❝Violet tell me to stop and I will ❞ the feeling of his soft lips igniting flames throughout my body, my lower half becoming warmer every second I felt the delicacy of his touch. "Enzo" I couldn't bring myself to say stop simply because I didn't want him to. I wanted his hands roaming over my body while he held my neck thrusting into me. The erection I feel on my thigh made my mind wonder off. Pinching my hip I moaned lowly when he hooked my legs around his waist. "That's not telling me to stop amore" removing my shirt over my head his lips latched onto my swollen nipples, my hands shot in the softness that was his black hair. "Tell me what you want" "Fuck me Enzo" ᥊ 𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐓 needed the money to pay for her mother's expensive treatments, dancing for a man like Enzo wouldn't be good for her and she knew this. He would be the chaos in her life but she was too addicted to it. 𝐄𝐍𝐙𝐎 understood the consequences it would bring if he got involved with Violet more than what she already was, that was his dancer and nobody else's. 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐎 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 ❦ Highest Ranking! #1 in cocky #2 in passion

Heath and Teagan only agree on one thing: they don't want to be in a relationship. Teagan, who is busy finishing her law degree, needs a break from the stress of living up to her parents' expectations. Heath is following his passion and starting his career as a physical therapist, but his family's drama is tearing his life apart behind the scenes. As members of the same friend group, Heath and Teagan will be around each other plenty during wedding season, whether they like it or not. With no time or desire to date, the two come to an agreement: pre-scheduled hookups through the summer or until something real comes along. A situational relationship, otherwise known as a situationship. Their arrangement seems perfect. If their past doesn't come back to bite them.

***UNDERGOING RECONSTRUCTION*** WILL BE ON HOLD UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE!!!! Empress Black shell was hard and well built while her heart was quite the opposite. She never celebrated her birthdays since her mother's death. Intentionally on that day, she overworks herself but what happens when a certain lawyer pops up at her work on her twenty-first birthday. Saying that her father had died and left all his estates and all his fortune to her. And what also would happen when she moves into one of her father's estates and she meets a neighbor who calls himself, King. What will Empress do when she's finally noticed by someone? Will she run and hide? Or will she allow for her walls to be broken down? Sneak Peek...... Seeing how bright it was it hadn't taken her long to notice that it was a full moon out tonight. Tempted to go on her balcony...That she did, curious to see the moon and possibly to peak at King's house. She hesitantly made her way over to the balcony. It was quiet now, with no sound of music and no sign of persons in his yard. Seems as though he had ended his party. Looking up at the moon with her dark brown eyes she couldn't help but feel a pair of eyes on her. Empress turned herself to where King's house was before spotting a man figure on the balcony. Narrowing her eyes to focus her vision she gulped as her dark brown eyes took in the glory. There he was Jong-Woo butt-ass naked standing on his balcony drinking a glass of scotch. "Holy shi-" She mouthed as her eyes met with Jong-Woo's lower half. Is that a fucking third leg?! Jong-Woo smiled raising his glass towards Empress as his eyes stared at her chest in desire. To involved in King's nudeness, Empress hadn't noticed that her robe had gotten loose. Leaving her plump breasts out on display. And damn, were her nipples hard.

"If you lay another finger on my people, I will hang you up in the rafters by your wrists and slice your body directly down the middle so you can watch your organs spill out of you one by one. The pain will be excruciating." He hissed, his minty breath fanning my face and my breathing turned as erratic as my heart as he dragged a lone finger down the middle of my chest, moving the zipper with it so that his finger grazed my skin in a cutting motion. There was no reason for me to get aroused by his cruel words, but I did. This entire time I was trying to cloak my scent to prevent him from noticing, but I lost my control and there was nothing I could do to stop my scent from rising between us. I cursed in my head when his tilted, a dark brow raising. He knew. Tsking, he stopped his finger right where my heart was located, eyes locked on mine. "Well, well. Seems we have a masochist on our hands. You surprise me, kitten." He drawled, his lips curving into a dark smirk. *** They call her the soul punisher, the demon slayer. Any supernatural creature that crosses her path, feels the wrath of her blade, her murderous eyes the last thing they ever see. Vesper. She's only known one thing her entire life. Kill. Show no mercy to the creatures who carelessly murder her kind. Humans. The slayer blood runs through her veins, fuels the hatred for every immortal creature that walks the earth. Nothing stops her, no one is a match for her. Until Luka Ardelean crosses her path, an equal match she's been yearning for since she chose her blade. Now, the real challenge begins. The prize? Luka Ardelean's heart wrapped in a box with a pretty bow. ⚠️WARNING ⚠️ This story contains mature content such as foul language, graphic sex scenes, graphic violence, murder, and more!

Ma'Lani Gilbert, the forgotten Gilbert. She was sent away from mystic falls during her sophomore year because her 'parents' feared her, but now she's back and she's not alone anymore, she has a family now. What will happen when she finds her soulmates? Black oc x multiple characters Started:April 9, 2021 Finished: I don't own any character from TVD or any TVD plot, that belongs to their rightful owners and creators. I only own my plot and my original characters.

"Where you been?" Lota asked. "Why? You missed me?" He smirked walking up to her so his face was inches away from hers. "My bad for asking," she rolled her eyes and walked off the the kitchen. "Aye I'm jus playing with yo ass," he said grabbing her wrist, "and sum smell delicious, whatchu cooking fa me?" "Who said I was cooking for you?" She asked. "I mean unless you got sum else you want me to eat.." he said licking his lips at her. <><><><><><> Lotanna and Simba

Book 2 of Forbidden Violett Moore thought working for Drakos Conglomerate would be the job of her dreams. She quickly learned that there was more to her job and the CEO than she realized, which both intrigues and angers her at the same time. Roman was someone she trusted, someone she slowly began falling for, but after he decided to choose Lisa, she realized that the only person who would continuously have her back, is herself. Now working for the rivals of her old job, she has more than enough ammunition to take Roman down for his betrayal, along with everyone else who wronged her, and she won't stop until they all fall. But her plan doesn't go exactly the way she wanted it to go. Everything blows up in her face and now she has to figure out a way to navigate the new course her life has taken, while trying to find it in herself to forgive the man that shattered her heart.

*MATURE CONTENT WARNING* "If my classroom is your playground, then your body is mine." Dr. Zaain Kazem is a cold and routine Palestinian-Canadian professor with something to hide. Adeola Adebayo is a sharp, international student running from a brooding past. Adeola has her eye on her studies but Kazem has his eye on her. *SHORT STORY*

WARNING: MATURE ~~~ love: noun an intense feeling of deep affection. Let's put it to the test. Do you care about their feelings? Do you want to make them happy? Would you protect them? Live for them? Kill for them? Die for them? Would they do the same for you? ~~~ Evelyn hated her life since she was a child, taken from her home in New York and forced into a very sad reality in Italy. A reality of disgusting men doing disgusting things. The most powerful mafia boss, Viper, became obsessed with Evelyn when he first saw her. He taught her how to shoot at nine, kill without leaving a trace of evidence at twelve, how to be the perfect woman at fourteen. Most importantly he taught her sex, and that it's her only purpose. Instead of it bringing her down like he intended... She learned how to use it. She finally ended up back in her true home in Queens getting a job as a stripper. But who knew a lap dance could make her get shoved back into the life she was trying to flee. ~~~~ He walks closer to me. "I heard you, Evelyn." He smirks. "Your gasps and moans, even your whimpers. I heard them." He says, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. "What were you thinking about? Hm?" He questions. "Are you implying that I was thinking about you?" I smirk. "Very bold of you." "Bella, why imagine when you can just ask?" He whispers, his lust filled eyes scanning over my face. I'm really having my main character moment. I smirk. "Is that what you want? You want to bend me over and fuck me?" He steps closer, our bodies pressing against each other. (Yes I'm a whore but you are too because why else are you still here?) Warning: MATURE PLEASE READ THE TRIGGER WARNINGS!

Running from hell isnʼt easy. Especially when someoneʼs dragging you back down into it. Belligerent, brash and always in shades of black, Freya is hardly a lady. Hidden away by her father, sheʼs lived a normal life despite being born into the dark waters of New Yorkʼs underworld. Heʼs cold, cruel and calculating, with a proclivity for destruction. Feared by even Made Men, Torren is the boss of the stateʼs most leachorous crime syndicate. Freya hates his crudity and possessiveness, but she canʼt deny the way her breath hitches at his rough touch, the deep timbre of his voice, and his dark, heated gaze. Torren hates her disobedience, her recklessness, and her chaos. To him, sheʼs only something to be tamed. And after he slips a ring on her hand, snatching away her future, she makes only one vow---to become his biggest torment.