"No bra," he murmured, his breath hot against her temple. "Knew you'd be trouble." "You came back," she said, tilting her chin up. The movement bared her throat, and Donovan's gaze darkened, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed hard. "Couldn't stop thinking about you." His thumb brushed the swell of her breast. "About how you clenched around my fingers." her nipples pebbling under the fabric. Donovan groaned, low and throaty, his forehead dropping to hers. "Fuck, Lena. You're gonna ruin me." *** Donovan is Lena's dad's good friend, almost like a family until forbidden feelings start to grow between Lena and Donovan. She knows he is older than her-way too much but she doesn't care. All she needs is his hands on her throat and the pleasure only he could give her. Denovan knows she's young and far from his league yet he doesn't stop. Not when he got a taste and now he can't stop himself from having more.

━━ ❝ 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 to shine like a star you must burn like one ❞ •--• ✹ •--• [ i. completed / somewhat edited ii. previously called folklore iii. extended summary inside iv. book 1 of the greek tragedy series v. cover by @heartfates

Malika Danai is pressure. Friendly, social, and loved by all, Malika thrives in college and is often seen as a mirage - seemingly real and attainable but disappears when approached. She's a party girl to the core. Loves to drink, flirt, and explore with her best friends, Ayana and Isabella. Her beauty is undeniable. With curly black hair cascading over her shoulders and golden-brown skin that glows no matter where she's at, Malika's presence is impossible to ignore. Her dark brown eyes often sparks with mischief, and her full two-toned lips often curves into teasing grins that hints at secrets she rarely shares. Malika excels at a lot of things but she was never the study type. She prayed the night before exams and hoped that her grades would at least give her a passing score and somehow, that always worked. Until now... Her grades are barely holding on- good enough to pass, but not good enough for a sorority like the Alpha Kappa Alpha (AKA). She wants to join. No she needs to. It's the only way she can prove to her mother that she's worth it. And she'll do whatever it takes. Even if it means casting her pride aside to get help from the boy who loathes her existence. Meanwhile... Theo Sinclair is a weapon. An academic weapon that nobody can beat. Coming from an old money family where the expectations and bars are set high, Theo surpasses them all and is often pushed towards greatness by his family. Yet he has a big flaw: boredom. Because of his uncaring attitude towards everything and everyone around him, Theo is often alone. Deliberately avoiding attention and validation from peers; he thrives in the silence and rhythm of his own scheduled routines. He has only one rule; 'Never let myself feel things I can't control.' To him, parties are ratchet and vile. An enigma vastly contrasting his reverence for solitude, silence, and carefully ordered thoughts. So when he's pushed into an unwanted arrangement, he resents the intrusion because slowly, his rule...

' DOES THE END JUSTIFY THE MEANS? ' this is process, there is no end, there are only means, each one has better justify itself. To whom? stefan salvatore ╱ VAMPIRE DIARIES.

What happens when you become the dons Personal stripper ?

In the blink of an eye, I lost everything - my mother, my home, and my life. The only thing she left me was a debt I couldn't repay and a bounty on my head, and desperate times require desperate measures. ---------------------------------------- A mischievous smile spreads across his lips as he takes a big step toward me, and as soon as I am within his reach, he grabs my hips and pulls me against him. I lay my hands on his chest and trace my fingers along the outlines of his tattoos as he maneuvers me back to his desk. My ass presses against the edge of his desk as he lets his hands run down my sides until he grabs my ass cheeks " Are you sore from last night, baby?" "I'm fine." "I hope you're not lying to me," he whispers against my lips.

༊࿐⠀ 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓 🫖 ׅ ❜ ݁ ⊹ 🦌 caleb mcdaniel ﹏ liusa. ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎﹒# 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐖𝐌𝐈𝐔, 2026 🫙 LOVE ISLAND USA S8 ♡

[Male! Wednesday Addams x Reader] ❝𝑾𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒈 𝑶𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒈𝒖𝒏 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒘𝒆'𝒓𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒑𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒆'𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝑾𝒆'𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒙𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝑻𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝑰𝒏 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉...❞ -❝𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝒎𝒆? 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝗺𝗲?❞ ••• -❝𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆... 𝒖𝒏𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈❞ season 1: in progress season 2: ×

The many times Klaus saved Katherine, and the one time he didn't.

You've built an empire out of cozy vlogs, candid Q&As, and a million followers who adore how "real" you are-even when you're jet-lagged, spilling wax on your leggings, or eating takeaway in a hoodie. Manchester is just another work trip: collabs, content, and unboxings. But then you keep seeing him. The hooded masked stranger who passes you on rainy streets. He doesn't care about TikTok, doesn't ask for selfies, doesn't even tell you his name. He's steady, silent, and far too handsome for the mask and shadows he hides behind. This fic is intended for 18+ readers only and may contain mature themes, explicit content, and adult situations. Please read at your own discretion. I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS OR IDEAS FROM SORCE OF INSPIRATION