"Jesus Christ." I called out, this was the first time I was finding out my body could be so sensitive, I was so used to the five pumps and done but James was showing me something different, he was showing me to myself. "He can't help you now." His husky voice had whispered.

"Mommy am I your child?" My mom looked down and chuckled at me. "Of course you are Theo." She said continuing to cut the vegetables that I hated. "Then why do we have different skin?" I blurted. I was five at the time and I didn't know any better. "Who said that?" She asked looking at me concerned. She knew I wouldn't have thought that on my own. I was always perfectly happy with everything. "This kid Matt. He said his mommy thinks you're weird because we're two different skins." I said coloring in my book. "Well don't listen to what people say. Love doesn't discriminate." She told me sternly. I took her advice. Highest rank: #6 in interracial #2 in interracial-romance # 3 in sexualthemes

Some people just have all the luck. Emma Hark is not one of them. After the tragic death of her parents, she's been taken in by the infamous Stephens family; a family that is filthy rich, high class, and elegant beyond imagination. Not being country club material in any way, Emma must hoop through the many obstacles that are part of this family and learn to accept them as her own. But with hot senior Ricky sleeping just a few feet away, it's nearly impossible. With her newfound family, she catches the eye of three different guys who each have their own issues and secrets. Being as inexperienced in the romance section as she is, she must choose the boy who's perfect for her. But who will that be?

"I have to rent an apartment near my college and the only one I can afford is with a roommate" "Am i jealous? no im not im just.....sad" "Why do you have to live with him? Why not me?" "I love you.." Best Friends, Jealous Roommate, hot boss What more can go wrong? BangchanxReader ff Roomate ff

"You make me want to do things to you." He mumbles, his brown eyes never straying from mine. "What?" I whisper, nervous yet at the same time my heart pounds with excitement and anticipation. "Do you want to know what kind of things?" His low tone matches mine as he brings his face closer and I find myself robbed of speech due to our proximity. Taking my silence as his sign, he continues to lean closer. His lips caress my ear as he says "Things like this." Suddenly I feel something wet and thick being dumped onto my hair, soon the liquid drips down onto my shirt. Is that paint? Blue paint proceeds to slide down onto my shirt and my eyes widen when I hear Caleb howling with laughter. "Caleb fucking Carter!" I bellow and before I know it he breaks into a run, still laughing. ________________ Highest Rankings #1 - projectbadassgirls #1 - humor #8 - badboy