"I thought he was cold and distant... until we're in a relationship". This story is lovingly dedicated to my delulu side, the one that dreams of a boyfriend who's cold to the world, but melts completely for me. If you're the type to imagine soft kisses, stubborn sulking and arms that never let go, even in sleep, then welcome to this chaotic, clingy love ride. Meet the guy, On the outside, he's stoic. Distant. The kind of guy who rarely smiles, barely speaks and keeps everyone at arm's length. But when it's just the two of us? He's a whole different person. Clingy. Touch-starved. Ridiculously affectionate. And oh-he sulks if I don't listen to his rambles. His love language? Physical touch. What happens when the quiet, dominant boyfriend who always needs skinship gets a taste of his own medicine? Let's just say... he's not as tough as he looks.

"to burn with desire and keep quiet about it is the greatest punishment we can bring on ourselves." - Federico García Lorca Staying out of trouble is not Frank Castle's strong suit. But is Jenavieve Howlett more trouble than The Punisher can handle? Frank Castle x OC (slight X-Men crossover) [The Punisher, Season 2] WARNING: It's Frank Castle, so obviously, this story contains violence. #1 in #frankcastle - Oct24-June25 #1 in #thepunisher - Oct2024, Jan-March2025 #1 in #jonbernthal - Aug, Sep, 2024, May2025 #1 in #punisher - Aug2024 #1 in #daredevil - Aug2024

"Do you trust me, Lauren?", Kehlani stared deeply into those green orbits that had the strongest hold on her heart, "Yes, Mistress", she said. How long until it breaks you? PART II : " NO , BABY " ( KEHLANI ) ---------- Fanfic - converted story All rights reserved. Warning : Kehlani G!P, very mature 18+

Completed ✅ *BOOK 1 in the Gang Life series. * "You are mine! Do you understand?" He says. His soft lips are right up against my ear, his hands either side of my head and my back is up against the cold wall behind me. I roll my eyes at him, looking away. He slams his hand into the wall, making me jump and the white paint crack and chip. "Did you just roll your eyes at me?" He asks, voice dangerously low. "Don't do that... unless you want to see how I handle it" He groans, his dangerous dark brown eyes bore into mine. *** When young African-American girl Adeline Carter is faced with possibly one of the most interesting business deals of her life, how will she handle it? Will she rise above the challenge? Or will she crumble to his charms first?

❝You aren't ugly Shi. You're beautiful inside and out.❞ ❝I'm a living disaster that's waiting to be unleashed.❞ ❝Yeah. But you're our beautiful disaster. And we wouldn't have it any other way.❞ [Suicide Squad FanFic] {Strarted - 8/22/16 Finished - 11/06/17} (©Poison_Ivy99 2016)

✪ 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧. (⚠️Underage female protagonist.) They said he was a ruthless, thuggish, and demented man, Yéri Francinova believed it. When all things go and going nowhere fast and the climax has been reached, she finds the best of him and overlooks his image she's began to love. She goes through changes and delusion, morphing into something she's gotten accommodated to. Before she knew it, she was a good girl in the burned down suburbs gone bad in the heart of Compton, California with the help of her mischievous lover as every associate calls him, Mr. Santana. ✰ "And if loving you is a crime, tell me why do I bring out, the best in you..." 2019, blvckthrills. PAST RANKED #1 in YBNNAHMIR. #1 in YBN. #1 in DAMAGE. #1 in NAHMIR. #1 in WATTYAWARDS.

Nea Riar, a human, accidentally stumbles upon a portal to another world full of everything she has thought to be a myth. There she meets five men; Fae, Demon, Shifter, Warlock, and Incubus. What these five men have in common is that they are each seen as a threat in a society ruled by matriarchy. In the world of Asorix, Arradona is a Queendom where women are superior. Most are physically closer to the size men, the difference in high not as great, and their magical capabilities are naturally stronger from birth. They dominate and tame men, claiming those they see fit as husbands to add to their growing harems. Those of the upper class compete with one another by comparing the number of husbands they have in their harems, ranging anywhere from the tens to the hundreds, and even a rare few in the thousands. In these lands, five men; Zev Dubois, Cassius Montgomery, Jaxon Novak, Ezra Larsen, and Axel Dimitrov are anomalies. They're stronger than any male that has existed, physically and in terms of magical capabilities. The extent of their power is unknown, but it's speculated that they are more powerful than women also. Their power and wealth has earned them a high status without having to marry a wife to gain it, something that was impossible before them. They are seen as a threat by the Council. In an attempt to control them, the Council orders that they must each take a wife in hopes that she can tame these men who show signs of being dominant. The women of Asorix stumble over one another trying to take at least one of the five as a husband for their harem because of their looks, money, and status in society that would all become their own. During this time the five men come across Damanea, a woman who isn't like the rest. She's the opposite of what women in their world are like. Instead of being dominant, assertive, and abusive, she's meek, cautious, and weak. So what do they do? They marry her. Updated Patreon Link: patreon.com/DRK_Stories

❝the sayin, live fast and die young is what they told us.❞ frenetic adjective fast and energetic in a rather wild and uncontrolled way. origin from old greek, middle old english. ( s1-s2) season one: completed season two: started © diamondswhite, 2019

⭐ #1 in Sin, Lust, & Live ⭐ "Get back on the bed." Even though Adonis just fucked me, I'm intimidated, which is something I hate. I wrap men around my finger and leave them with hard-ons for a living. I'm Mistress, Baby Girl, Honey, I am whatever dream men want. Adonis sees right through it, past the facade I put up. I don't like it one bit. Especially coming from an asshole like him. This whole day he has stuck his nose up at me, acted like he is better than me when we do the same thing for a living. Our time on camera came to an end and as soon as I covered up, I was finished. The first thing out of my mouth is, "The show is done." "Well, I'm not," And with that he rips my robe in two from behind and throws me back onto the bed. I squeeze my legs closed, unsure if I'll be able to take him again after so soon. I can't deny that even with his temper and sharp-tongue, he's made me feel things I have never felt before. I don't get a chance to think it over because he forces my legs open and slams himself back inside me. Oh, Fuck.

This is a series of one-shot stories that were requested from tumblr!