One of the most powerful man in the world. He was called Octavius. Cruel, coldblooded, and completely unobtainable. The Devil in a Brioni suit. The mere whisper of his name was like lethal poison that burned through the hearts of millions. Penetrating, and clear amber eyes that made grown men weep, and women burned with seduction. Behind the curtains, no one knew what he looked like yet he was always in control. It was a reputation he had fought to establish, one that brought him power, wealth and just about... everything. When a series of unfortunate events lands her into the very strong, powerful arms of Octavius, it was everything she'd been warned about. The beautiful brute, Octavius, moody and controlling in every aspect. She had never met a man as brutal, and stormy as him, someone she couldn't help but sprout wild, random phrases to, and offer hugs. A man that always gets what and who he wants because that's how his life works. Until it doesn't. Until he stumbles into a five-feet angel with the sweetest smile, and adamant about being friends. - preview - "Has any man ever made you so crazy you thought you'd die if you didn't get his cock inside of you? If you couldn't feel his fingers digging into your thighs as he spread you open and devoured you whole? Have you ever come over and over, so hard and so many times you couldn't be sure where one ended and the other began?" His strong, veined hands gripped the backside of my bare thigh, tracing over my skin, itching higher and higher and I could feel a deep ache building inside my lower region. My mouth slacked, at a loss for words, all I could do was whimper softly under his possessive touches. "Answer me." Big, forceful hands caressed my chin, almost gripping my neck, only retracting as I let out a tiny breathless sigh. His dark deep amber eyes were on fire with a carnal sexuality that I had never seen before. "Use your words."

Je souffle et dépose mon sac de boxe par terre je le regarde blasée. - tu veux vraiment pas me laisser tranquille enfaite toi. Il me fait un sourire de con , pose sa main sur les boites la boite aux lettre croise ses pieds et il mort son doigts tout en me fixant. Lui - Nan , toi et moi c'est alavialamort bb.

Raven, passionnée de basket depuis l'enfance, rêve d'intégrer l'équipe masculine de son lycée pour enfin rendre fier son père. Refusée à cause de son genre, elle se déguise en garçon pour prouver qu'elle a sa place sur le terrain. Mais son rival, Nate, découvre la vérité et la menace de la dénoncer, sauf qu'il cache lui aussi un secret que Raven pourrait révéler. Entre rivalité, chantage et matchs décisifs, une relation inattendue se tisse.

Katie and Luna are the leaders of two rival high school cliques-the Greens and the Reds-and they absolutely can't stand each other. Every week, they get into intense fights. When Luna has Katie in a tight grip from behind, or when Katie manages to straddle Luna and climb on top of her, their faces inches from each other and bodies almost merged. It's quite the rivalry, isn't it? At least that's what Katie tells herself. Because, how else can she explain this overwhelming urge to be so close physically to her enemy, while her boyfriend is the hottest and most popular guy in school and she should be gravitated to him not to her mortal rival. Every character in this story is over 18 years old. Be careful this story contains: Profanity Smut Violence

You (Y/n l/n) work at a popular nightclub in Mustafu,Japan as a bartender. You end up linking with the unbreakable hero red riot and get led on a journey of pleasures, fleeting feelings, and self discovery. Available on AO3 as well ‼️ User: Cyberslzts -slightly modernized era -will not follow main plot of BNHA - WILL have smut and vulgar language..read at your own risk 17+ - Read the intro chapter for all needed information ! Thank you ! I own no rights to BNHA franchise 💋 Enjoy !

𝘑𝘌𝘈𝘕 𝘒𝘐𝘙𝘚𝘛𝘌𝘐𝘕 𝘟 𝘉𝘓𝘈𝘊𝘒 𝘠/𝘕 ⤥ ┌────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──────┐ When Y/n and Jean meet at a museum and exchange cheesy pickup lines to see who can make the other laugh first. └────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──────┘

[Jean Kirstein x Reader] College AU ╔══ ❀•°❀°•❀ ══╗ For twelve long years, she has fought against Jean Kirstein, the brilliant, insufferable academic rival who seems to always be one step ahead. Their rivalry is a quiet storm, the kind that brews in classrooms and library corners, sharp words and silent glances exchanged across chalkboards. She has never needed anyone, least of all him, until now. Desperate to pass Calculus, a subject she has long avoided, she swallows her pride and turns to him for help. It's not easy, surrendering to a man who knows her every weakness, her every flaw, and yet, as they spend late nights in the glow of desk lamps, something shifts between them. In the space between lessons and equations, an unexpected friendship is born-fragile at first, like the delicate curve of an unsolved formula. But as the days pass, it grows, complicated and tender, until the lines between competition and affection blur. [Caution] Drugs, smoking, cursing, ect

Aimer sans savoir aimer, c'est dangereux.

Londres ne manque pas de secrets. Et un seul endroit dans cette ville les renfermes tous. L'Académie Ambrose. Avril Abrown, jeune orphelin passionné n'a jamais été aussi heureux que dans cette école qui lui permet d'oublier son sombre passé. Bien qu'il soit un fouteur de merde, un vrai punk qui ne se fit pas aux règles, c'est un élève intelligent qui sait se démarquer grâce à son travail excellent. Tout comme son rival de toujours, Léo Prince, un petit bourgeois qui se fit au règlement comme une sainte parole. Bien qu'ils ne soient pas dans la même spécialité et que leur personnalités sont deux complets opposés, leur travail est si bon qu'ils ont souvent été comparés. Pendant 2 ans, les rumeurs sur eux on été abondantes bien que les deux jeunes hommes ne se soit jamais rencontrés. En tout cas jusqu'à leur troisième année... une année qui les forcera à se rapprocher et qui fera naitre une haine mutuelle. Mais cela avant qu'ils apprennent vraiment à se connaitre, en remontant dans leur passée... un passé qui les liait peut-être depuis plus longtemps qu'il ne l'aurait crus.

Et si la vérité était plus dangereuse que le mensonge ? Vanille Andriana cherche à percer le mystère de la mort de son père lorsqu'une invitation l'entraîne au sein d'une institution secrète en Angleterre. Là, une compétition implacable oppose des voleurs issus des quatre coins du monde pour décrocher le prestigieux titre de Missionnaire. Dès son arrivée, Vanille se heurte aux épreuves et aux moqueries, mais elle refuse d'abandonner. Pour survivre, elle s'allie à un soutien inattendu - Haakon Black, le fils du Fondateur. Entre méfiance et attirance, leurs missions les rapprochent inexorablement. Dans un palais où chacun protège ses ombres, pourront-ils vraiment se faire confiance ?