"You really are bad with timings." ---------------------------- "You're mine." He growled causing my heart to skip a million beats as i blinked in shock with parted lips. "Every bit of you belongs to me. I own you." He snarled with anger. I didn't know if i was supposed to be elated or fear that statement. I don't want to belong to someone who kills people, to a monster. To the devil himself. "Let me see your body because no one else will do. And if it happened, i will rip their heads off." ---------------------------- https://open.spotify.com/playlist/663PQgB7bU6UyORZEAgOB9?si=jR0KldxJRr-atqsUVigpLA Professor Riddle/ Anastasia Pierce (You are her) Smut: a lot of smut. Trigger warning: rápe/ abuse/ drugs/ etc

"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.

"𝐈 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐲," 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞, 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬. "𝐈'𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞," 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞. "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐈 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮," 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞. ________ Contains: •Theo Nott x Draco Malfoy romances •love triangle x threesomes •Enemies to lovers •Dancing with the enemy •GIFS and photos •started: 13.1.2021 •ended: 1.4.2021 Trigger warning: This book contains mature content like sex descriptions, language, violence, sexual and physical abuse, death. If you're not comfortable with that, don't read. No translations allowed. Highest ranking: #1 in Draco #1 in Lorenzozurzolo #1 in Maturescenes #1 in Pansyparkinson #1 in Hogwarts #1 in Slytherin #1 in Potter #1 in Voldemortsdaughter #1 in Mature scenes #1 in Snape #1 in Theonott

My chest exploded with excitement, his words making me clench my thighs together. Mattheo shoved his knee between my legs making me gasp, his touch finally returned to my body. "Don't do that." I squeezed my thighs around his thigh, making him groan. "Fuck Aurora." Mattheo rasped. I rolled my hips against him, a strangled moan escaping my lips. "You're pretty fucking pathetic." Mattheo spat releasing my neck, his hand moved down my chest, filling my stomach with anticipation. "You're really that needy?" Mattheo asked. His fingers brushed over my clit making me squeeze my eyes shut, holding back a moan. CONTAINS DRUGS/ SEXUAL CONTENT/VIOLENCE/TOXIC RELATIONSHIP Highest rankings #1 in Blaise zabini #4 in Mattheo Riddle #1 in Riddle #2 in kink #1 in book #9 in knifeplay #1 in hookup #2 in wizard #2 in wizarding world #1 in Ron Weasley

18+| COMPLETE✔️ "Ali..." He sighed, his breath tickling the skin of Alison's neck. He tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, admiring her beauty, how youthful she was. He then took his hand off her, suddenly aware of the line he had crossed. "This is wrong." He sighed, not looking at Alison. She could feel it in his heaving chest that he was battling his consciousness and his desire. She was fighting the same feelings. They both tried to resist, to rationalize, to not give into temptation. He was her teacher for goodness' sake, and if that wasn't enough, he was so much older than her. It was wrong in so many ways, and yet they couldn't seem to step away. "It feels right." Alison said boldly. She moved her lips to his, on her tiptoes. Dr Damon suddenly gripped her forearms, his face becoming tense and serious. "After weeks of annoying me, being a class clown, disturbing my lessons, embarrassing me in front of my colleagues, disrespecting me, you think you can just waltz into my office dressed like this, taunt me like this... You're a bad student Alison Bardot, you're a very bad girl." _____ It's said that a great teacher can shape and guide you. That couldn't be truer for Alison. Christopher Damon challenges her, sends her to hell and back, only for her to ask for more. She knows it's wrong, so wrong in so many ways, but she can't resist her young, mysterious, and magnetic Art History professor. _____ This book is for mature audiences. You have been warned. 📝 Good Grammar Guaranteed ⭐️ THIS STORY IS COMPLETE 💖Happy ending ⛔️ Please don't comment any spoilers! Started: June 6th 2021 Finished: February 7th 2022 Top Story Rankings: #1 in Artist - July 24th, 2023 #1 in Adult Fiction - February 19th, 2022 #1 in Adult Fiction again - October 4th, 2022 #1 in StudentTeacher - January 24th, 2022 #2 in Adult Themes - September 3rd, 2021 #3 in Submissive - April 10th, 2022 #3 in Artist - June 26th, 2022 #4 in Student - March 21st, 2022

𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐩𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐈'𝐦 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐚𝐦 𝐈 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭? #ProfessorMalfoy#smut @heylolittaheyy 2021

SEQUEL TO "PAINT ME, PROFESSOR" | 18+ "You think I'm going to treat you differently now that you're my wife?" Chris asked, circling Ali. She wiggled her tied wrists to free herself, but she knew her efforts were futile. The blindfold wasn't helping either as anxiety and tension rose in her body. He stood behind her and gripped her tied wrists roughly, dragging them down until she fell to her knees with a loud thump. Ali gasped and tensed up as Chris caressed her naked body with his free hand. "Do you think I'll be nicer? Milder? Do you think I'll make love to you like a good husband?" Ali knew this feeling all too well, yet it never got old. Christopher Damon was the only person who had ever made her feel this way: dominated, worshipped, and free. Even now when they were older and she was no longer his student, she still felt his control, his power, his dominance. It was intoxicating and she wanted it all. "No Sir," she replied, gulping. She could feel his hot breath on her neck. "That's right," he said against her ear. He inhaled the lilac perfume in her hair, reminding himself to go slow. Chris ran his left hand up her arm as he got up from the floor. Ali felt the the cold golden ring on his finger as he did so, giving her goosebumps. What he said next, however, made a shiver run icily down her spine: "You're mine to do whatever I please." _____ This book is for mature audiences. You have been warned. 📝 Good Grammar Guaranteed Started: 19 February 2022 Finished: On-going

I breathe heavily and he grab a full fist of my hair and pull it back and his breath fanned my neck as he started to whisper, "Do you want me, Y/n?" He left kisses down my neck as I roll my hips. "Do you want me so bad?" He said softly. I closed my eyes and bit my lower lip as I nodded. "I want you." I whispered. "Please-" "I fucking like it when you beg for me." He chuckled out deeply. "Move your hips more." He whispered as his breath fanned my neck, and I feel the coolness when his breath fanned my neck after he left wet kisses. [ Year 6 ] draco × reader [COMPLETED STORY] ! This story contains mature stuff like sex ! ✰ the first few chapters are so not good, but the next chapters will get better and better ✰ this book is messy ngl, but i think I'll fix it in the future All the HP characters in this story belongs to jkr. Candace Cavecove and Noah Mason are mine. Book cover is by me.

COMPLETED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ❝ 𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮. ❞ ❝ 𝐰𝐞'𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧. 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟. ❞ - 5th-7th YR. OOTP-TDH extended summary + triggers in intro #7 in dracomalfoy - 10/31/20 #2 in goldentrio - 11/10/20 #5 in zabini - 12/15/20 #10 in redemption - 12/26/20 #1 in wizard - 01/03/21 #1 in malfoyfamily - 01/07/21

He stared at me for a minute longer, tilting his head to the side as he watched me. For the first time I wanted him to kiss me, I wanted him to lean in and press his lips against mine, to touch me and completely devour me right here, on this damn desk. I know he was aware I was thinking this - the way he was looking at me with his eyes tracing down at me, he was an excellent legilimens. Love and hate are both rooted in passion, so what's the difference?