very slow rough draft. 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐮𝐦𝐩 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬, ' 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡, 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐨𝐫𝐞?' 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐩 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐮𝐧 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭. 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍: 𝟷𝟷/𝟸𝟶/𝟸𝟸

'Vincenzo Salvatore' only his name brings fear into people. He is a ruthless Italian mafia Don, that everyone fear instead of one little girl... 'Allison Adrin' a 17 year old girl. She is sweet, responsible, caring and help people, but no longer, because after the day she lost her mother everything changed... What will happen when one night the police bring Allison home and a hot man is standing in her living-room with her dad? - !This amazing cover is by @-Navyblueee_ - >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>🦋<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< This story continues strong language, smut and a big age-gap. So there is no reason to hate or comment awful comments, you can simply just leave. I'm not trying to be mean or anything, I'm just saying that if you don't like the story just leave. ⚠️ -big age-gap. -strong language. -smut. -self harm ⚠️ Enjoy the story☺️ >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>🦋<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< Second place 9/9/2021 in #pleasure First Place 10/9/2021 in #obey Third place 18/11/2021 #light First Place 16/22/2021 in #light Third Place 01/05/2022 #kill Third Place 05/09/2022 #anger First Place 19/09/2022 #pleasure

DescriptionLolita is a 1955 novel written by Russian-American novelist Vladimir Nabokov. The novel is notable for its controversial subject: the protagonist and unreliable narrator, a middle-aged literature professor under the pseudonym Humbert Humbert, is obsessed with a 12-year-old girl, Dolores Haze, with whom he becomes sexually involved after he becomes her stepfather. "Lolita" is his private nickname for Dolores. The novel was originally written in English and first published in Paris in 1955 by Olympia Press. Later it was translated into Russian by Nabokov himself and published in New York City in 1967 by Phaedra Publishers.

"I need you, Ally. You're all I want. Every time I see you my heart beats faster, and I can't control myself." He looked me in the eyes with so much lust. He tightened his hold on my wrist. "P-please Mr. Morrison Let me go you're hurting me!" I just wanted to run, to run and hide so no one could find me. Especially him. "If I can't have you, then no one can." His eyes darkened as he walked out of the girls restroom. I slid down the stall door hugging myself, probably thinking I could protect myself from him. What have I gotten myself in to? What would you do if you had a new Math teacher your senior year, who was really attractive? What would you do if he seemed to have liked you and you thought you felt the same? But you also knew how much trouble you could get in for even touching him in a way that a normal student wouldn't. Most importantly, what would you do if you got involved with a teacher who suddenly had this strange obsession with you, and he'd do anything to have you? That's what happened to Ally. And she's scared.

I slightly turned my head, making eye contact with him. My lips part softly as I got a good look at his eyes. They were different than usual, they were now dark and sensual. His sharp eyes didn't break from mine as his hand on my stomach paused, and instead of up it slide down. His pinky finger was at the waistband of the pants I was wearing. "You're such a good girl Niara, ain't that right?" he asks as the tip of his fingers slowly slipped under the waist band. "Y-yes.." I responded breathlessly. "Yes what?" he hummed. "Yes sir" --- Niara gets a new homeschool teacher, who just happens to be the most beautiful man she has ever seen. Killian Donovan was hired by a trusted friend of his to teach his 18 year old daughter.

[MATURE CONTENT] Everyone tends to outgrow their childhood memories as they become adults but not Trinity. The Ivanov sons are the living memory who breathes and walks to her terror and against her utmost desires she desperately needs but denies herself; she thinks she can escape them but no. They have claimed her, desired her, obsessed over her even before she knew it and they will have her because she is THEIRS. And the sad truth she knows, they are hers for the claim. © "Show me your panties." Vadim has never been one to ask question. I want to refuse but the look on his face makes my body say fuck it. Blushing, fingers goes to the slit of my dress to give him what he want but Andrei halts me almost immediately. "Slowly." Andrei says. Snapping my gaze to his mischievous smirk. Stretching my leg farther out that has the slit on; boldly, my eyes trained on their heated gaze as I slowly hook my thumbs to my panties tugging it down.... slowly. How they want it. "Ass up, face down." Shakily, I complied climbing the bed falling in position shooting my ass high in the air getting wetter by the second hearing footsteps draw closer licking my lips. Vadim breathes on my neck hearing Andrei's dark chuckles. "When we are done with you, you will wish you didn't beg to be fucked." Oh God! ***Mature content ***Violence ***Mature romance ***18+ IF YOU ARE NOT A FAN OF CONTROLLING MEN AND A SEMI-SUBMISSIVE FEMALE LEAD, PLEASE DO NOT READ. I REPEAT, DO NOT READ WITH INTENTIONS TO BRING HATEFUL COMMENTS BECAUSE YOU DO NOT LIKE IT. THANKS.

Blue hated her dad's best friend, Brandon. He was tall, scary, and mean. He was the drummer in her dad's band. Every time they saw each other, a scowl was on his face. She didn't know why, but whenever she looked at him, she would get butterflies in her stomach and her heart would race. He was so much older than her, she knew she shouldn't be feeling this way. She thought he hated her too, until he kissed her. Until he touched her.

Suddenly, a painful wince left her mouth as she was dropped onto the floor, her skin making contact with the cold floor. Although she avoided eye contact, she could see her backpack being dragged away from her. Tears flowed down her cheeks when she heard the contents rattling down onto the floor. The erotica landed there almost perfectly on display for him. He noticed the book instantly and chuckled, picking it up and analysing it like some sort of piece from a museum. "Honestly, I always knew you were a freak," he said, lowly, stalking towards her. His large hands wrapped around the sides of her waist, lifting her up again as if she weighed no more than a feather. Instinctively, she wrapped her legs around his torso, the material from her skirt bunching up at her waist. "Always reading those types of books," she could smell his cologne. "Remember when you came up to me, showing me a book where the girl called her boyfriend something when they were fucking, hm?" he asked, and smirked when her body tensed. Alina remembered that day too well for other reasons. That discovery was only the beginning. "Then I said you can call me that, it was only a joke, Lina," she looked up to him innocently when she heard the nickname, "But it became so normal, because you loved calling me that, didn't you?" he whispered into her ear. The girl in his arms didn't dare say a word and because of that, he pushed her further into the wall until her back was completely against the wall. The gap between her and him was also becoming smaller. A little gasp left her lips when she felt him grinding himself on her. She bit her lips, shamelessly enjoying the feeling with the guy she swore to hate, when really, she still loved him. "And what was the word?" he already knew. A blush decorated her face. "D-daddy..." she moaned, barely audible. ・❥・best friends to enemies to lovers ・❥・ ・❥・warning; DDLG, verbal abuse, self-harm, dirty talk, smut ・❥・

"Bad habits like me always return, love." ~ Aurora Rae is trying to push past a break-up that has left her both broken, and new. To push the past away, she goes to a nightclub with her best friend. And that's where she meets Enzo Rossi. A grumpy young man who does not know how to crack a smile. But, can Aurora change that?

TAKEN SERIES: BOOK TWO TW: mature themes and strong language, violence, sexual assault, self harm, manipulation, death, grief, etc. NOT FOR THE FAINT OF HEART. ------------------------------------------- "I will never love you." ••• The biggest wedding of the year. Jasmine Williams and Sinn Hyde. Two families being joined together in the underground as per their father's wishes. ------------------------------------------- Eighteen-year-old Jasmine has been groomed as the perfect bride-to-be. She's prepared, she's ready and all doubts and nerves she had felt before were now fully at ease. Either way, it's whatever father says, goes, right? Stay respectful, don't talk back and keep Mr. Hyde satisfied and everything will be okay, she'll be taken care of. But to her complete shock, her new beau doesn't feel the same way. ------------------------------------------- Twenty-three-year-old Mr. Hyde knows better. He will do just fine running his father's ends without a wife but cannot make the choice for himself. "You need an heir," his father says and whatever he says, goes. He's decided to suck it up, satisfy his father just to get him to back off. But that doesn't mean he'll like it, at all. In fact, he'll see just how far he can push her until she has no choice but to leave.