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BULLY ROMANCE ______________ Angelica Wrath was everything her name said she was. Innocent. Sweet. A Daddy's Girl. Pure. A Virgin. Never touched. Never Kissed. Never fucked. All because her father was the Deputy Headmaster and Head of Discipline at the most prestigious private schools in England. She was no one, to anyone. Except to Damien Richards. Noble. Billionaire. Heir to a line of wealth and fame and the best Fly-Half Abernathy College had ever seen. He was treated like a God. The only person he ever had a problem was with the little angel of General Wrath herself. Because there was only room for one person to be perfect in this school and it was Damien. For six years Angelica has lived through constant unrelenting torment from the golden boy, the one who no one believed would hurt a fly. She had no idea, Damien had been caught in her web all along. Maybe Angelica was the Monster his parents always warned him about. His little monster. ______________ #1st in sexy #1st in boardingschool #1st in Goodgirlsarebadgirlsthathaventbeencaught #1st in Old Money #1st in bullyromance #1st in goodgirlsarebadgirls ______________ NO SMUT WARNINGS BUT LOADS OF SMUT (some dub-con scenes) SET IN ENGLAND UPPER SIXTH = 17&18 MESS, CHAOTIC AND QUESTIONABLE DECISIONS MADE, READ WITH CAUTION.

In the shadowed halls of Calloway Estate, a maid's tender discomfort awakens a primal need. Two brothers, bound by grief, find an unexpected sanctuary in her burgeoning milk, forging an obsessive, unbreakable trinity of hunger and devotion. ( Ignore my grammar, spelling mistakes and error).

"It's the things we love most that destroy us." - Coriolanus Snow

Mother, let me tell you a secret Your flowers always died in my hands And I hated being the goddess of spring Something you could never understand And I know how you see me Your broken, corrupted child of light But mother, I wanted pomegranates and death I craved the cruel shadows of the night Mother, the god of the dead loves me He bows before me on his knees He offers me a crown of thorns And calls me his queen And maybe you did love me, mother But he loves me, darkness and all He knew that I was meant for more Than being your silly, fragile doll ---------- "Aren't you afraid of my darkness, cara mia?" Hades asked with mischief in his eyes. "No, mon cher." Persephone replied, "You haven't seen mine yet." OC x OC!Addams Wednesday @madebyrach , 2023

You're a what now? You're basically everybody's dream person... In looks anyway... You turn gay men straight and straight woman gay for you without even meaning to, it just comes naturally even if you don't want it to. G!p you Girl x Girl Lauren x you Supernatural ;) Enjoy!!!!

Male Regina George x female reader ~~~~~~💋~~~~~~

Lucerys Velaryon is born a girl. Almost nothing changes... until Aemond Targaryen begins to take an interest in her. It seems Targaryen uncles have a habit of falling in love with their nieces. I DON'T OWN THIS STORY. story comes from youtuber: emiliasbabe

[MINORS DNI, 18+] The gods were playing a terrible fucking game with her. What were they thinking when they thought to throw a goddamned succubus into the human realm?! ____________________ "Does he taste good, mi reina?" "So good, Hanta - so fucking good," She's trilling like the perfect debauched little songbird she was, their fallen angel, her wings still pinned beneath them and her wrists still bound in his tape, "Wan' you, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, fuck m'full of your cum. Want it - need it. Need you." "Yea, mi preciosa? You want my cum, hmm?" She's a cataclysm falling apart at his words, her whimper high and needy, languages dissolving on their tongues as he fucks into her with effortlessly long, deep strokes. It's nothing short of brutalization descending into the cradle of his pelvis, electric sparks crashing along the highway of his nerves, making them sing - resonating through him and breaking him apart under the snapping jaws of her cunt that drags him under. "Cum for me, mi reina."