IF YOU ARE NOT OVER 18YRS OLD - THIS STORY IS NOT FOR YOU! At thirteen Ryan Blake moves to California from London, England. Her dad gets a new promotion so that means her whole life has to move across to the other side of the world to his new job; a new job for him - a new school, new friends & new enemies for her. Her family love the idea of a new life in a different country but not Ryan. She's shy, withdrawn & hates meeting new people. When she's introduced to the new family next door, Mrs Greyson introduces her eldest son, Noah but then mentions her two other children & she calls the "her terrors". The thought of living next door to two siblings, who even their mother calls terrors freights her & makes her feel uneasy. But Ryan never expected the Greyson brothers to be the the older brother companionship she didn't know she needed. They are more than close, despite the five & six year age gap between them. They care for her like family & are always there for her no matter what, they just want what's best for her. When she returns from college a few years later, after not being home for two years the boys are no longer boys, they are now both men & now Ryan is too no longer a girl - blossomed into a beautiful young women, the brothers see how far she has come from being the shy teenager next door, to a beautiful, young, confident women. A women they have both loved for years. A women they both want. A women that they claim as 'Ours'. "Patience princess, we both want a taste, the more we tease you, the wetter you are... the better you'll taste," Nico says, his wet hot tongue tracing a line up my throat. I look at him with confusion & watch as his hand trails down the rest of me, tugging at the band of my panties. "W-we?" I whisper. "You didn't think I'd let him have all the fun alone, did you beautiful?" Nates voice says. I look to the left of me & there he is - Nate, laying down with his elbow propped up supporting him while he watches Rank- *1 #share

⭐ #1 in Sin, Lust, & Live ⭐ "Get back on the bed." Even though Adonis just fucked me, I'm intimidated, which is something I hate. I wrap men around my finger and leave them with hard-ons for a living. I'm Mistress, Baby Girl, Honey, I am whatever dream men want. Adonis sees right through it, past the facade I put up. I don't like it one bit. Especially coming from an asshole like him. This whole day he has stuck his nose up at me, acted like he is better than me when we do the same thing for a living. Our time on camera came to an end and as soon as I covered up, I was finished. The first thing out of my mouth is, "The show is done." "Well, I'm not," And with that he rips my robe in two from behind and throws me back onto the bed. I squeeze my legs closed, unsure if I'll be able to take him again after so soon. I can't deny that even with his temper and sharp-tongue, he's made me feel things I have never felt before. I don't get a chance to think it over because he forces my legs open and slams himself back inside me. Oh, Fuck.

#27- flowers 11/21/18 #748- poetry We had this sick fantasy that we could be in love forever. That no one could tear us apart. Well, except ourselves.

"I want you." he said voicing his thoughts. She looked at him innocently. "I'm here." she answered confused. Her innocence only fueled his desire. He took threatening steps to her as she stepped backed until her back hit the wall. With him so close to her she felt his heat and minty breathe on her face. She saw his grey eyes darkened when she bit her lips nervously. "Don't do that, you're making it much harder for me." he voiced huskily from trying to hold to his restraint. "Don't do what?" she asked, her voice trembling from his nearness. With that statement his control snapped, before she knew his intentions his lips meet hers. Since she was born, Iris has never been outside her house because of the warnings her deranged mother told her about dark shadows and silent whispering among monsters. Not until her mother died. Ace was dark, cold, dangerous and everything people feared until he collided with an angel who melts his cold stone heart with her innocent green eyes and decided to take her and keep her for himself.

Jazmyn lebt ihr kleines perfektes Leben als einzige Tochter eines Mafia Bosses. Mit unendlich vielem Geld, und 6 älteren Brüdern, die sie vor allem und jedem Beschützen. Nichts könnte besser laufen. Doch als sich plötzlich das Blatt wendet weiß Jazmyn zu anfang nicht, wie sie damit umgehen soll. Ein Problem nach dem anderen konfrontiert sie, vor dem sie dieses mal nicht beschützt werden kann, was wird als nächstes Passieren, und wie wird Jazmyn handeln?

In dieser Geschichte erlebe ich etwas ziemlich verrücktes denn ich gehe in dieser Geschichte auf einem Hof zum übernachten.

Ella Brockamp hat einfach irgendwie Pech im Leben. Hals über Kopf in Probleme geraten sieht ihr ähnlich. Die Sache mit der Mafia ist aber doch ein bisschen zu groß. Zwischen den Fronten muss sie sich zurecht finden und ihren Platz einnehmen. Das Ganze scheint nicht leicht und einige Dinge werden klar, Dinge, die man vielleicht gar nicht wissen will... TW: Gewalt, sexualisierte Gewalt, Alkohol (Drogen), Stalking

Ich dachte immer seinen stolz irgendwie bekommen zu können. Er war enttäuscht keinen Sohn bekommen zu haben und so habe ich alles versucht perfekt zu sein . Ich wollte alles weiterführen, wollte beweisen das ich es konnte.Doch er war wieder enttäuscht und schickte mich in einen anderen Staat um 'vernünftig' zu werden und einen Aufpasser bekam ich auch noch. Besser konnte es ja nicht werden. Das supergeile Cover ist von CarmenReuland. ...schaut bei Gelegenheit mal bei ihr vorbei;)

Is the answer to a breakup a hookup? Marissa is a craps dealer, and in one quick second that she never wants to remember, her life turns to crap. Her best friend convinces her that the cure for a breakup is a hookup, and reluctantly, she heeds this advice. However, Jack (what was his name again?) is not the average girl's revenge fling. Women throw themselves at Jack, toss their lingerie on the stage, and scream his name. Marissa has no idea of his public identity, and while she does not initially throw herself at him, she does go on to toss aside her lingerie and ultimately scream his name. Five minutes after parting, Marissa holds no illusions about seeing him again, but does vow a new outlook on her life and herself. Five days later, they exchange a very short text. Five months later, Jack astounds her with an invitation to Los Angeles. Although Jack is now a star in her very non rock star fantasies, Marissa is concealing a huge secret that prevents her from accepting. Five years later, the secret comes out, and despite the conflicting emotions each feels toward the other, they must bridge their two worlds together. Jack Who? by Lisa Gillis is a sweet and spicy romance that will bring smiles and wring tears—it is a one night stand gone awry, and a couple who work together years later for a fix. 'Jack Who?' is the first in the Silver Strings Series (G String Set). 'Weathering Jack Storm' is second, and 'Snow Storms' is third. The Silver Strings Series will contain trilogies for each string on a guitar, and is kicked off with this G String Set.

Callie: „Du bist wirklich ein wandelndes Klischee, weißt du das? Der große, gefährliche Bad Boy mit der geheimnisvollen, philosophischen Ader." Mason: „Und du bist die reiche, hübsche Prinzessin, die vom ausbruch aus ihrem goldenen Käfig träumt mit einem viel zu losen Mundwerk.", kontert er sofort, ein Funkeln in seinen Augen. „Vielleicht brauchen Klischees manchmal nur eine Chance, um echt zu werden." Ist ABGESCHLOSSEN und wurde am 29.11.24 fertig überarbeitet. Viel Spaß beim lesen🥰 Teil 1: Amore de la Mafia Teil 2: Amore de la Mafia- verführerisch, sexy