it wasn't love at first sight but i loved you nonetheless HARRY POTTER [ third year - post war] harry potter x oc

#1 in Africa #1 in Latin #1 in Possessive "I'm very sure I'm allowed to fuck who so ever I want to fuck" I yelled at him, unaware of how close we were "No Cara, you only get to fuck me, I own you and this sweet pussy of yours" he said, sliding his fingers into my pussy. All this started because of that stupid threesome I agreed to. Sewa has been alone for most of her life, not because she couldn't have friends, no, she just enjoyed her own company and she loved peace and quiet. It lasted for a while until she came across the greatest disturbance Antonio Rivera, an Italian womanizer who took to liking her and her body. She can't seem to get him out of her mind after their first meeting and likewise. The man started to grow a strong sexual desire towards her until it became something more, something he dreaded. Okay this shit is getting too long. I hope you enjoy it really.

He stared at her dancing figure in the dark, how she swayed her hips to the rhythm of the music, without realizing the effects she has on him. How he want to have her pinned on the bed screaming and moaning his name as he thrusts into her. But he married, she's engaged and worst of all she's a neighbor /a friend to his wife. But sweet Lord Jesus he wants her for she is his. ILLICIT OBSESSION.

In which an eighteen-year-old succumbs to an older man . . . "I can't resist him, even though I tried. Call me weak, pathetic, my ears are deaf except if it's his voice they're listening to. Because no matter what, just one touch and I'm at his mercy."

"Either you become a cheater and fuck me, or you break up with her and still fuck me. I'll win either way." . . "I usually get everything I want. But it wasn't the same case with him. I could show off my sweet smile and flutter my lashes, but that still wouldn't make him mine." At the ripe age of nineteen, it's an understatement to say that Aurora Amoretto's love life is a bit... bland. But what she has yet to discover, is that there will be a certain man who will change that.

*sequel of Mercy* After the tragic 'break-up' that has taken place between Athena and Vincenzo, she went to college to busy herself and distract her from the heartache he caused. It's now a year and a half later, and Athena has returned home for the holidays. She has matured in many ways and promised herself never to be naïve again, to never let someone in her heart that easily. She swore to never succumb to anyone - especially if that someone is named Vincenzo. But as soon as she lays her eyes back on Vincenzo, all that she has promised herself flies out of her mind. She starts doubting all her promises because she knows that she won't be able to resist his charms. And deep down she wonders if she really has moved on from him.

❝ Wrap your tongue around my cock la mia bellezza. Feel me, & enjoy the rhapsodies you are creating.❞ 𝘐𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘹𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘰𝘥𝘦𝘭, 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘺 𝘭𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘪𝘯 & 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘵. 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝, 𝐂𝐨𝐩𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ©𝐕𝐢𝐱𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐬 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟎

As a weak and powerless human, Eve was never meant to survive. Through a series of miracles, she finds herself taken in by werewolves. But she doesn't realize her true power - not until destiny calls and she is faced with two choices: run, or fight to save her pack against the darkest magic. ***** Adopted by an Alpha couple to raise as their own, Eve grew up in a world of wolves. Though she was once abandoned and alone, she is now surrounded by family from two of the most powerful werewolf packs. She has the unwavering love of her parents, the Alpha and Luna of the Crescent Moon Pack, and inexplicably, also the protection of Zachary Stone, the cold but devastatingly handsome Alpha of the Red Moon Pack. Eve never thought she would truly become one of them, as she is no werewolf, but when she discovers her true identity and starts seeing visions, she realizes that the fate of everyone she loves may lie in her hands. Content and/or Trigger Warning: This story contains violence. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]] Cover designed by Lily Taylor

{FIRST BOOK IN 'THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE' SERIES} {2014-2018} A girl moved to California two years ago. No one knows what she looks like. All they know is that she wears a hoodie. *~*~*~* "HOLY SHIT, NOAH! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU LET THE TROLLEY GO?! COME BACK! OH MY FUCKING LIFE, FIZZY DRINKS UP AHEAD--" BANG FIZZ POP "...am I dead?" I'm suddenly grabbed by the back of my hoodie and pulled up from the ground and out of the mess of the opened bottles of fizzy which had exploded when the trolley and I crashed into them. My hands instantly go to my hood and I sigh in relief to find that it hadn't fallen off through all of that. I turn my head and look the the employee who's holding me, his face completely red and the vein in his neck throbbing. "Wassup, dude?" I smile sheepishly. *~* {HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Funny #1 in Sad And #1 in Cancer apparently }