"Luci I wanted to-" "Don't f*cking call me that," Lucifer interrupted, speaking in a monotonous voice, whilst staring intently at the marbled floor beneath his feat. "It suits you though!" Dior defended in a giggly tone, but his expression did not change. "I said don't f*cking call me that." "You can even give me a silly nickname if you'd like," she proposed. Silence "Eh, you'll learn to love me one day." Little did she know, he already did. ------------------------------------------------ After the kidnapping and torturing of Dior Delilah Hamilton, the only daughter of the biggest mob boss in New York, Dante Hamilton, her father had no choice but to hire a full-time bodyguard for her, otherwise known as : Lucifer Alistair. Dior Delilah Hamilton Despite how the world has treated her, the contagious smile on her face never faltered. Bringing joy to those around her was her addiction, and the innocent aura surrounding her can never go unnoticed. With 3 older brothers, and a mafia man for a father, she was protected beyond belief. Or so they thought... Lucifer Alistair. His name itself causes the strongest of men to shiver in their boots. And boy did he live up to his name. He'd been let down all his life and learnt to never expect anything from anyone, because everyone will leave you in the end. His mind was set. He was to be a lone wolf til his last breath. Broken, misunderstood, heartless, soulless even, Lucifer could not be fixed. That was until Dior slithered her way into his shattered heart, and vowed to make it whole again. ---------------------------------- I don't own any pictures used in this story All rights reserved, do not copy my work

Falling in love with a sadistic toy maker was never part of the plan. The Toy Maker loving her back only made things interesting. The second book in the Pink Cherry series.

FREE STORY. PAID BONUS CHAPTERS. There's a thin line between love and hate. One thing Rosalie Jackson knows for sure is that what she feels towards star college hockey player Roman King is definitely hate and that feeling is mutual. Having hated each other ever since they met in freshman year under not-so-great circumstances, nothing has changed two years on. What they see as hate everyone else sees as sexual tension, and there are only so many insults they can throw at each other before that tension is released. Their feud continues through junior year and as much as they would love to avoid each other at all costs, they keep getting thrown together under the worst circumstances possible. As their rivalry heats up, so do their consequences. Stuck with each other for a full year, they'll find themselves spending more and more time together than ever before. Hockey games, temptation, and science experiments will go wrong. At the end of it all, maybe, just maybe, they'll become each other's perfect obsession. [The Jackson Family Series Book 2 - can be read as standalone]

❝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.

Rosalie Eldridge lived the high life. She was the golden good girl during high school and now that she was a freshman in college, she continued to live up to her reputation. At the age of nineteen, she could have everything you could want. The girl with the astonishing grades, rich family, stunning face, handsome boyfriend, perfect life. Perfect. Although perfect was just a dictionary adjective that everyone strived to be, but never would be because that was simply the opposite of reality. Everyone has their own flaws, just like Rosalie. Everything seemed to go smoothly for the girl. It was hard to believe that Rosalie Eldridge has ever lived a bad day. Rosalie Eldridge and Youssef Romero's love was equal to that of Romeo and Juliet. But Romeo and Juliet was anything but a love story, it was a tragedy with lust being confused for love. Everything that was once perfect comes crumbling down eventually. In this case, when her loving boyfriend Youssef decided to screw her perfect life up and sleep around, Rosalie Eldridge later finds out that revenge surely was sweet. And she happens to learn that through Youssef's forty-one-year-old father. 2020-ongoing. ©sinfulsrose *ON HOLD*

BLYTHE. (noun) Happiness, cheerfulness. Someone who's joyful. Zoe doesn't remember the exact date she got ill. All she knows is that once she was fine and then she wasn't. Unable to find a way to cure her depression, at the tender age of eighteen, she decides to end her life once and for all only to be found by a mysterious man and saved. The same man disappears the next morning. Now she's 24, almost a graduated, suicidal psychology student and even more eager to bid her last goodbyes. But what if life isn't done playing with her just yet, and the man she'd obsessed over and hated for the last six years of her life reappears? Will her plans of leaving for good change? Sold as a sex slave at a young age, Sawyer finally finds himself free, saved by an unknown man who offers him a new identity, family and life, only to have them all snatched away by the monsters of the past. He finds himself once again in the sex industry he grew up in and loathed for the sake of revenge. What can two young people who have lost everything and have nothing on this earth do but fight to survive till they see the empire that fucked them up burned into ashes? WARNING: MATURE CONTENT. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. Cover by @__AK__WRITES

A Hades/Persephone retelling. How often do you catch yourself wondering how somebody's touch would feel? How soft their hands would be as they caressed your entire form, how sweet their lips would taste when they descended down to yours, how diabolic the touch would become as the hands would drift lower and lower? Persephone often wondered the same thing. [...] She saw the nymph playfully push the satyr down on the soft grass before straddling him, the sheer fabric of her garment highlighting her graceful movements. She heard her giggling and the satyr's amused growls and her green eyes widened when she saw the satyr's hand wander underneath the nymph's skirt. Perhaps, she should have left the moment she realised what she had stumbled upon. Perhaps, she should have return to her field of lilies and picked some flowers for her mother, Demeter. Perhaps, she should have but she didn't. ❁❁❁ In which the dreadful King of the Underworld steals the daughter of Spring. All images belong to their respective owners. Source: Pinterest.

When word spread that Callista Drakos' brother Paris was killed, she couldn't believe it. She abandoned everything and sought him out. What she didn't expect was the trap that was laid to capture her, much less that the legendary Gabriel Arsenio to be sent to eliminate her. To top it all off, her secretive ex-lover was the man who now stood between her and her would-be-killer. Getting murdered, however, is now the least of her problems when she stumbles upon a kid with an uncanny talent to make things explode and Irish mercenaries begin to hunt her. Amidst her search for her brother, and threats of nuclear war, she couldn't help being drawn to the murderer who refused to kill, and the liar who would let the world burn. cover by thegraphicsdistrict on IG *ongoing* *unedited first draft*

Warning: Mature Audiences Only!! -Strong Sexual Content -R-rated language -Adult situation This book is a ROMANCE, no matter how terrifying it may look at first. *** DESCRIPTION *** "I'll fucking slit your throat, you lying cunt. I don't have to burn you alive, I'll murder you with my own bare hands. I'll enjoy it, too. Laugh my ass off while you drown in your own blood, you're worthless and pathetic." He spat, his body shaking with uncontrollable rage. I felt my windpipes being crushed, tears welded in my eyes as I choked. I gasped for air, "well...someone d-didn't eat breakfast this morning. You're just Cuckoo for Coco P-Puffs." His massive hands tightened around my throat, shaking my body violently as his knuckles turned white with force, his beautiful face turned completely sinister with anger. Black spots darted in my vision, consuming my sight as they grew. My head started to feel light and airy as I began choking to death. His voice shook with rage, "What. Are. You." He seethed. His red eyes wide with fury. "I'm Batman." I choked, as I blacked out. *** 18 years ago, a baby girl was born, but she was born frail and weak. Her bones were delicate, and her heart could not beat on its own. The doctors told the mother that she would surely die within hours of her birth. Her mother prayed for something, anything to save her baby. The Devil answered. He saved her baby, and granted her the favor of life. With the mark of the Devil himself, branded into the smooth flesh of her skin. She had been claimed by the Devil, her fate sealed by the scar. But everyone knows... The Devil always comes to collect. ***