❝Read me your favorite pieces of poetry while I please you❞ I feel his hardness grow underneath me and watch as his chest begins to rise and fall. His lips part open with heavy breaths. I begin to unbutton his shirt slowly, kissing down his neck almost in the worse and possible - teasing way. The cross necklace lying there, his holiness slipping away inch by inch as I leave my sins along his untainted skin. "P-Please" The deep vibration I feel against my lips as they stay on his pulse. I smile and lift my head, with one slow grind of my hips. Alessio let's a hot moan fall from lips. His erection grows harder, as well as the pulse of my clit. My pussy directly above him. "Read to me Alessio" - Honey Rose is a eighteen year old nymphomaniac sin, her desire for sexual pleasure and the way words slipped off her tongue easily without regret, get her sent to Hartford Academy. Where studies and religion are the only things allowed to be spoken in the halls. In which a nymph corrupts the innocence of her Dean's Son. Cover by : RoseEmiliaSnape Highest Rankings - #1 in badgirlgoodboy. #1 in nymph. #1 in unholy. #1 in tension. #1 in naughty. #1 in boarding-school. #2 in forbidden. #2 in tutor. #5 in seduction. #6 in unholy. #7 in lust. #10 in innocent. #11 in temptation.

❝ 𝐈 𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐄 𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐄. ❞ 18+ | He was an English teacher because he liked to criticize people. His stormy, gray eyes never dared to show emotion, his nose was always sharp with judgment, and his lips wouldn't make an effort to smile. 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐑𝐀𝐃 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐑𝐎𝐄 was 𝘯𝘰𝘵 the professor to mess with. She was an innocent student of his but had absolutely no filter. Perhaps that's what caught his attention at first. Along with her bubbly personality, terrible jokes, wild opinions, and gift in writing. Either way, he was interested. Not just in what she had to say, but in everything about her. 𝐂𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐘 𝐉𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐍 seemed like the last person to major in Creative Writing, but give her a pen and paper and she's the deepest person you'll ever meet. 𝙎𝙝𝙚 was hard to forget about once you meet her. 𝙃𝙚 was as closed off as he was addictive. 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 was one hell of a dangerous road to go down. 𝐂𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐘. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I back up towards the door and he slowly follows, a certain emotion coating over his gray eyes and registering in his complicated brain. "How old are you?" There's something dangerous about the glint in his features, something of an evil awakening. "Almost twenty," I mumble, my hands pressed up against the door. I look up into his dark and cloudy irises, my legs turning into jelly. "Why?" "Just making sure I'm not breaking too many rules at once." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓-𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄. 𝙊𝙛 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙗𝙞𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙣 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚. Does contain mature content. Read at your discretion. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

When River crosses paths with a man who speaks to every hidden hunger inside her, their connection spirals into an all-consuming pull neither of them can resist-but is she Grayson's salvation... or his ruin? *** Everyone in River Avelle's hometown knows about Grayson Maddox-the troubled bad boy who almost killed another student in the middle of the school hallway. Those who look into Grayson's eyes only see pure fury and hatred. They all think he's beyond redemption, even Grayson himself. But not River. As the seemingly perfect good girl, River saw something more in those alluring grey eyes. Something worth holding onto. From the first time their eyes connect, both Grayson and River feel the intense, undeniable attraction between them...but neither of them understand what's pulling them together so fiercely. The closer they get and the more vulnerable they become, River has to wonder: is she saving Grayson from his darkness? Or is she just pulling him further into hers? *** He tips my head toward his with his index finger, keeping my eyes trained on him and driving me crazy with the primal look on his face. His grey eyes look heavy, filled with dark desire, and a shock runs up through my core. Everything around us disappears and all I can sense is him and the hardness pressing between my legs. "What are you doing to me, River?" he whispers, his voice raspy and utterly captivated. His face is lowering and I'm closing my eyes, waiting for soft lips to press against mine. My whole body is on fire as I hold my breath for his touch. *** Cover by @strayin

𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘱𝘴𝘺𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘴. 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮. 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙣 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙨 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙠𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙨, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙡𝙡 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙙𝙪𝙘𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙮𝙨. WARNING: This story will contain: graphic images, mature scenes, unhealthy relationships, age gaps, adult language, mental illnesses, self-harm / drugs, and dark content. All rights reserved, Copyright © 2020 by fxrgetmenot

19 year old Flora started her Career in high school once her mother lost her job and they needed some type of way to pay the bills but did Flora sign a deal with the devil when she decided to work for Victor & Tyler? #3 18plus (3/26/20) !!! #3 bwwm (4/19/20) !!! #2 18plus (4/20/20) !!! #1 18plus (5/7/20) !!! *Mature content* cover by @theblackpepa Completed!

[COMPLETED] 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 They're her boss. She's their assistant. They've been in love with her since the day she first came in for her interview and they will do whatever it takes to make her theirs. ••• "I'm your assistant, nothing more, nothing less." I give the three men a small smile and pick up the folders from the desk. "So stop eye fucking me every time I walk past your office or I'll stab you all in the neck" Phoenix glares. Everest smirks. Miller frowns. With that, I throw them one last warning look before walking out of the room, slamming the door behind me. #1 in poly //17 jan 2022 #1 in Bwwm // 18 feb 2022

𝑫𝑹𝑶𝑾𝑵𝑬𝑫 𝑩𝑳𝑶𝑶𝑫, Book 1 in 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 a dark enemies-to-lovers gang/mafia romance by 𝐊. 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊. 𝐄𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐎𝐋𝐘𝐌𝐏𝐔𝐒 One of the most feared and deadly syndicates in all of Italy. Whispers of their names alone sent shivers down the spines of even the boldest criminals. But among them all, none cast a longer shadow than 𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐔𝐒𝐀-the leader, the weapon, the son of the oldest Russo, and the most brutal soul in the underworld. He wasn't a monster carved from myth. He was worse-human. A man built like a god, carved by rage, and cursed with eyes like the original Gorgon. They didn't turn people to stone anymore... but they froze them just the same. An arms trafficker. A tactician. A tyrant. Medusa wasn't born from the Echoes of Olympus-he forged them with blood and fire. But he wasn't the only myth walking in flesh. She had spent a year running from her past, a year choosing every day not to end it all with a blade across her veins. She could have vanished. But instead, she reached out with bloodstained hands-back into the shadows where it all began. Her name was spoken in the underground like a curse. 𝐇𝐄𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐄-the black-haired goddess. Unpredictable. Unyielding. A tormentor of tormentors. And a woman with nothing left to lose. Now, both rulers of the dark are forced into a fragile alliance-two myths wrapped in flesh, carrying fire and fury in their veins. And they just happen to share the same enemy. 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 - Strong langue - Sexual content - Violence

• 𝗚𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹𝘀 𝗴𝗼 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲𝗻, 𝗯𝗮𝗱 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂• || MATURE CONTENT 18+|| In which a twenty years old broken girl sets her eyes on a married man. She always gets what she wants And right now, she wants 𝒉𝒊𝒎. Started: 25.10.2020 Finished: 15.04.2021 Amazing cover by: @nataliag2020 ♣️ Top ranking: ♣️ #1 in lust #1 in affair #1 in olderguy #1 in married man #1 in passion #1 in sin #1in age-gap #1 in mature

[COMPLETED] "We both agreed, Apollo! We said no feelings, no attachments! You promised you wouldn't get attached." I look down at my lap in worry and shame. I have no idea what to say, I promised her, but like an idiot I broke that promise. "Say something!" My breath hitches and I look up at my beautiful girl through my lashes, my eyes brimming with tears because I know after tonight we won't be seeing each other again. I stand up from the edge of the bed and walk over to her, watching as her chest moves up and down harshly with each breath. My eyes trail over the love marks I left moments ago when we were happy to only get lost in each other's arms temporarily. She's mad at me. I never wanted her to be mad at me. "I'm sorry, baby," I whisper reaching forward to run my finger along her cheek catching the falling tear that flows down her soft skin. "You promised." She whispers. I know. "I promise I'm not attached, Blue." Too late. ••• Apollo and Blue have a few things in common. They're both lonely, they're both sad and they both attend the same university, a place where they stumble upon each other for the first time. So when the two decide to keep each other company by forming a causal relationship, the hard-headed Blue sets clear instructions for Apollo. Do not get attached. #2 Dark // 7 April 2022 #1 Interracial // 8 April 2022