"My name is Bonnie. Not bunny." "Oh, but doesn't bunny sound so much sweeter?" - Bonnie Solano was an upper class brat of a woman. Anyone who knew her, which wasn't many, knew that for a fact. It wasn't that she intentionally tried to be a bitch, Bonnie was simply and naturally bred that way; and she didn't plan on changing for anyone. Besides, where did being a pushover ever get anyone? Clyde Morozov hated inconveniences. The man always did everything in his power to assure that everything he was in control of ran smoothly, cleanly, and perfectly. No fuck ups allowed. Not from his men, not from him, and especially not any interference from outsiders. Getting in the way of Clyde's perfectionist ways got people killed, murdered, and forgotten.

"Are you gonna take it like a good girl or should I bend you over my lap and spank you like the filthy whore you are?" It was a man's voice I didn't recognize and the greeting caught me off guard. "I-I'm sorry? What'd you say?" I asked, holding the phone away from my ear as if staring at it would bring another person on the line. "I said, are you gonna take it like a good girl or should I bend you over my lap and spank you like the filthy whore you are?" He repeated. My heart skipped a beat and I swallowed, feeling nervous. "I-uh...I think I have the wrong number?" "No one deliberately dials this number just to say that. Spread your legs and touch your pussy. I want you to finger yourself and place the phone between your legs. Let me hear how wet you sound." He said, voice lower now. More demanding. I had to catch my breath. In a shaky voice I managed to get out "No, I'm serious. I really do think I have the wrong number." I sat up and glanced around my room. The walls here weren't thin, they were thick and the rooms were placed further apart from each other. Still, I was paranoid that someone might've heard the conversation. "Oh-Jesus. I'm so sorry. Are you sure you have the wrong number? This hotline isn't in public phone books. It's listed in erotica and p*rn magazines." Oh god..... _________ It's the winter of 1983 and 19 year old Ayelani Mayer, a college freshman is preparing herself for final exams. She, instead, accidentally dials the number of a sex phone operator named Michael. A 25 year old single man living across states who fulfills the fantasies women have until they cum. Ayelani was in need to vent and stress relief. She found it elsewhere other than the schools hotline. And that was Michael teaching her how to have sex and fucking her so hard that her eyes rolled to the back of her head. #4 in sugardaddy! 08/06/25 #1 in mjperv! 08/24/25 #1 in moonwalker! 08/28/25 #1 in mjfan! 09/26/25 #1 in thriller era! 10/03/25

Benjamin or Ben is a 8 year old little boy with Albinism and Type 1 diabetes. his entire life he has been pushed away, ignored, forgotten, and neglected. His parents never spoke a word about him to anyone, not their friends, coworkers, or even his own brothers. He lives a life of mediocracy, full of schedules, bland but nutritious food, and nobody that shows a care in the world about him out of actual care just paid to make sure he stays out of the way. What will happen when Benjamin snaps? When he gets tired of nobody showing they care. What will his brothers do when they find out they have another brother that their parents never told them about. Read and find out ;)

Thirteen-year-old Marleny "Mari" Phoenix Knight isn't afraid of cops, consequences, or correction. She's been raised by chaos, hardened by the city, and stitched together with spite. But after one too many run-ins with the law, and the loss of her mother, Mari's last strike sends her somewhere worse than juvie: a Tennessee ranch owned by the father she thought had abandoned her, and the half-sister she never wanted to know. Out here, silence speaks louder than shouting. Consequences don't come with warnings-they come with corner time, work gloves, and the sting of a belt. Her name ain't just mud-it's fire, history, and blood running deeper than the dirt beneath her boots. They say the land don't lie. And Mari's about to find out the truth has a way of breaking before it builds. #1 in bgwb-- as of 14/09/25 #1 in orphaned --as of 14/09/25 #1 in in trouble-- as of 14/9/25 #1 in lostkid-- 14/9/25

"Honestly one of the best books I've read" - mywayforme "I'll take it from here," Sebastian said. "Ms. Dawson, I re-watched your interlude performance from Saturday and I was impressed with your drumming ability. I'm about to start work on my next album. I'm putting together a creative team to develop how the album will sound and I want to extend an invitation to you." Startled by the offer, Amelia's mind went blank. All words slipped from her brain, her thoughts becoming a jumbled mess pooled at her feet. "Ms. Dawson?" Sebastian prompted. Amelia blinked. Amelia didn't realize when she said yes to a once in a life time opportunity that it would jump start her career and help her find the one thing she hadn't been looking for. "Seriously, this book is not at all a cliche. It is very mature and fun to read and no teenage drama which was a huge plus. This book is amazing and was definitely worth reading!!" - LiveYourMoment "I honestly love your book.. It was such a. Great story!!!!" - vanshika_pgt "One word AMAZING!" - mortelinstruments "I LOVED THIS STORY. I read it almost in a day and don't regret it a single moment. This story is so involving and isn't totally cliche. Simply absolutely amazing." - IPBR21 #1 in Teen Fiction Started December 2016 Completed February 10, 2017

Fifteen-year-old Adonis has spent his entire life afraid, afraid of the foster care system that raised him, and afraid of being labeled "weird" for the way he talks, moves, or sees the world. He's used to being alone, used to being misunderstood. But everything changes when he discovers he isn't alone after all he has a family. Four older brothers. One sister. They're strangers, but they welcome him with open arms... or at least, they try. Fitting in isn't easy, not when Adonis is used to hiding parts of himself just to survive. Starting a new school only makes things harder until he finds two surprising sources of comfort: the football field and his brother's best friend, who acts like he can't stand Adonis but never seems to leave him alone. Will Adonis finally learn to heal? Can he earn his siblings' trust and maybe even their love? Adonis has no idea. But for the first time in his life, he's ready to find out.

crashing into you: The beautiful, chaotic moment when two completely different worlds collide - one quiet and calculating, the other loud and unapologetically bold - and everything changes. It's when fate doesn't ask politely, it just speeds up on two wheels and knocks the wind out of you with love bwwm nerd x bad bitch

I froze. A man was slumped against the graffiti-covered brick wall, blood blooming across his side. His white shirt was soaked through, and there was a gun just inches from his open hand. My heart slammed against my ribs. Run, Skye. You should run. But I didn't. Instead, I dropped my bag and took a cautious step closer. His head lifted. Piercing, icy blue eyes met mine, sharp even through the haze of pain. His face was all sharp edges and shadowed scruff, blood trailing from the corner of his mouth. His accent was thick and rough, like broken glass. "Leave." I shook my head slowly. "You're bleeding. Bad." "Not your concern." His voice was lethal, but he flinched hard when he tried to move. "You're gonna die out here," I whispered, kneeling beside him. My hands trembled as I pressed a napkin from my apron against his side. "I'm studying to be a nurse. Let me help." He stared at me like I was something he couldn't comprehend. A stranger. A softness he didn't trust. Then his hand, heavy and warm, clamped around my wrist-not rough, but firm. "What's your name?" he rasped. "...Skye." A beat passed. Then another. "I am Mikhail." His eyes darkened. "And you shouldn't have found me."

slow updates! | short story | 𝐂𝐆𝐋 | AGE REGRESSION Description: Just a month after signing over her life to Matthew barrow her 29 year old dominant boyfriend, 21 year old Madison Jane is now adjusting to the new lifestyle she submitted herself to. *** Madison frowned, " b-but i am big.." it wasn't purposely, but simply just a statement that she continued to throw out there for him to hear, it was reassurance and her convincing herself that she wasn't little. Which was the biggest lie yet. And he knew it just as much as she did. He sighed lowly at the lie as it left her lips, finishing up her hair so that it was now tied back neatly in a ponytail with a pink ribbon tied around it. " look at me baby." As her eyes looked up, it met his, his dark brown eyes filled with reassurance yet so much validation and love, it's almost like he wore the wisdom as a vest so that he could constantly pour it into her. " I need you to start relying on me baby. You're safe with me and I'll always take care of you, but I can't do my job properly when you constantly continue to lie and shield yourself from me. It's not good for neither one of us."

Zacari Smith is loud, reckless, and magnetic - the type who knows exactly how to get under your skin and smile while doing it. Ky'Aire Brown is the complete opposite - quiet, sharp-tongued, and always ten steps ahead of his emotions. They weren't friends. They weren't anything... until one day turned into something more. Neither of them is looking for love especially not with each other. But the pull between them is undeniable. What starts as tension builds into something they can't explain, and definitely can't escape. As secrets surface and tempers flare, Zacari and Kyaire are forced to confront the truth: sometimes the person you least expect is the one who sees you the clearest. Set in a world of messy friendships, hidden feelings, and chaotic senior year moments,Nepenthe is a raw, slow-burn story about falling hard, fighting it harder, and what happens when love refuses to play by the rules.