❝daddy just cannot wait until his baby girl turns eighteen.❞ All Rights Reserved © 2015|michaelsnuggets

❝I've never been as close to a boy as I have at this moment, nor have I with a man. A man that's Luke, a man that's my step-father. This was clear, but my head continued to tell me to forget the facts and give in to the pleasures I was feeling with Luke's fingers against me. "This is so wrong," He whispered under his breath, but refused to take his hand from between my thighs.❞ ©Narry-My-Storan 2015 || Bailey Luke Daddy Kink [cover by @sweet-lemonade]

Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.

Completed! This isn't the first time love had a roommate. It's been five years since the death of her parents and 19-year-old Lillian Camel still mourns their loss while battling with mental illness. Cooped up in her aunt's house, she embarks on a one-girl mission to survive university and get her bachelor's degree as a fashion designer. But she is not going alone. She will need the willpower to face the demons that are coming along with her. But a breakdown in the dormitory system sets Lillian off to a decade-old abandoned dorm to room with the mysterious Noah Sky. Friendly, observant, and extremely attractive, he shares an unlikely trait of secrets with Lillian - secrets that haunt his past. However, they're not the only ones. The dorm has a few of its own. [[Word count: 90,000 - 95,000]] Content/trigger warning: Contains semi-mature themes, language and sexual content ©All Rights Reserved

"You can call me daddy." "You cannot be fucking serious." __________ "This is a weird part of the internet, I don't like this place." - Michael Clifford, 2020.

Louis had been dating his girlfriend, Cali, for about 3 months now. Louis finally goes to his girlfriends house to have dinner and is introduced to Cali's "bad boy" brother, Harry. Once Louis meets Harry, all the tables turn.. (Contains BoyXBoy) (I wrote this 7 years ago as a smol 13 year old, there is tons of mistakes , If you're reading this, im sorry rip)

Stock·holm syn·drome noun feelings of trust or affection felt in certain cases of kidnapping or hostage-taking by a victim toward a captor.

Liam “The Payne Train” Payne has struggled his whole life. On the outside he is tough, unbeatable, macho as they come. He holds the WBA , WBC and IBF titles of World Super Middleweight Champion and has the WBO championship fight coming up...He's the bookies Odds on winner. After all he is undefeated. He's never lost a fight. Except to his Father when, at 16, he came out to him as gay. His father was his trainer and an important man in the Wolverhampton boxing world. He didn’t take kindly to his meal ticket son being homosexual, knew it would hinder his career in this masculine, testosterone fuelled business. Liam could have stopped him, easily, but he had a strong moral compass, even at that tender age. He refused to raise a hand to his father so he took his beating, never spoke of it again and climbed firmly back in the closet. He's been stuck in there ever since. Zayn Malik is “The New David Gandy” Face of Parda, Dolce & Gabbana,Vivienne Westwood's Muse, UN Ambassador for LGBT rights. He is open, out and proud. This doesn’t mean he's camp or wants the whole world to know about his private life. He does however feel a sense of responsibility to show that gay couples are just the same as heterosexuals. Love is Love. After his split with long term partner Harry Styles, Bisexual Lead singer of rock band Filth, he decided to get a new hobby, boxing seemed a good idea....Walking into Payne's boxing club certainly gave him more than a hobby...

Dime is a bar in Clapham, that has something special. The hottest barman in all of London town. He is over 6ft, has brown curly hair, has the greenest eyes anyone has ever seen and the cheery on the top is...dimples...he has dimples. Ray, the owner, was fully aware of this fact, and although the other staff moved between the three separate bars within the venue, The beautiful boy was always at the front one. Where he could be seen. Tempt the punters in. His Name? Harry Edward Styles. Zayn Malik was a Graffiti Artist, well know on the Shorditch hipster scene. He needed a new crowd. A new part of town. His art was becoming stale and contrived, he needed a new muse. Would he find it when he steps over the threshold of Dime and is greeted by a dimpled smile and sparkling green eyes?

“There are three types of people,” he murmurs while gazing at her. “Those who come face to face with death unintentionally, ones who don’t have any control over it, and ones that greet it with open arms blatantly, which is you, darling. And it’s a pity,” He crouches down in front of her and his filthy hands rest on her knees. “I’ll give you two options to choose from,” he says before faintly smiling. “You can either be the one to die or you can be the one to kill.”