Princess Yasmin's hand caught my chin. Then- Her lips crashed onto mine. My eyes snapped open. The cold sweetness of the nectar mingled with warmth - hers, mine, impossible to tell anymore. Her mouth coaxed mine open further, taking back what I had stolen. Slowly. Thoroughly. Not a rush. A reclamation. Her lips moved with such control it made my knees weaken. It wasn't just a kiss - it was a statement. You don't win against me. My body tensed, trapped between wall and woman - royalty and rebellion. Her fingers slowly slid from my jaw then to my throat, brushing the skin there like she owned it. Her other hand planted firmly beside my head, holding me there, commanding. I didn't resist. I couldn't. Every movement of her lips was deliberate - drawing out the flavor, the heat, the punishment. She didn't let a single drop escape. I melted into her kiss. Or maybe I burned. Her tongue flicked the roof of my mouth. She tasted the last hint of sweetness and didn't stop. I let out a muffled sound - somewhere between a gasp and a groan. She finally pulled back, barely an inch, breath grazing my lips. Her chest rose and fell against mine, both of us unsteady, caught in the aftermath. "You think you're clever," she whispered, her voice husky, her eyes darkened in a way I'd never seen before. I blinked, still stunned, lips parted. "You're not," she said, lips brushing mine again - featherlight. Then she stepped away. Just like that. Back straight, chin high - as if nothing had just happened. "Next time," she said, voice cold again, "touch my dessert, and I won't stop at your lips." Story Description: The Shadow Reaper - born of vengeance, trained to kill, untouched by mercy. Until she meets Princess Yasmin - beautiful, calculating, and dangerously in control. A cold-blooded assassin and a calculating princess collide in a battle of power, desire, and control-where every kiss is a challenge and surrender is the deadliest sin.

They met in the silence between survival and hope - Sabrina, the soft-spoken girl with a heart full of cinnamon and stories, and Anna, the soccer star with secrets etched into her skin. What began as quiet glances and late-night studying turns into a fierce, slow-burn love - one that refuses to back down, even in the face of trauma, trials, and healing that takes time. This is a story of trauma, tenderness, and the kind of love that stays.

(TeacherxStudent) ❝ i found love where it wasn't supposed to be, right in front of me ❞ - Amber Run Sent to a boarding school in England to try and put her on the straight and narrow, Evelyn Luis doesn't even expect to make it through the first semester. But her teacher and dorm leader seems to have some kind of hold over her, and Evie finds herself becoming obsessed with the one person she cannot have. They say everything happens for a reason, and maybe their paths were always meant to cross, but at what cost? Perhaps following your heart can be dangerous, particularly when your heart leads you to the forbidden.

A psychologist uses a clients diagnosis to help fuel her own violent agenda.

this book is the sequel to "The savior of Alethia" in this story you will get to know the supreme witch Marceline better. Marceline is in love with someone she cannot have and she's trying everything to ignore it. Not only that, but Zelda wants a child with Layla, but she's not sure if Layla wants one. Under all of this love drama, a group of unknown people comes to Alethia, who are these people and what are their intentions?

lim·it /ˈlimit noun noun: limit; plural noun: limits 1. a point or level beyond which something does not or may not extend or pass. "Yup, this is it. I've officially lost my marbles. Forever. Like, they're gone and I don't think we're getting them back." "Could y'all literally stop? Like, this is not the time, nor the place to having a dick measuring contest." Follows the plot, Manga Spoilers Content warning: Swears, Depression/Suicidal Thoughts, if anything else it will be listed in the chapter.

Senti reincarnated in Date A Live, an unoriginal story of mine (it is maybe original). In which you follow the story of man reincarnated in the body of the Herrscher Of Sentience also known as Senti/Shiki-chan. There will be many references to games, animes in general for comic or even serious moments. By the way, English ain't my first language so if I make any mistakes or errors, then please spare me the insults and correct me. Like this, I'll be better at English and won't do the same mistakes again. Thank you if you do that. Please votes too! It'll give me even more motivation to continue as I have school and others annoying things to do. Warning! : Swearing Mentioning of blood Disclaimer : I don't own Honkai Impact nor Date a live as well the as the art and the cover for this fanfic. They are owned by their original creators. I'll try to credit the fanart and everything. If I can't, I'm really REALLY sorry.

your name is forgotten one a member of ainz ooal gown who got transport alongside momonga to the new world now trying to keep the act of supreme being with the skill random bull shit thought out the new world. Author note÷ I DON'T OWN OVERLORD SO THE CREDIT GOES TO RIGHTFUL OWNER. This is my first time writing a novel I will try to make it as degenerate as possible so if u have any idea or criticism just comment

(IF YOU ARE NOT READING IT ON WATTPAD THEN IT IS STOLEN) DO NOT COPY OR USE THIS BOOK AS A FANFIC. PLEASE. ( Book II ) ( Can be read as a stand-alone ) Alexai left the one and only love of her life when she left her hometown. Now after 3 years she is going back for her brother's wedding. Alexai has a crazy family but she loves them all to the bits. Now, she's going back to the wedding but what's a wedding without some drama. How will Alexai react when she comes face to face with someone from her past and not just someone but THE one. Join Alexai on her journey. Note: Mature language is used. Reader, please be advised. I hope you like the book. Love, Phoenix.