✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡♡˚ Evander wanted her first. All year long, his eyes never left her - quiet, steady, certain. But then his two chaotic brothers noticed her too... and suddenly she wasn't just the girl they watched. She was the girl they wanted. ✧ She never imagined being caught between more than one boy - never imagined being *chosen* this intensely - but maybe... maybe she needs to rethink everything she thought she knew. ♡⟡♡ Three brothers. One girl who never asked for any of this. And a school year that refuses to stay simple. ❀⋆｡˚

| pet play | BDSM | saved | love at first sight | he falls first and harder | Ddlg | Cheree Penn has faced homelessness since she was fifteen. For the past five years she has been living off of stolen food and water from a bowl. Living in the back of an alley, Cheree has no choice but to hide from other homeless people. One snowy day, a random-suit-wearing man gives her an address. With nothing to her name, Cheree has no choice but to go. Packing up her bag, Cheree finds herself surrounded by people with different interests. Unknown to her, she's living in the suit man's playhouse. Every role filled by people sleeping under his roof. Kieran Blackwood has one dream, to have a pet of his own. His brother and him have brought the playhouse from the ground up and filled almost every space with people. But there is something missing. A pet for him and a sub for his brother, Vynn. Almost loosing hope, Kieran runs into a terrified little girl. The perfect pet. Nothing but an empty bag and little pink bowl, he has no choice but to make her his. Cheree doesn't know what being a pet is like and with nothing but fear driving her forward, she holds onto everyone to keep her happy. Slowly, every member falls in love with her softly loyal charm. Started : 30th of June, 2026 Finished :

Calum owns a tattoo parlor and an innocent girl comes in that catches his eye. ~~~~~ "You are biting your lip, what are you thinking?" I release my lip not even realizing that I was biting it. "My friend Riley said something..." I trail off "What did she say?" He questions his head resting back against the couch now. "She said you like something but I'm not sure what it is." I mumble my cheeks heating up "That I like what? You have to tell me baby. Use your words." Calum states, I can feel his eyes on me but I refuse to look at him. "She said you like to be called Daddy."

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

After Lola's mother died her father because abusive. One day she had enough and ran away. In order to make a living Lola became a street fighter, she refuses to allow herself to feel weak again. Lola hasn't spoken since she was 6, the day her mother died. Ace is a feared gangleader. His gang is the most feared in America. Ace has been closed off to everyone except his closest friends since his family were killed by a rival gang, the day he took over his father's gang. Unedited. May have story spelling and story issues. What happens when the two meet? Will they be able to put each other back together again? Or will they break each other more then they already are?

"Eli! Seriously this is ridiculous let me down!" I yell as I pound furiously on his back. "Not a chance. And don't ever wear something like that to a fight again." "It's just a tank top calm down. Can you please let me down? Your butt is in my face." "All the better for the view. Every pig in there was undressing you with their eyes." "Oh why do you even care?" Suddenly my upside down world got flipped and pinned between the wall and his body. "Because I'm the only one that should get to think of you like that." His piercing grey eyes were on fire as he held his face just above mine. "Did you drink before your fight? Because there is no way you mean what you just implied. " His tongue flickered across his lips as he smirked. "For once in your life stop fighting and just enjoy this." "Enjoy wha-" His lips crashed onto mine. Hungry, alive, full of passion I had only seen him use in the ring. I didn't want to fight him, fight this, fight his kiss. And he was right, for once in my life, I didn't. **** A Fighter is not born. A fighter is not raised. A fighter is made; only if the fight choses you, and you survive. Dakota Matthias has earned the right to be called a fighter. Her greatest opponent is perhaps the only man in her corner. But fighters are always competitive with each other, on every level. And Eli may just be the fire she needs to win her biggest fight, and give into his. Fight for your Family. Fight for Love. Fight for Yourself. TOP RANKINGS #1 Boxing #3 Fightforsurvival #5 MMA #10 College #15 Boxer #18 Strength

(18+ EXPLICIT CONTENT) "I'm good at other things too, sweetheart," His voice was gruff and husky, my lips unconsciously parting in a daze. He's standing dangerously close to me, trapping me between him and my cupboards. The tension is suffocating and thick, my brain seemingly unable to produce simple words for a slight second. But the seduction emerges after a moment, "I think you're just egotistical." It comes out as a whisper and my lips teasingly curl into a small, challenging smile. He quirks his brows at this, setting the glass down with a clink and placing both of his hands on either side of me. "I'm happy to show you." *** Adaline Berkeley is a twenty-three year old, young divorcee, recently catching her husband's infidelity. As the relationship tarnishes, she finds herself reliving her feelings and progressing in her practice of marriage counseling. Upon heeding her clients and remembering the diligence a relationship takes, she aims to be single for a while, not taking interest in other men. Jack Westbrook is a thirty-three year old business owner, striving to expand his work. He's charming, alluring, and charismatic, possessing qualities Adaline does not. Consequently, he's captivated by Adaline and insists on pursuing her, unaware of her previous situation. Is Adaline ready to trust someone again? What will Jack think about her previous relationship? Will her ex win her back? (this is personally my fav story that i've wrote)

"I know what you're doing," I said, pointing my spoon at him and he cocked a curious eyebrow, "Is that so?" I nodded as I spooned more pudding into my mouth and straightened my back, "You're trying to intimidate me, make me spill my secrets. I have none so your psychology-ridden methods won't work on me." "I don't buy it," he grinned mischievously and I shrugged, "There's not a price." He walked towards me and placed his hands on either side of me on the counter, leaning in so almost our noses were touching. I cleared my throat and shook my head, "Elliott, you have to stop." A smile graced his plump lips as humor danced in his eyes, "And why's that?" I wriggled out of his stance and hopped off of the counter, eating another spoonful of the delicious goodness, "I want to see where things go with Dean. He's your brother so why are you doing this?" "Doing what?" He asked, knowingly. He asks so many questions. "That thing you do. That smile. Your touches. The way you look at me, Elliott, please." --------------- Cameron Moore, a troubled girl from a small town in England, flees her dark past and wounds up living in her sister's house in America to attend university. She turns friends into family, involuntary love interests, and eventually finds herself in a love triangle with two brothers despite telling herself she has no time for romance. Will she stick to her promises or will she give into her love affairs even after everything that happened to her back in England? #1 in Recovery on 5/15/20 #6 in CollegeStory on 9/20/21

"You are mine!" He roars. "I will do whatever it takes to make you know that. Whether it means I lock you up in a prison and throw away the key." Footsteps come rushing into the dining room, and I turn to see multiple men--guards I suppose, flanking one another. Each of their hands rest on things within their jackets. Which i can only guess are guns. What else would they be? He waves them off and stalks towards me, standing behind my chair. I try to turn my head to look behind me, at him, but his hands move to the sides of my face, stopping me. "I can give you the world Mia. I am no fool. I know that love takes time, and I will give you as much as it takes. But you are mine." He says so calmly. -------------------------- When Mia Jones, a College student from Australia with a mysterious past is offered the opportunity to work as a translator for a man she had never heard of in New York City, she had assumed it would be a normal job, little did she know it would be the end of her freedom. Matteo Giovanni is the most feared Mafia leader in New York, and the whole country, heir to the Italian Mafia, he is used to getting what he wants. And when he sees Mia walk into his office for a job interview, he knows he wants her. She is his light, and he is her darkness. Will Mia ever be able to escape Matteo and the Mafia, or will she fall in love before she can stop herself? WARNING: Within this story there is coarse language, themes and violence. ______________________ #1 in Romance 29/10/2020 ----------------------------------- Began: 21/08/2020 Completed: 13/01/2021