Why is it something so wrong feels so right. Olivia a senior in highschool finds herself in a forbidden romance with her teacher Sebastian.

At the school Fire High all the female students have their eyes on one particular teacher ,Mr. Valentine, the youngest of the teachers,also the hottest. But I , Rose, is not interested in teachers. As so I thought. (Note this was written by a cringy teen a long time ago, [THIS IS NOT A GOOD BOOK] now that im older please view this as a joke🤦🏽‍♀️)

I swallowed my growl back, as she came to stand next to me admiring my mate. I tensed with her proximity. She was a good 12 feet away but I still felt threatened. I I cleared my throat to keep from growling and strained myself. Believe me when I say the thought of harming my own mother crossed my mind. "Mom, Could you back up?" I asked my voice strained, she smiled at me before nodding and backing up a few feet, I walked back to meet her convincing myself and my wolf that it was only a few feet away from our mate and that I could still keep her in my sight. "Is she the one?" my mother asked after a while. "Yes" "she's human" she stated. "She is" "You're going to have to be careful" "she's so small" I said in astonishment. "Yes son, and you aren't an ordinary human male, you're a Lycan and one of the most powerful alphas in the world" she reminded me. "She's beautiful" I answered admiring every feature, and memorizing every inch of flawless skin I could get my eyes on. "You're going to have to change your ways for her" "I know" I listened to the soft pad of her footsteps retreating down the hall, I relaxed a small amount at each one even though she was my mother and I knew she wasn't going to harm her. it wasn't so much as I was afraid of her harming her it was more of I don't like sharing what's mine with anyone including the woman who gave birth to me. My mate is exactly that; mine.

I never thought my life would turn out this way, that, at the age of 22, I would ever do anything like this. I've always been what some people would call "Submissive" when it comes to sex. I've never liked being in control. Control means making all the decisions. Control means I am the boss. Control means... well control. I want to say that I am still like this, that occasionally I will go to "The Club" and provide a man with entertainment, submit myself to him for as long as he pleases. I wish I could say that my best friend didn't change my whole perspective on life and give me the one thing I needed. My name is Vixen Grey. But he calls me Mistress

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**Mature Content: violence/sex/language** Book 1 of the Wolf Series 19 year old Dallas has secrets, many, many secrets but the biggest one of them all may just be her most powerful asset. She's never known pack life, until recently she didn’t even know what she was. Living life as a rogue now, she is slowly coming to understand her kind and their laws. Most importantly she’ll learn about mates and the pull, which sparks her interest since she can’t seem to leave Alpha Ryker Daniels alone for long. Fighting herself over letting him in or leaving him behind, but in the end, could her secrets be too much for the Alpha to handle? Or will he do as promised and listen without judgment? And what will happen when a monster from her past comes back to claim what he thinks is his? Can Dallas keep her secrets while trying to keep her heart….and possibly her head? ©2013 R.K. Anne. All Rights Reserved

Ashton Irwin, drummer of 5SOS. Any girl would like to date him. He used to mess around with many many girls. But, since he met Chrysanthi, he must forget all of his past and obey to her will.

I was the 6th-grade "slut." And I kept a diary. So I decided to create The UnSlut Project in the hopes that my own diary entries could provide some perspective to girls who currently feel trapped and ashamed. I am publishing these entries one at a time, without changing a single word except for the names of the people involved. My limited commentary, which is confined to brackets in each entry, is meant to provide the relief of my current perspective, fifteen years later. The UnSlut Project: Working to undo the dangerous slut shaming in our schools, communities, media, and culture by sharing knowledge and experiences.

Brooke is a hardheaded, blunt, champion boxer who hasn't lost a fight and doesn't take no for an answer. when her Bestfriend Evanley brings her to a BDSM club things end turning out wrong. she meets billionaire club owner who's looking for a new sub. will she submit to him? or will he give up everything to submit to her? Don't copy my books!! EXCERPT below!!! I smooth my hands over my dress. He's wearing a black suit with a black tie. He looks... nice... or whatever. Him eye-fucking me is really starting to get under my skin. I grab my backpack that's at the bottom of the stage, I don't plan in staying in these clothes but I'll wear them until I can get a chance to change. I narrow my eyes and approach him in a cautious but bitter manor. He gets the picture because he plasters a triumph smirk on his face. That fucker. "What are you doing here leach" my words are like acid hopefully hinting that I don't want him to be here. "I can't get a hello from my date? You look beautiful" his eyes roam up and down my body and I stiffen. The muscles in my stomach tighten and I swallow the lump in my throat. I agree I do look nice. I'm wearing a cream colored dress that's open in the back. There's a thigh high split that's a little too far up for my liking but its fine. I put my hair up in a ponytail but it looks nice I guess. "So where are we doing this?" I question, ready to get this thing over with. "Dinner sounds good to me, ready baby?" he stretches out his hand which I reluctantly take. He pulls me to him and snakes his hand around my back to clasp my waist. "Your skin is so soft love" he purrs in my ear. "I'm not your baby I'm not your love or whatever other cute names you want to call me, and keep the touching to a minimal" he chuckles and leads me out side to a black Porsche that's waiting for him. So he's got money. I can see where the cockiness comes from.