"𝐁𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐈𝐬 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞. 𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐌𝐞." Passion has had a rough upbringing. Her parents died when she was young and she was left to her drug using aunt who barely paid attention to her. She grew up lonely and unloved until her teen year when she blossomed into a beautiful young lady. She used that as her advantage and decided against focusing on school, she became a well known cam girl known as "Bliss". Maddox is the type of guy mothers worn their daughters of and dads threaten to beat up. He's well known, got girls hanging off his arm and a great group of friends. But it's not enough. So he turns to a cam girl site called "HoneyGirls" and stumbles upon Bliss, who spices up his boring, uneventful life. What happens when Bliss happens to be his neighbor.

❝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.

[COMPLETE] Might be 18+, but honestly we all know half the reads will be 18- ;) --- New York, year 2021, the Three Outlaw Towers scrape the gray sky of the Big Apple. The Peak, The Den and The Abyss are the greatest - and wealthiest - associations of outlaws in the entire world. The Viper, Helen Grace Donovan, 22, interpreter, assassin, and Heir of the Abyss. The Cobra, Dean Warren, 26, CEO of one of the greatest banks worldwide, assassin, and Heir of the Peak. Ever since she became an assassin three years ago after a tragic death, the Viper has kept her identity secret, staining her hands with the blood of people who never knew the face of their killer. Some people call her Death, some call her a myth. But she's very real. And very pissed. Her new job is to kill her sworn enemy Dean Warren, giving her boss Derek Dawson monopoly of the Peak. Her knowledge of four languages - Italian, English, Spanish and French - will give her an excuse to go undercover as Dean's new interpreter, thanks to the unfortunate passing of his old one. Though, what happens when the truth of their secretly entwined past comes out just as they find out they'll have to work together against a greater threat? Neither of them is a saint. Both of them are trained assassins. But what else are they? Enemies? Lovers? Or could they be both? --- I will put specific tags in the first chapter for the trigger warnings. Please proceed with caution and RESPECT.

"𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐭" ------------------------------------ I hear he breathing hitch I lean over close to her ear. "You know what I hate hm" she doesn't respond "I don't like repeating myself," I say as I squeeze her neck a little tighter not enough to cause pain not that I think she would mind. Something tells me that this vixen likes a little pain. "No sir" she tried to say but it comes out as a soft moan. What I'd pay to hear that every day. "I hate being ignored Arabelle" she visibly gulps "I wasn't I wasn't ignoring you" I chuckle humorlessly release her neck and go sit in my chair. "Over my knee Now!" she looks stunned but doesn't move. "I already told you I don't like repeating myself"