❝I've never been as close to a boy as I have at this moment, nor have I with a man. A man that's Luke, a man that's my step-father. This was clear, but my head continued to tell me to forget the facts and give in to the pleasures I was feeling with Luke's fingers against me. "This is so wrong," He whispered under his breath, but refused to take his hand from between my thighs.❞ ©Narry-My-Storan 2015 || Bailey Luke Daddy Kink [cover by @sweet-lemonade]

"I fucking love you."

all she needed to do was complete the 8 steps that were scribbled onto the piece of notebook paper. how hard could it be?

olivia white, or should i say, the new nev and max. all rights reserved. copyright © 2014 | fxckmuke

in which a girl with an unhealthy love for starbursts and a boy whose hair has been accidentally dyed purple meet at a pharmacy and end up trapped

"don't say goodbye. not today."

Their love was like none other. Never could she imagined to fall in love with a guy like him, and never would he have imagines to fall in love with an overly-delressed girl like her. But that's what brought them together; that's what made them one of the world's most iconic yet unrecognised couples.

Reina is an only child that moved to London from Ireland with her mum. After Reina's mother's bad past with Reina's father, any feelings that Reina has for a boy are strictly forbidden by her over protective mother. But what happens when a boy from Australia moves in next door who is quiet and prefers to be alone?Reina falls in love with the boy and discovers a side of him that only she has seen, but anything that happens between them must be kept a secret, even if that means running away from her mum to be with him...

❝In which two classmates exchange notes in the school bus.❞ all rights reserved. copyright © 2014 | Eva

“I like your lipstick, what colour is it?” He pointed towards my red-stained lips with a cheeky grin – it agitated me. I didn’t even know who he was. The space between my brows creased, “uh, red?” Confused, a little smile appeared on my face at how cheeky he was but I dropped it. “Can I borrow it?” Swiftly, he places his lips against my mine, his plumps lips brushing against it forcefully yet slowly but before I could push him away in surprise, he pulls away and then he smirks. “Strawberry?” “Lipstick doesn’t have flavours, I think,” I murmured, my cheeks crimson. “It’s strawberry, bring watermelon tomorrow, yeah?” And I, being the stupid person I am, brought watermelon the next day. All rights reserved. Copyright © 2014 || @drfluke