"You lying bitch," he snapped, rounding on her in front of the doctor and two nurses who'd just entered with follow-up forms. "You really thought you could pull this off, didn't you? Trap me?" Her eyes widened, horror dawning in real time. "I didn't-" "You think because I took you in, because I cared about you, that you could play me?" His voice rose. "Ambrose, please stop-" "I trusted you," he hissed. "I defended you. Against my mother. Against everyone." She shook her head violently, tears pooling. "It's your baby. I never cheated on you, I-" He laughed coldly. "You expect me to believe that? Some girl from nowhere, clinging to a family she'll never belong to?" His words were knives now, each one carving into her chest.

Anna never thought she'd have a stepfather. She definitely never thought she'd walk in on him touching himself. Now she can't unsee it. And Steve can't pretend nothing happened. What follows is a dangerous pull neither of them meant to feel, a slow unraveling of boundaries inside a house that suddenly feels too small, too hot, and far too forbidden.

He's obsessed, insane even. He has to know her, watch her, touch her. She's his, and nothing will stop him. But she's smarter than he thinks.. ••• "You call me if he bothers you ever again, yeah?" "It's really nothing I-" he cuts me off "You'll call me." He says firmer "okay?" "Okay" I say softly, looking up at him. He's so fucking close to me. We just stand there for a moment and I'm having trouble remembering how to breathe. He leans closer, gently tilting my head up so that my eyes stay on him. "Good girl"

She never thought she deserved love-the way it seemed to stray away from her. Never thought she was worth protecting or saving, convinced she was marked for a life of mistreatment and quiet suffering. But he filled the self deprecating hole in her heart like a sunrise spilling over the edge of the earth, leaking out warmth and goodness the way it did-both men were beacons of peace in her world of darkness. Soft where the world had been cruel. Protective in the way she had never received. With every stroke, every reaffirmation of the tongue, they'd slowly began to rewrite the story she'd constructed in her own mental confinements...Maybe she wasn't so as unlovable as she'd convinced herself to believe.

Featured by @lgbtq // ~ OLD BOOK ~ Ian Lutyens. 20 years old. A stoic, reserved, architecture student with a shattered family. He thinks love is but a waste of emotions. Noah Hart. 23 years old. A soft hearted, loving, elementary school teacher with no family. He desires the deep affection that stays forever. The two opposites meet over a popular chat site on the internet. Fed up with the lives they both were leading and craving a release, they decide to meet up and satisfy each other's needs in bed. But will their relationship remain limited to what they wanted- being bed buddies? (Completed in September 2017) // Cover by the amazing @Karran

Book 2 in the Phobia Series: Book 1 'Monophobia' is on my profile. Genophobia can be read without it, but a lot of inside jokes, characters and events might be confusing. ~~~ Dante meets Flynn on one of the worst nights of his life, and he wants to forget about it altogether. But he can't shake the guilt, and wants to apologize to Flynn-mistake one, because what he didn't remember about that night was that Flynn is unbelievably charming. When they meet up to do exactly that, apologize, he realizes he is making mistake two: feeling an incredibly strong pull towards this mesmerizing stranger. He knows he shouldn't, but he can't help but feel this way. There's various reason as to why he shouldn't, actually, to sum up a few; his parents, his expected focus on his studies, and, of course, the fact he's seen Flynn kiss more girls than he's made goals. And that's saying something. And, last but not least, there's his genophobia.

Throwing all my one-shots in one place.

❝There is no sinner like a young saint.❞ ||MATURE CONTENT|| In which a girl sets her eyes on a forbidden man. COMPLETED. All rights reserved. kingkatewrites 2023. cover by alluringathena

My body was stuck. I wanted to move but I couldn't. He leaned down and our lips crashed together. He made the kiss deeper by adding tongue and picked me up giving my ass a squeeze. Earning a moan from me. He began walking upstairs and went straight to my room throwing me on the bed. "I missed you so fucking much." He said aggressively as he took his clothes off. I started taking mines off as well. He laid over my body kissing me again then breaking it-pressing his forehead to mine looking me in my eyes. I arch my back as he reach down to my soaking pussy and he started stroking my clit. "Always so fucking wet, I fucking love it." He continues to rub his fingers up and down my slit. Sticking a finger inside of me every so often. I moan out against his fingers on my clit. "Fuck this I need to be inside of you." He grunts. A love story about Antonio Russo & Shakayla Janai. Not fully edited! Let me know if I made a mistake somewhere!!! But not to much tho 😚 some of y'all be getting smart in the comments 🙃 I definitely return energy.

✥ The Mob Boss & His Therapist ✥ [part one/ unedited] BEING EDITED FOR FURTHER PUBLISHING Rafael Rossi, a glass like fragile Italian mob boss, who has sworn to never let anyone on his demons that have only resulted him post traumatic stress disorder. He had one promise, to make those bleed who have made him bleed and his biggest motive being to never let anyone on the pain he has been carrying in his heart that has been bleeding for stitches till this day. He had grown out of love with the concept of love which had him only suffer. Little did the heartless mob boss know he would find someone who knew him more than he knew himself. Ravenna Romano, a kind & loving therapist, who had made a mission to help others escape their pain and make them fall in love with the idea of love once again. Losing her baby brother, Beau, at a young age had given her the curse of a bleeding heart which after a long toll, she learned pain can be only subsided by love. She knew darkness can only be taken away by the light of hope. Hope of a new fresh start. But she did not know that she would be helping the heartless Italian realise that his heart was waiting to be healed. Little did she know that she was going to be the therapist of Rafael Rossi. But would she be able to be his remedy when she choose the sweetest words to heal his brittle heart when he choose the most poisonous actions to break it. ﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎ "Mr.Rossi I really need you to open up to me for our sessions to work." She said in her sweet innocent voice as he felt himself rage at her pointless efforts on healing something that doesn't exist. "How about you start by opening up to me?" He asked while his eyes traveled down her ripe body. "Mr.Rossi, I don't understand." The caring heart of the therapist spoke as she felt his greedy gaze upon her untouched shrine . "Open up your legs Ms.Romano."