In which an eighteen-year-old succumbs to an older man . . . "I can't resist him, even though I tried. Call me weak, pathetic, my ears are deaf except if it's his voice they're listening to. Because no matter what, just one touch and I'm at his mercy."

Becca has major anxiety attacks and the only person who could help her was her dads best friend. Then one day every thing changed. Becca and Archer hasn't talked or seen each other in 4 years, until her dad tells her to pack because they are going on a 2 week vacation with Archer. #1 love- May-21-2021 #1 Sweetheart- May-21-2021 #1 Cabin- May-28-2021 #1 Carnival- June-1-2021 #1 Vacation- June-16-2021 #1 Crush- June-26-2021 #1 Mine-December-15-2021

*WARNING! This story contains mature content.* When her boyfriend cheats on her, Rory Warren moves to a new flat. She gets a flatmate who becomes a very good friend of her. But that flatmate has a very sexy, very charming and very wealthy brother who turns Rory's world upside down. Rory is a weak woman. Braden Campbell makes her even weaker. He's a controlling businessman and a perfect definition of a womanizer. He doesn't do relationships. His past has taught him to be tough, unforgiving and cold. He doesn't have a word 'commitment' in his dictionary. He works hard. He fucks even harder. Rory and Braden make a pact, an arrangement. They want to stick to it, follow their rules. But one can only bear so much before bursting. It's a game of two and the rule is simple: if one of them falls in love, it's game over. This is not a story about a perfect relationship. It's a story where a man wants it all and a woman who gives it all to him. Game on, people! Or is it really just a game? Only time will tell. Tick-tock

Highest Ranking - #1 in Forbidden Romance Highest Ranking - #1 in Love Highest Ranking - #2 in Forever Highest Ranking - #7 in Mature Highest Ranking - #27 in Boss ࿎࿎࿎࿎࿎ Annabelle Parsons is a normal girl. A normal job, a normal life. But she dreams about getting an opportunity at the biggest editing company in New York. C&C Editing. Kane and Austin Carter, owners of C&C Editing, know they are the biggest bachelor's of New York, yet they don't want the endless supply of girls that throw themselves at them. Little do they know, the next personal assistant of theirs is going to give their world a spin. **THIS IS A COMPLETED STORY**

✧𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐬𝐬 & 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐈𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐮𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞✧ "Look at you baby, I surely turn my good little wife into a horny slut. Don't I?" ✧ Viktor is a ruthless mafia boss who knows everything about everyone like the back of his hand. On the other side Damia is the definition of innocence and everything nice. One arranged marriage and two polar personalities. What will happen when they both collide? ✧ #2 in cry #2 in flowers #2 in conflict #2 in innocent © buttercup_cameo

𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞 & 𝐒𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭. 'No, you listen, Mae, When I said you were mine, I meant it... You got NO say when it comes to this relationship so there's no getting rid of me, Your mine and mine only so get used to me because I'm not going anywhere" He told deeply and in anger then I gasped when Kyle roughly kissed me What's wrong with him!? I clenched his leather jacket knowing there's no escaping this kiss so I went with along it. • • • Mae Estacado; She was the eldest daughter in the family and sibling, Mae once lived her life with happiness along with her loving parents, sisters, and friends, her looks were awfully alluring but a very naive person she was, Mae had all the luck in the world... Unfortunately, luck like that doesn't last long due to a psychotic devil in disguise--goes by the name, Kyle Wilson: A corrupted mind who also happens to be devilishly handsome with damning charms, fooling everyone around him. 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: this story will trigger readers in every way possible and that's why I wrote it the way I did. **Smirks evilly**

The cold man fell in love with the kind girl because he knew that she deserved the world and that he wanted to be the one who gave it to her. ♡ Alette Faye was a sweet girl. She was exceptionally kind and had an air of simplicity. Between her part-time job at the bakery, her classes, her time spent tending to her flowers and walking in the fields, she didn't get the opportunity to experience much. Her past created fears in her that she seemingly couldn't overcome, and then she met him. For when she meets him, she should have run away in fear, but she stayed. She stayed and she opened her big heart for a man who found his heart, just for her. ♡ This story is a little cliché, a lot unedited, and super simple.

"I'm busy," he said sounding slightly irritated. Well that makes two of us. Suddenly I had an idea. I walked over to him with a smirk. I went behind him, leant over his shoulders and rested my head in the crook of his neck and kissed him. I pulled his chair slightly and went between him and his desk. I widened my legs and sat directly above his member ,as I did I felt a slight bulge. I'm affecting him. Good. I started to grind against his erection slowly ,earning a husky groan from him as I trailed kisses from his neck to his jawline and I finally kissed him on the lips. The kiss was slow and passionate. I pulled away, slightly biting his bottom lips continuing to grind against him. He grabbed my ass and said, " you're playing with fire". I smirked leaning down to his ears " then burn me". _________________________________________ She was fierce,stubborn,dangerous and seductive. She was the family flower and as innocent as the devil. On one hand she was sweet,reliable and the best person you'll ever meet. On the other, she was the queen of hell who'd not hesitate to haunt you with demons and burn you with flames if you ever hurt her or her family. She is like fuel. He was cold,heartless and shows no mercy. He was the devil himself. His has one rule "No mercy,No hesitation". His only weakness was his family,hurt them and he'll make you beg for death. He'll make hell sound like heaven.He was fire. They had many things in common,never knowing the meaning of love from anyone but family was one of them. So neither of them expected that strange feeling after a one-nightstand. What happens when fuel meet fire? It's beautiful,yet dangerous. Blissful,yet destructive. An explosion

[ 18+ ] "Let my tongue explain how bad I crave you." He whispered softly, and then I was fully and completely his. ------- Is being edited at the moment but the story is still up! [**will contain sexual content/triggering themes, if you are under 18 I advise you not to read, but if you do I can't stop you.**] #1 : italianmafia - 2021-07-31 #1 : dominantmale - 2021-04-22 #1 : possessivemale - 2021-07-15 #1 : lightbdsm - 2021-07-15 #1 : age-gap - 2021-04-24 #1 : ava - 2021-05-04 #1 : drugcartel - 2021-05-12 #1 : manxwoman - 2021-05-12 #1 : kitten - 2021-05-28 #2 : adult - 2021-06-05

"I really am sorry." "I know. Now lift your skirt for me," he demands, standing behind my sprawled out figure on his desk, rolling up the sleeves of his button up. I feel my face flush, and I lift my cheek from its position on the solid wood desk to where I knew they were standing, waiting. I lock my wide eyes with pale green ones, knowing Sebastian's my best chance at avoiding punishment. All I receive in return is a slow, smug grin, and then a shrug, telling me I'm all out of luck. I watch as he gets comfortable, leaning against the dark wood walls and sliding his hands in his now slightly creased pant pockets. My eyes flicker over to Nik and Oliver, who moved to take up the leather armchairs at each corner of the desk, each with wicked gleams in their eyes, feasting on my vulnerable position. I shiver as I feel Elijah's cold hand run up the back of my thigh softly, only to pinch the goosebump-covered skin just under the curve of my ass, jolting me into awareness. "You know I don't like waiting, pretty girl," he chides, leaning into me so I can faintly feel his even breaths whisper along my neck. I lift my hands and reach behind me to pull up my fitted skirt so that my panty-clad bottom is hit with the effects of the slightly too-high air conditioning. I shiver in anticipation of Elijah's hard hand, knowing that despite my fear, I'm also more excited than I've ever been. His hand suddenly reaches into the side of my underwear from behind and he slides his fingers through my soaking folds, leisurely stroking my clit. I inhale a sharp gasp of air, electricity flowing through my pussy at his mere touch. "You're such a good cunt for us, aren't you, sweetheart? Are you going to take your punishment like a good girl now?"