Stepping back into a life she was forced to leave behind, Callie Lawrence unequivocally finds herself falling for someone she shouldn't have.

"What is your problem?!" I yelled back. She is starting to piss me off with these damn mood swings and it's messing with my head. "Excuse me." She snarled as she walked up to me. "I don't know who messed you up this damn badly but whoever it is needs to be put in jail, because the way you treat people is not fucking acceptable. None of us have done anything to you and yet you are acting like we ruin your life. I just-" I didn't even have time to finish because a hand was on my throat and my back was against the wall, and all of a sudden, her lips were on mine. I was so lost but at the same time content. She put her hands on my waist and dug her nails into me. My hands went into her dark hair and she lifted my right leg and pressed herself against me. I felt something touch my center and that's when I realized what it was. I moaned as I pictured what it would feel like inside me. Her lips moved down to my neck and with no time she was biting down on it leaving marks. Her lips found my soft spot and started sucking on it. I felt my center start to throb as I tried to bring her closer to me, but just as I started to rock my hips against her, she put her hand back on my neck and tightened it. My lust was very high right now and as I looked into her eyes I knew hers was too. "Get the hell out." She lowly growled at me. ******* What happens when a little fun game becomes more and someone starts to get possessive?

Ever since Madelyn chose herself her life turned into a roller coaster. She struggled for a while considering she had her daughter and no one else. Five years down the road Madelyn is living her best life. She is living in London and has an amazing job that she started from scratch but worked its way up to the top. She isn't exactly rich but she has a beautiful house where she and her daughter Marie live. One night at a dinner party that her friend invited her to, she sees someone from her past that she misses more than she thought. Not only that, but just as her life was going great, a few days later Skylar and Melanie show up and things go back to the way they were five years ago. What happens when Skylar and Melanie want to be in Marie's life?

I have no doubt she could feel my breathing on her face. I grabbed her chin with my hand and pulled her face even closer. "I'm not telling you to leave because I don't like your dick. I'm telling you to leave because I want your dick. I want it inside of me right now, and I want it in there until I fucking pass out. But I am a faithful person, even if I don't like the fucking bastard I am married to. So again I say. Get. The fuck. Out." I lowly growled at her.

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26-year-old Madelyn Cooper is a simple girl. Normal if anything. She has a stable job, a nice home, and good friends. Her job is like her favorite place to be and she loves it more than life itself but she soon finds out she is the only one who feels that way. Madelyn gets special treatment from her boss. 37-year-old Skylar Royal is a high-up woman. She gets what she wants and has the respect from everyone. She is happily married and yet she is attracted to one of the many people who work for her. And she doesn't feel guilty one bit about it. 36-year-old Melanie Royal. Happily married to Skylar but yet is attracted to her wife's assistant and is jealous that her wife gets to spend the day with her. What happens when Skylar and Melanie take their shot at Madelyn?

"Why did you show up at my school? Why did you corner me in the bathroom? Why did you kiss me? What did you mean you can pleasure me in more ways than one?" So many questions were running through my head and not having answers was driving me out my mind. "I can't answer any of those questions-" "Why the hell not?!" My hands were bawled into fist as she looked down at her own hands, as if contemplating what she should do. "Are you here as my patient, or as a personal matter?" She asked as she got out of her chair. I watched as she walked towards me. Today she was in a suit. A very alluring, seductive suit that seemed to make my mouth water. "Please answer Miss Wilson before I become irritated," I cleared my throat. "Personal," she nodded her head and walked up to me. With each step she took forwards I wanted to take five backwards. "I showed up to your school because I couldn't stop thinking about you. I cornered you in the bathroom because I wanted to see how you would react to have someone stand over you, and watch you squirm until you fell to your knees," she was standing directly in front of me now. "I kissed you because I had been wanting to do that since the moment I laid eyes on you. I wanted to know how your lips would quiver under mine. How they would part as I stuck my hands in between your legs and circled your clit. And as for the last thing," she ran her hand through my hair and pulled my head back. Her lips went to my ear, "you knew exactly what I meant," a whimper left my mouth as she started nibbling on my ear. "I'm going to fuck you now Miss Wilson," I felt my inside starting to burn as she ran her tongue down my neck. She started sucking on my collarbone making my knees go weak. "And if I'm being honest," she moved back up to my neck and once her tongue touched that spot a moan slipped out mouth. This seemed to arouse her as her grip on my hair tightened. "I haven't felt this excited to fuck someone in a while,"

"I'll do anything for you your Majesty" She said with cheeks stained tears, her lips are plump, red as the berries that grew in the palace Garden, her eyes were begging, desperate for attention, her hair disheveled and wet from the pouring rain but even amidst this she still looks beautiful, even though she's kneeling down on the ground covered in mud and blood she still looks so beautiful. "Anything?" Roshanne asked her touching her wounded and bruised cheeks. Her lips are trembling either from the cold or the fear she felt, she nods her head vigorously and held unto her soaked dress. Roshanne looked at the poor sinners eyes, behind those deep green eyes hides a raging flame that will scotch everyone on it's path, a beast that lies beneath the flesh of that woman waiting to be tamed by someone who's worthy "Then kiss my feet." She commanded testing her, she didn't even hesitate to lower herself to kiss her feet, but before her lips could touch her feet she moved it away. "Stop, I changed my mind." She stated breathing heavily. Dae remained kneeling on the ground waiting for her command, she crouched down to be level with her. She could still see the fire burning, and she didn't care if she got burned, she have been kissed by the flame and no matter how painful it is she still can't get enough of it. "Come here and kiss me, show me that you meant what you said." She closed her eyes and kissed Dae on her lips for a fleeting moment before she opened her eyes again "kill my father for me. Kill the king for me and I promise you that I shall give you everything, I will make the world kneel at your feet make everyone worship you, just give me my father's head." Love comes both with pleasure and pain, of gain and sacrifice. Loves sometimes brings light or darkness, it sometimes give life or deliver death. For love is the same as death, nothing is above nor below it.

Ella Sullivan is an 18-year-old high school senior with a sharp wit and a penchant for sarcasm. Her life revolves around her close-knit group of friends and the love for her dog. But her world is thrown into disarray when she encounters Ms. Catherine Reynolds, the new math teacher. With her icy demeanor and unyielding standards, Ms. Reynolds is known for making life difficult for her students, and Ella quickly finds herself at odds with her. Will they be able to put their differences aside? And what will happen if they do? #1 in lesbianromance #1 in wlwrelationship #1 in agegaprelationship #1 in txs #1 in lesbianfiction #1 in calculus #1 in girlxwoman #1 in mathteacher

18+ Readers Only!! "I woke up with a cheap ring on my wedding finger," Mona told her. Minerva went quiet. "What?" "It's real shitty craftsmanship too, Minerva. I don't know who bought these or who's selling 'em but Christ they gotta stop. Do you have one?" "Unfortunately," Minerva muttered, and Mona could hear her shifting in the bed. "Oh," she breathed finally, "that's... interesting." "What?" "It appears we are married." Mona started laughing. "Nice one, Iva. What's next? You're pregnant and I'm the father?" "Mona I'm serious." "No you ain't." "I've sent you a picture." Just as she finished speaking, Mona's phone chimed and she pulled it from her ear, putting Minerva on speaker. Sitting in their chat was a picture of a certificate. A certificate that stated they were, in the eyes of the law, married. "Fuck me," Mona said, staring at the picture. "How did this happen?" "I don't know." "What do you mean you don't know?" "I don't know," Minerva replied firmly. "What do you remember?" "Nothing!" "Wonderful," Minerva groaned, "absolutely perfect." *********************************************************** Minerva Edevane - a multi-billionaire who is also an heiress to a Scottish fortune that is thousands of years old. Mona Ariti - a traumatised young woman with mummy issues, and also the youngest sister of Minerva's best friend. When the two of them go to a bar in vegas and then wake up the following morning with no memory of the night except for a wedding certificate, they've suddenly got to act like this was the plan all along. That they didn't get heinously drunk and accidentally get married. There are many people that don't want them together, many people that try to tear them apart and hurt them. It's a story of heartbreak, of pain, of trauma, but also of love and comfort and the wonderful things that finding your soulmate can do. Content Warnings: Medical Torture SA Gore Blood Murder There is a discord server for this book.