|18+| ❝Please...❞ I whimper. I don't even know if I'm begging him to stop or continue. ❝You asked for this.❞ He grunts, filling me up in one hard thrust, his hand flexing on my neck. ❝So be a good girl and see how deep I am.❞ ━━━━━━━ Lucy is the perfect example of sunshine and warmth. Rafaelle is the perfect example of gloominess and iciness. A professor and a student. Complete opposites. But it's common knowledge that opposites attract. ━━━━━━━ She traces my tattooed covered scar, a small smile on her lips. "I love this particular tattoo." Lucy compliments, lifting her head to look up at me. "That tattoo is older than you darling." ━━━━━━━ grumpy × sunshine trope has never been so good. (book three of the Blackwell series but can be read as a stand alone)

When you find yourself lost deep inside the woods, you don't have much choice but to follow a stranger back to his secluded cabin. "Thank you for letting me stay the night, who knows what animals could have been waiting in the shadows for me" "Sometimes the most dangerous beasts aren't the ones you find within the woods"

When Adrien becomes the school's biggest player, a hurt Marinette loses interest in him and decides to end their friendship. That is until Adrien decided he has had enough leading him to making the biggest bet of his life. Will this fix their relationship, or will it destroy it for good? Lines are crossed, mistakes are made, the drama unfolds, and hearts are broken? Will this new Adrien change Marinette's life, or will Marinette be able to bring the old Adrien back?

𝑭𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒐𝒇 "𝑯𝑬𝑹" 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔. 𝖠𝖭𝖠𝖭𝖸𝖠 𝖲𝖨𝖭𝖦𝖧 A simple girl. Or maybe its just a facade. She is the type of girl whose smile can brighten up the damn world. But what if, she is not even happy herself. She is the type of girl who always put others before her. But what if, there is no one for her when she is in need. 𝖱𝖠𝖥𝖠𝖤𝖫 𝖮𝖡𝖤𝖱𝖮𝖨 A name which is recognised in the whole world as a businessman. Or maybe there's more to it that no one has any idea. Only one sentence define his identity: 'A boy your mumma always warns you about.' He is the type of man who don't do emotions 'n' all. He hate when someone smile. He hate when someone talk, Unnecessarily. He hate when someone cry. He hate when someone make a noise. He hate when someone stare, Especially at him. He hate almost everything except one thing. Precisely someone. Or maybe, its really a thing which he like. ᴊᴏɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴊᴏᴜʀɴᴇʏ ᴛᴏ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛꜱ ᴏꜰ ʙᴏᴛʜ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʟɪᴠᴇꜱ. ᴡɪʟʟ ᴛʜᴇʏ ʙᴇ ᴀʙʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴏɴᴇ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴜᴘᴘᴏʀᴛ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜɪᴄᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜɪɴ? ᴡɪʟʟ ᴛʜᴇʏ ʙᴇ ᴀʙʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴏᴠᴇʀᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀᴏʙʟᴇᴍꜱ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴇꜱᴛʀᴏʏ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʟɪᴠᴇꜱ? ᴡɪʟʟ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʜᴀᴛᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ɪꜱ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ ɪɴᴛᴏ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴇʟꜱᴇ ᴏʀ ɪᴛ'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ꜱᴛʀᴏɴɢᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ?

After an unexpected ceiling collapse sends her apartment into chaos, Madelaine Grayson ends up living with her brother - and dangerously close to his tattooed, way-too-charming roommate. He's off-limits... but resisting him might be impossible. *** When Madelaine Grayson's bathroom ceiling caves in, it's not just drywall that crumbles. It's her entire world. Forced to move in with her brother, she finds herself swept up in the chaos of his new protective attitude - especially when it comes to his tattooed roommate, Noah Laurier. Noah is the epitome of perfection: sweet, hot, and embedded into every thought Madelaine has. But he's forbidden, and the closer she gets, the harder he is to resist. Well... what her brother doesn't know can't hurt him, right? *** "Matt's sister, I presume?" He walks towards the couch and my eyes widen. He's tall. I thought I was tall but this man could tower me, and when he reaches a hand towards me, there's an intricate clock tattooed on the back of his hand and his fingers have bones tattooed over them. This man is not human. He's tall and angular and dripping with sex appeal. This man is hot. Capital H, capital O, capital T. I don't think I've ever seen a human being so attractive. All I can think about as I force myself to keep my eyes on the screen is the feel of his jaw beneath my hand, and it takes everything in me not to look back at him.

There are many types of addictions. For instance, drugs, alcohol, nicotine, caffeine, sex, the internet, shopping, food and the list goes on. Each one of these addictive behaviors are very different, but they're all used to get the same result; to momentarily take the pain away. Sex addiction was his. Love was hers. After 23 year old psychology student, Alice Greene, and 26 year old wealthy CEO, Hayden Stymest, almost hook up one night after meeting in a bar, Hayden goes out of his way to get Alice in bed. His plans change once he discovers her chastity and slowly but surely finding his feelings for her in ways he never thought possible. Alice, despite Hayden's avoidance to speak of his past and the warnings of her best friend, she falls for Hayden as well. Alice soon discovers the dark secrets of Hayden's past, but she was already in too deep. "We're all addicted to something that takes the pain away." [Book 1 in Addiction Series] (SOON TO BE COMPLETELY EDITED)

Older men make the best lovers-mature, experienced, they know exactly how to take control. But 𝗔𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗺𝗯𝗵 𝗞𝗮𝘃𝗿𝗮𝘆? He wasn't just a lover. He was a beast. A true Daddy-even if he was younger than me. "𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘢, 𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘢𝘤. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘤𝘬-" I dropped the bottle onto the table with a heavy thud, then shaped my fingers into a circle and slid my other hand up through it, showing her exactly what I meant. "𝘛𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘬." "𝘛𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴? 𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘈𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘩 𝘒𝘢𝘷𝘳𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘢-" she hiccupped-"𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘤𝘬?" I leaned in so close my lips brushed her ear, my voice a drunken, filthy whisper. "𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝙨𝙚𝙭." "𝘉𝘶𝘵-𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳?" Maya's eyes narrowed. "𝘈𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘯-𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵? 𝘈 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘬?" The grin slipped right off my face. I sat back, letting my eyes drift over the dim, smoky bar. My other friends were dancing under flashing lights, their dresses riding high, drinks spilling. My 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗼𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘆 was in full swing. But all I could think about was the way he'd stretched me until I cried his name. "𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵-" My voice cracked before I cleared my throat. "𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘈𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘩 𝘒𝘢𝘷𝘳𝘢𝘺." 𝗜 𝗵𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝗺. I hated his smug smile. His dangerous charm. The fact that everyone avoided

" W-what are y-you we-wea-ring?" Luca's deep trembling voice made me smirk. I looked down at the baby pink lace bra and matching panties that adorned my body. Luca's gaze was stuck to my chest at then it tavelled downwards. "Are you done staring?" I asked, my voice low and husky. The bag in his right hand dropped as he looked away , blushing madly. The blush that tainted his cheeks made me all the more turned on. Fuck. I slowly, made my way towards him and placed my hands on his chest. His eyes followed my every action. "Eleoner..." He whispered hoarsely, making me cream my panties. "Don't worry, baby. I'll make it go away..." I trailed off, biting his earlobe seductively. _____________________________________ When Eleoner was sent to military school at the tender age of sixteen by her gold digging whore of a mother, instead of improving herself, she turned worse. She drank , played around, swore like a sailor etc. She was the kind of girl your parents warned you not to hang out with. Tired of her careless mother and her innumerable man sluts, Eleoner decides to move out. When she decided to move to New York to study in NYU, the least she expected was sharing an apartment with another guy, Luca Marino. Luca is the boy your parents encourage you to hang out with because he is a complete nerd. He surrounds himself with books only. El was always into the hot bad boys in her hometown but this Italian nerd has her fantasizing. She will not stop until she has him in her bed. But along with Luca comes drama. Will El be strong enough for the heartbreak to come? Will she continue being the bad bitch or will Luca tame her? **************************************** Guys, this book is for mature audiences as it contains Sexual content (shitload of that) , swearing, etc..... So please , 18+ readers only. If ya nasty and you're not 18, try not to go ahead. But if you do, don't sue me for destroying your innocent soul. I warned you.

You guys have probably read a lot of stories about physical intimacy. But taste this one out, which is all about emotional intimacy. Trust me, it sticks & together, let's change the narrative of what love is 🌺 It's 3:00 AM on a random Sunday and I'm just feeling lonely. Maybe it's for all the girlies out there who are not willing to lower their standards but still feel lonely. Maybe the story will ease your pain? Keep those standards up, and someday you'll find a man exactly like whom you're reading here <3 👀 I'm just a 17 year old girl who's a hopeless romantic in an era of situationships. Hope you can relate, love! ❤️

Marinette and Adrien are not a couple. They love each other, but hate each other. Adrien is the handsome captain of the football team, and Marinette is the gorgeous captain of the cheerleading team at François Dupont High School. They seem like the perfect pair: Both incredibly charming, charismatic, and smart. But they're just friends... Right? High School AU: This fanfiction doesn't contain miraculouses. Warning: Strong language and smut. Please don't be a silent reader, I love feedback! Most Impressive Ranks: #1 adrienette #1 miraculous #1 ladynoir #1 ladrien #1 miraculousladybug #1 marinette #3 ladybug #3 plagg #4 marichat