"I'm a Nymphomaniac. I'm a sex addict. Being my woman is intense, and most women think they can handle it, can handle everything I can give to your mind, your body and soul," His voice whispered in her ear as he removed all space from between them. "I think you can handle me, do you?" Aziel is a man that chose celibacy to control his addiction, promising to not even open the door unless he knows it'll never have to be closed. Finding a woman that could accept and take care of his needs was unfound, not for the lack of trying. So when he felt this pull to a woman, he knew that she was the one, one who could take all that he had to give. Sabriya was a woman you would describe as having a high sex drive. Although she had class, there was no shame in her game of bringing men home on the first night. Sex was something she truly enjoyed but ever since her last relationship, that was the first taste of sex with emotions attached. It changed her views, it ruined her having one night stands. When she meets him, his self control with sex was new, but it turned her on. Will Sabriya be able to handle everything that comes with Aziel or will it become too much?

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

Clara Sanchez and Miles Morales had been roommates for somewhere over three years, without any problems - and surprisingly, no short relationships between the two of them -. Clara had never really thought about Miles, until he started acting more.. Affectionate. In a Miles way, of course. ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ DISCONTINUED

dating a superhero is complicated... are you willing to take the risk ? (REQUESTS ARE OPEN!♥︎) -BLACK she/her reader- (this is an imagine book, meaning the chapters do not connect together) miles is 17-18 in this story.

"but you, hermosa, you... can call me the prowler."

"ɢᴀꜱ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪ ꜱᴍᴏᴋᴇ, ɴɪɢɢᴀ" hey yallll thank you for even tuning tf in. If you haven't read my Hobie Brown one go read that too. *DARK MODE PLEASE*

When you were younger, your parents had died. It was a fuzzy memory as to what even happened to them, or what caused them to die. Their death has been a complete mystery. Ever since then, your cousin's parents has decided to look after you. As you grow up and go on about your regular life, you try to search for what happened to your parents. Along the way, you meet this boy who is around your age, Miles Morales. And instead, you start to wonder about Miles' life. Do you want to know what happens next? - you're a sophomore btw

𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇; 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗅𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝖺 𝗌𝗈𝖿𝗍 𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝗋.

"The sexual tension was so thick in the car you could cut it with a knife...He gripped my waist and hoisted me in the air, my legs were around his waist. I could feel his erection poking me through his pants. We couldn't seem to get enough of each other." Avaa Scott is one of the most sought out psychiatrist in Philadelphia. She's the best at her job, but her personal life is a little jacked up. Her boyfriend has cheated on her for the last time, so that night she and her family decide to go to the club. But Avaa doesn't leave with them. What will happen when she has a one night stand with a mysterious man? Will they meet again? Read to find out This story includes mature content. Read at your own risk.