"Daddy?" "No, he is not your da-" "Well hello, there little baby." ❀❀❀ Phoebe and her daughter Echo were an interesting pair. Always clinging to each other and whatnot. Phoebe couldn't go a day without her little Echo, and Echo couldn't go a day without her tiny mommy. Zameer was a very stern professor. It's always just been him and him alone. He loved the feeling of higher power and the cold demeanor he holds. When Phoebe is put in Zameers psychology class, the attraction cannot be denied between the two. What happens when Zameer finds out about Little Echo? Will he become the father figure that she's been missing in her life, or will he reject both Phoebe and Echo and go back to his sharp demeanor. *NO SMUT* Completed 12/14/2024

"Love me when I least deserve it, because that's when I really need it." Cynthia Micheals has just about everything wrong with her as is possible. She cuts herself. She starves herself. She belittles herself. And no one has ever cared enough to stop her. But the new school year drags along a new, shockingly young Art teacher who takes notice right away. And maybe cares a little more than he should. WARNING: This is old, not very good, and the ending is very rushed, because the story was going flat. For the most part, it's bad, beginning to end. so, yeah, I'm basically COMPLETELY ASHAMED THAT THIS EVEN EXISTS. And despite that shame, I am currently rewriting it, check it out

Shay and her best friend, Danielle went to a Fourth of July beach party after the parade that morning when Shay meets this hot guy. Will is with his best friend, Bryan at the same party and meets this hot girl. They swap numbers and Will gets up the courage to call the stranger he met on the beach. Shay gets a call from a phone number she doesn't recognize but answers anyways and realizes it's the hot guy she met at the beach. They start spending time together and are sad when the summer comes to an end and they have to start spending less time together. Things go from bad to worse when Shay finds that Will is her new English teacher and vice verse. Told through both Shay and Will's perspectives consistently.

" Shhh babygirl you're going to take it like a good girl" " P-please Davi-id" ------------------------------------- " Now, now what am I going to do with you" he whispered huskily in my ear. " K-kha-aled" ---------------------------------------- B E T W E E N T H E M ------------------ Rankings: #1: triangle love #19: daddies #47:maturelanguage #51:matureaudience #41:babygirl

My dad invited his friend to stay awhile. Mia has to move in with her dad. Thinking it would be boring, she finds the hottest guy she's ever laid eyes on. Her dad's best friend? Yes, but what obstacles will she have to face to keep it a secret? Or to just keep her life in tack? Could it all be a lie of some sort? **Story is being edited at the moment, thank you!**

Everyone at school knows Melody Plum is the smartest, best-behaved girl at Sacred Heart. She's kind, quiet, and liked by both students and teachers. She's also one of the prettiest around and could easily become the most popular girl in school, if she cared about stuff like that. But Melody hates being the center of attention, so she hangs out with only a small, select group of friends, one of whom is Charlie Davenport, her best friend since kindergarten. Everyone agrees they could be such a cute couple since Charlie is obviously in love with her, but Melody is super-focused on her studies and doesn't really notice that stuff. Benjamin Davenport is everyone's favorite teacher and all the girls have a crush on him. He is gorgeous, well-dressed, really smart, and has the sexiest voice and British accent. Even some of the women teachers are in love with him, but he chooses to ignore them because he's happily married and has four children who also attend the school. Everyone thinks he has the most perfect family in town. What no one knows is that Melody has been in love with him for years, even though he's more than twice her age and the father of her closest friend in the world. She has never dreamed he would ever see her as a woman and accepts that she will be never be anything else to him but the best friend of his son. At least that's what she thinks. But Mr. Davenport has a secret, too. He has watched Melody grow up into a beautiful young woman over the years and what he is feeling for her now is decidedly not paternal...

Mr Knight doesn't understand why she intrigues him so much since the first time they met. Though the word 'intrigue' seems like an understatement considering how bad his junior betrays him every time they see her. She seems so pure, so innocent that he feels like he has to put some drawing into that white canvas. Ruin her a little, show her how the world works, and perhaps taint that soul with his imprints. Though 10 chapters in, turns out Evie isn't who she really is.

Maybe I loved him when I saw him, or when he hugged me after my mothers death. Or maybe I was slowly falling into his arms unknowingly, growing to like him more than I should. I didn't know exactly but I knew I wanted my step-father. Lines got crossed, right and wrong blurred. It's so wrong, but it felt so good. All Rights Reserved ©solxr28 ©asj_28 August 2020

*Book #1 In The Stripping Series* Everleigh Peyton is a twenty something year old stripper who has big dreams that she knows she'll never achieve. Charlie Wylder is a forty something year old CEO who has too many dark memories that he drowns in whiskey and women. What will happen when their worlds collide when Everleigh takes up an incredible offer, two grand to strip for Charlie, and the offer goes well beyond it's set limits? When Everleigh suddenly gets thrust into Charlie's secretive life when he unexpectedly hires her strictly for her company, and a side of baked goods as well, how will she manage to keep sane and not jump into his arms or run away? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Excerpt: "How much for you to entertain him for an hour? A grand?" The older man dressed in an expensive three piece suit that I could never afford in my entire life asked as he gestured towards his friend, the guy with the long dark hair whose eyes were blatantly staring me down. It was like he was staring into my soul. Like he knew all of my deepest and darkest secrets. Whoo! Talk about intense. I just about choked on air at his words, was he actually being serious right now? "I'm a stripper, not a prostitute." The man only smiled further, his hands producing a rather sizable wad of cash from that leather wallet of his. "How about two grand then?" Warning: This story contains mature themes, explicit language and mentions of sexual assault.

"One kiss won't hurt, right? Just one, I promise" He whispered holding my face. "It's wrong" I said. I knew I was just lying to myself. "I've waited so long for one kiss" He whispered his lips a breath away from mine. "When you left I thought I meant nothing to you. You can't do this to me now" I said feeling vulnerable. "I'll show you just how much you mean to me"