(Book #6 of the Best Friend Series) _____________________________ "Caleb," I gasp, not able to help the sound from escaping my lips. It shouldn't come as a surprise that he's standing in front of me, we did come to the party together, but it's his anger that stuns me. "Jeremy, Ensley, really?" He growls, moving closer to me. My chest begins to heave rapidly, something I seem to have no control over. "I don't know what you're talking about," I shake my head and he lets out bitter laugh, bringing himself so close to my face that I can feel his breath against my lips. "Don't lie to me," he spits, both hands slamming down to the drywall beside my head. I flinch, shutting my eyes for a brief second to regain my composure. "Next time you open your legs for someone, Ensley be smart enough to make sure he's not going to be boasting about it to the entire school. I'm sick of doing your fucking dirty work all the goddamn time." Anger snaps through my body and that's when I lose it. Using all of my strength, I push the muscular boy away, glaring just at his presence. "Fuck you, Caleb," I seethe, trying to keep my wild emotions at bay. I want to cry because I'm so angry. "You're such a fucking asshole, do you know that? God, I can't believe I put up with you." He makes it easy for me to walk away, but I think it's just so he can do his next move. Grabbing my arm, he swiftly pulls me back towards him and against the wall. "Don't ever walk away from me again, do you understand me?" His voice chills me deep to the core, sending a thrill threw me even though I try to fight it off. "Fuck you." Is my response. "Let's go," he grunts and then his mouth is devouring my own. What the hell is happening in my life? WARNING: sexual content, explicit content, violence, and language. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK

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❝I want you so bad.❞ I tease him while trailing my hand up his white buttoned shirt feeling his abs. "Ms. Rose.." His voice was soft and sweet when I lowered myself down to his sleek black dress pants. "We shouldn't do this." He sighed looking down at me as I look up at him as well. "I know, but I want to." "I want to feel all of you Elijah." I unbuttoned his shirt revealing himself to me as I kept myself on my knees. His body was absolutely stunning, chiseled but soft toned abs. "V-Ms. Rose." He groans as I kiss and lick every muscle throughout his body. "Stop talking and let me touch you." I go back up to his face to kiss his wet pink lips. Elijah moans softly in my mouth as I swirled my tongue all around. Slowly, I take both of his pale hands as I still kiss him and put his touch on the back of my zipper. He knew quickly what he was suppose to do, so he unzips my dark red dress and pulls off the dress showing myself to him as well. "Oh..my" He cleared his throat as he saw my cleavage popping right in those dark blue eyes. I never thought I would've grown sexually attracted to my own professor. "Elijah? what the hell is going on in there" Highest rankings # #1 passion #1 slowburn #1 temptation #1 smallagegap #1 risky #1 seduction #2 chancellor #7 unholy #33 hidden #40 badgirlgoodboy #76 tension

❝ Rosalie..❞ he looks down at my body on the bed. "I'm sorry if this isn't what you"- I bit on my bottom lip stopping myself from ranting. "No, you are perfect." He goes on top of me starting to kiss my torso, holding my hips when he starts to feel my trembles. "You're tense." He lifts his head up at me. Callum started to massage my body, to calm me down more. Because I was so damn nervous. I was also scared that what if I started to like Callum. No sex, was supposed to stay a rule. Highest rankings # #1 boarding #1 fakedating

➪ Hᴏᴡ ᴍᴀɴʏ ᴛɪᴍᴇs ᴅᴏ ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ғᴜᴄᴋ ʏᴏᴜ to show your 𝑀𝐼𝑁𝐸.➪ he grumbled having his touch onto my neck against the wall. I quietly whimper feeling the peek of my nipples suddenly growing hard for him. I see that Zane Silver will forever be the death of me- Highest rankings #4 eroticromance #12 goodgirlxbadyboy #98 gangleader

Wie es ist als Tochter eines der gefürchtetsten Männer der amerikanischen Ost-Staaten aufzuwachsen? Du wirst dein ganzes Leben lang darauf vorbereitet irgendwann das Geschäft deines Vaters zu übernehmen. Als Mädchen bleibt dir keine Zeit mit Puppen zu spielen oder reiten zu lernen. Stattdessen wird dir beigebracht, wie man schießt und wo du am besten hinzielst um dein Opfer schnellstmöglich umzubringen. Außerdem wirst du von Zuhause unterrichtet und darfst ohne Bodyguards das Haus nicht verlassen. Du darfst keine Freunde haben und um dein Liebesleben kümmert sich deine Familie. Was also wenn man es nach 18 Jahren eingesperrt sein endlich schafft seinen Vater dazu zu überreden auf eine richtige Highschool gehen zu dürfen? Richtig! Man verliebt sich in den Sohn des größten Konkurrenten und skrupellosesten Gegner seines Vaters. Ausgerechnet in den Sohn des Mannes, an den man seine Mutter verloren hat. #1 der „you are my..." Reihe - Diese Geschichte enthält Gewalt, detaillierte sexuelle Handlungen und Schimpfwörter!⚠️ - Alle Rechte bei mir bis auf die Bilder, die sind alle von Pinterest!

A SHORT STORY! Six-year-old Roseanne, abused mentally and physically by her mother and stepfather. Her life is nothing but living hell with no one to save her. Then, there is her real father, Alexandros Bianchi! Cruel, heartless, wicked monster. Long story short, he isn't the one who will go softy at the innocent acts of his daughter but he definitely can't see a single scratch on her body... WARNING- CONTAINS TRAUMATIC SCENES, MENTIONs OF ABUSE!

He ground his hips onto her core and tightened his grip both on her neck and her thigh. "They're not going to find out. Like how no one's going to find out about us. Are they?" He growled into her ear. Courtney rubbed the hand that was around her neck and the grip softened. She leaned up to place a slow kiss on his jaw, "Of course not." ••• This story takes place exactly where you think. The crème de la crème of adolescents. The Big Six were known by everyone, but even they had their deep, dark secrets that they would do anything to keep from breaching the surface. It would ruin them. Ruin. Those secrets can't fall into the wrong hands, especially if those hands belong to Courtney Jackson. A sly and conniving bitch. ***NOT EDITED***

Two girls, they where never meant to be.. but they got addicted to each other. One with a big and wholesome family living in a big house, with no trouble with money at all. Her name was Layla. One with a religious family living from the little money that she makes by playing guitar on the streets. Her name was Thea. She was hiding a secret. turn out to be in the same class. ༺ ♡ ༻

Sara expected to meet fellow bibliophiles and hearty conversations about prose and reading when she joined a local book club. Fueled with caffeine and passionate talks, she became well acquainted with her new bookoholic friends, especially with Dominic, the man with midnight raven hair and oceanic blue eyes whose charm worked on her like black magic. Though she only intended to bond platonically, she couldn't help but reciprocate his flirtatious glances and sexual innuendos when she thought no one noticed. As she found herself stuck between her poor attempt at surviving her failing relationship and her profound desire for her hot, persuasive writer, she couldn't say no when he made a generous offer she's more than willing to compromise: private writing sessions at his place. ⚠ content/trigger warning: contains mature content, sexual assault, self-harm, mentions of ED, cursing, alcohol/drugs use, emotional abuse & cheating