"You have no fucking idea how long I've been wanting to do this." He started with my heals as he kneeled between my legs. He removed the right one first dragging it out as he grazed my foot with his fingertips. The next one came off and my breath hitched as his gaze trained on the soaking wet spot between my legs. "Do you wax or shave?" "Wax." My voice was quiet making sure to mind my vocabulary. His intake of breath followed by his hands trailing up and up until it reached the zipper of my dress. Unzipping me he stood up to tug the dress off me to fall on the floor. My white lacy set of borrowed lingerie were fully exposed to him now and he was taking his time to look me over. As if I was some prized possession he's always wanted. He undid the white bra making my breasts bounce. "Spread your legs for me." ********* Rose Chase, dedicated med student had her entire life planned out. Until the day she walked into her apartment to find her boyfriend fucking her guy best friend. Devastated and questioning her own sexiness she rushes in the club with a vendetta a world now knew who she was.. Mason Coldwell, spoiled rotten sex god and ex friend of Rose Chase. Going out one night for a night of fun after revealing Rose's identity to the world. He goes out to a club to alleviate the old scars Rose opened up and to his surprise finds the very virgin Rose in his bed in the morning. At least she WAS a virgin. Who would have thought, the man she thought to be her demise, might be her salvation. (Mature scenes 18+ recommended to read) Highest rating #2 in romcom. ;)

Willow's always been known as the good girl with the wealthy parents who could do no wrong. Little do they know that this seemingly perfect girl has some less than perfect secrets; and the fact that she's been sneaking out past curfew every night since the beginning of summer isn't the worst one. Distancing herself from the people at school has become lonely, but everything changes when a group of bad boys that she meets after curfew one night transfer to her school and begin to take an interest in her; one even more than the rest. But will they be able to protect her when events from her past re-surface and begin to get her into more trouble than she ever wanted? ********************** We were a circuit, electricity flowing through us at every connection, every light touch igniting a heat that was exhilarating but dangerous. Like we could catch fire and burn to the ground at any second. "Did you take your own advice? Did you ever forgive yourself?" I whispered, my words evaporating in the heat around us. He moved towards me, trapping me against the car door as his lips traced over my jaw, down to my neck. "This," he whispered, his thumb tracing the waistband of my jeans, making my breathing falter. "Allowing myself to feel this happiness, to feel you...this is me forgiving myself." He kissed me, calming the raging storm in me and igniting a new one. I wasn't sure which would cause more destruction, but I knew only one had pretty blue eyes and a effortless smile that could convince me it was all worth it. It probably was.

He's my professor. My father's best friend. And right now, he's buried inside me-thick, throbbing, stretching me open-while my dad is on the phone. I can barely breathe, barely think. Christopher grips my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh as he slams into me, pulling out just enough to make me whimper before driving back in, harder, deeper. "Sofia?" My dad's voice crackles through the speaker, laced with concern. "Are you okay, honey?" I bite down on my lip, my walls fluttering around Christopher's cock as he grinds against me, rolling his hips in that devastating way that makes me see stars. "Ye-yes, D-ah-d," I stammer, my voice high-pitched, breathless. Christopher smirks against my neck, his breath hot as he whispers, "Be a good girl. Don't let Daddy hear you getting fucked." I shudder. God, he's so deep. So thick. Every push, every pull, sends me spiraling. "You don't sound okay," my dad presses. "What's going on?" Yes, Dad-what's going on is that your best friend has me pinned down, stretching my greedy little cunt, dragging me to the edge while I fight to keep my moans in. "I-I'm just c-cold," I lie, choking on a gasp as Christopher's fingers find my clit, circling it mercilessly, teasing, punishing. His other hand wraps around my throat, applying just enough pressure to make my head swim. My body is on fire, my pulse hammering. Wet, obscene sounds fill the air-skin slapping, the sticky slide of his cock dragging against my slick walls, the groans he lets out every time I tighten around him. "Sofia?" I can't take it. I bury my face into the pillow, biting down as my orgasm crashes through me. Christopher feels it-he growls, grips my hips harder, and fucks me through it, relentless, brutal. This is wrong. So, so wrong. And yet, I never want it to stop.

He was older. Divorced. Hot. Had abs that could make a saree fall off-And I wanted him to take my virginity while I was wearing one. He used to tutor me in maths-strict, sharp, and so damn serious. But now, all I could think about was how his hands would feel on my waist, how his mouth would taste on my skin. I lifted my saree. Pulled up my underskirt. His mouth dropped when he saw my bald, dripping pussy. "Sohini," he moaned-his voice nothing like the one that used to explain equations. It sounded like need. Like hunger. Like he was about to ruin me.

"Don't..." he rubbed my clit slowly, and I gasped, closing my eyes shut. "You ever think of talking about that damn blondie in front of me again," he dipped a finger into me slowly, and I squeezed my toes in my shoes. "Or think of seeing or getting stuck with him forever. It will never happen while I'm alive, Darlin Zera. Hmm?" He pulled out and shoved it in again, and I let out a silent cry. "We...are...in the library," I croaked, forcing my eyes to look at his. "You think I didn't know that? Huh?" He slowly drew his finger out before forcing it back in. I bit my bottom lips sharply and suppressed my moan. "Also, you will be a good girl for me and go to the teacher's office. Tell them you want me as a partner instead. " He pulled out, leaving half of his finger inside me before shoving it back in. ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ Zera Palmer is an ordinary, smart, and composed senior in Meadow High who finds herself juggling her studies with feeding her family by working part-time as a waitress. That was what everyone thought, including her mother. But Zera is aware that the "part-time work aspect as a waitress" is not true. She worked as a stripper at a club where she transformed into a completely different person each night. She had everything planned out, and her secret work was going smoothly. Getting caught was the last thing she wanted. However, a particular famous bad guy at her school, who had girls falling at his feet and would go to any length to get what he wanted, sees her and makes a deal with her in exchange for keeping her secret. I mean, it's just a deal? That was Zera thought, but the deal evolved into something neither of them expected. Trust me, you don't want to miss it. (18+ rated ♥️) I update this story everyday so trust me, we will both enjoy this story together 😩 All images are from PINTEREST excluding the whatsapp messages screenshots.

"When I saw you, I fell in love, and you smiled because you knew it." - Arrigo Boito «•» BOOK ONE IN THE SERAPHIC SOULS SERIES, BUT CAN BE READ AS A STANDALONE • MILO LAZARE - The starting goalie for UND hockey team. What happens when a pretty girl saves his life? After being diagnosed with type one diabetes at the age of seven he was convinced no one could ever love him let alone find him attractive, if only he saw the way every girl on campus looks at him. •ALVARA KEISLER - Also a student at UND partaking in their biomedical engineering program, she wants to help those who can't help themselves. What happens when she saves a handsome hockey player, both mentally and physically? PSA: THIS IS ONLY A FIRST DRAFT! THIS IS NOT A CLICHE HOCKEY BOOK! •|EXCERPT|• MILO'S P.O.V She looked at her watch, "I guess I should go-" I grabbed her wrist, "Not so fast. What about a good luck kiss?" I asked not being able to restrain myself. "Hmm... I only kiss winners." She teased, "So if I win then you'll kiss me?" I taunted. "Precisely." She said smirking. "Go back to your seat, I have a game to win pretty girl." It was now my turn to smirk as her cheeks became rosy. I watched her walk away before going back into the locker room with the rest of the team preparing to make our big entrance. My entire life I had been convinced there was no better feeling than an arena full of people cheering in the stands for you and your team. I was wrong. Turns out it's seeing a pretty girl wearing your last name across her back, and watching you as you play a sport that had changed your life in the best way possible. •|RANKINGS|• #4 in romance #1 in diabetes #1 in hockeyboy #2 in hockey #1 in sports romance •|HIGHEST RANKINGS|• #1 in diabetes #1 in hockey boy #1 in smart girl #1 in hockey player #1 in sports romance #4 in romance WARNING: This book does contain MATURE CONTENT intended for those that a

Abby Ryan has her whole life planned out, up until graduation that is. As a journalism student at the University of Southern Washington, she has one goal in mind for her last semester of senior year: secure a scholarship for graduate school. But when a scholarship opportunity arises that requires her to write a feature article on USW's star basketball player and notorious playboy, Tristan Beck, lines start to blur, and Abby soon realizes that staying focused can be hard when you're trying not to fall in love. Tristan Beck has been focused on one thing since he started at USW on a full-ride scholarship: put up the numbers and bust his ass to get drafted into the NBA. With only a semester standing between him and the draft, this is his last chance to impress the scouts. When Abby Ryan, a witty and magnetic journalism student, asks to interview him for an article, he knows the publicity will be good for his career, but when they start spending time together and he realizes that he might want her as more than his typical hook-up- only fashion, he has to remind himself why he refuses to date, and where his priorities need to lie.

"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. *** 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?

Reyansh Malhotra, a 28-year-old mathematics professor is a stickler for discipline and punctuality, his grumpy demeanor a facade for his deep-seated love for his subject and his students' growth. Beneath the stern exterior is a man with a dry sense of humor and a passion for knowledge so fiery it could melt the coldest of hearts. He demands much but gives even more in the form of wisdom and guidance, making him a beloved, if somewhat feared, figure on campus. Noor Sharma, a 19-year-old college student whose heart is as bright as her name suggests. She's a fun-loving, clumsy optimist who finds joy in the simplest of things. Despite her occasional awkwardness, she embraces life with open arms. Her genuine warmth draws people to her, making friends wherever she goes. Her kindness and curiousity are boundless, and her laughter is a symphony that echoes through the hallowed halls of the academy. Their animosity towards each other was palpable, with heated debates and cutting remarks exchanged in every lecture. Despite their outward hostility, there was an underlying tension between them, a spark of curiosity that neither could explain. What has destiny planned for them? Will they be able to overcome their hatred and differences? There is only one thing that can answer all these questions and that's time.

18+ | Angel and demon brought together by accident. Sparks fly and moans reverberate through their bedroom but...neither one knows who they are to each other and what that means for them. A deep secret lingers beneath, both of them oblivious to the consequences once it surfaces. *** "Oooff fuck..." I heard her pronounce, almost delirious myself, "Fuck, this feels so good da-" She quietly cut herself off but I didn't miss it. No way was Isla into this, no way did I fucking land this perfect angel. "Say it...call me by that name." I whispered in her ear. She hesitated and slowed down but I encouraged her again, "Come on baby girl...don't hold back. Say it." I leaned her back into me and her head fell onto my shoulder and I saw her eyes squeezed shut and crimson lips open, heavenly sounds escaping her throat. "I want to hear you say it, moya devochka...call me by that name." "Daddy! " She finally pleaded. "Your big cock feels so good, daddy." **** ‼️⚠️ THIS IS A SAMPLE OF THE BOOK. DUE TO PIRACY AND PLAGIARISM, I MOVED THIS NOVEL TO INKITT.⚠️‼️ #1 in slowburn [25/02/2024] #1 in darkmafiaromance [25/09/2024] #1 in russianman [18/02/24] #1 in drama romance [25/03/2024] #1 in badboyxgoodgirl [24/05/2024] #1 in mobboss [07/11/2024 #2 in bdsmrelationship [14/03/2024] #2 in daddy [28/03/2024] #2 in adult fiction [23/04/2024] #3 in hot [15/02/24] #3 in spicy [19/05/2024] #3 in russian mafia [15/09/2024] #7 in daddysgirl [13/03/2024] #8 in lust [08/04/2024] **** ‼️This is an ADULT novel, only 18+. There is light bdsm, Dom/sub mention, CNC, don't report me, I warned you!!! ❤️ [MATURE CONTENT 18+] Mafia affiliation, explicit sexual content, CNC kink, bsdm relationship, profanity, mention and description of murder and torture, mention of torture and rape, dubious consent, violence, etc. as