. Apparently, Chase didn't get the memo.

"I hate you." "You really mean that, Princess?" "Just shut up and kiss me." ***** Dominique Smith, a badass senior at Oakwood High. She has long, straight, black jet-colored hair, tattoos, a has a seashell skin tone, gorgeous glowing skin, perfect teeth, and whatnot. Dominique's clothing interests are more plaid sweaters, jeans, jackets, and sneakers than rather dresses, skirts, and heels. Dominique is filled with anger and hurt, that she puts up a wall that allows no one to pass. -yet. Dominique never really understood the true meaning of love. To her, it was considered a myth that everyone believed was true. Alex Carter, a bad boy who believes perfect girls don't exist. With black messy hair, a sharp jawline, dark emerald green eyes, tattoos covering his body, and a very muscular figure. What's not to like? Alex and Dominique spark a feeling in each other and are willing to find out what that spark is, but what secrets lie in between? Alex and Dominique have known each other since they were both in the sixth grade, now they're seniors. They are each other's opponent and declared each other as enemies. They even set ground rules as enemies, including no sexual contact, but as they got older, they both became irresistible to each other. Both have a reputation for being bad and trying to escape their past. Just two broken people. They refuse to interfere with their past, leaving all the lies and secrets behind, but new ones are arising that will put themselves and others in danger. Bad girl and bad boy, the perfect duo, right? Not when there lies secrets, romance, anger, hurt, confusion, and deception. **** I DO NOT OWN RIGHTS TO THE BACKGROUND IMAGE. **** #77 | Bad (Out of 45K Stories) #16 | Deception (Out of 6.9K Stories) ©️ Copyright 2020 - Mimi_Miga

"So you're saying that if I kissed you right now, you wouldn't feel anything?" He asked, taking slow, purposeful steps closer to me, but I couldn't go farther back as I felt an obstruction behind me, a desk. "Uh...totally," I cussed myself for stuttering. "Okay then, let's test that theory, shall we?" And his lips landed on mine. Sam and Ryan had been best friends when they were little and couldn't do without each other. They pinky swore they would never leave each other, but then Sam moved, breaking that promise. And now she's back, and Ryan isn't entirely happy to see her. Bookcover by @userpewpew