She was the undesired outcast, who stood out, yet simultaneously blended effortlessly into the background. I could see the panic in her glassy brown eyes as she prayed her way through the crowded hallways. She'd tightly clutch that cross around her neck, full lips whispering, asking her God to spare her from their scornful glares, hateful comments, and the occasional rough-up. Silly girl. Did she not know that he was not listening and he would never save her? Like Jesus, she was the sacrificial lamb. The anxiety-riddled girl would burst through the doors of the school's library with her chest heaving, heart racing, and sweat dripping from her temples. I'd watch her from the shadows as she stored her items behind the check-out counter, preparing for her free period she spent assisting the school librarian. I clenched my teeth, watching her wheel a cart of books throughout the aisles as she cheerfully hummed her Sunday hymnals. She wore a green and blue pinafore dress that fell mid-calf on her shapely body. She attempted to hide that body from me with oversized clothes, but you could never outfox a fox. They spoke pure blasphemy when they labeled her undesirable because I desired Jezebel Holmes in the worst way. Those opaque white stockings our classmates teased her for wearing did nothing but spur countless hours of fantasies. I'd dream about ripping her tights apart, right at her center, revealing her virginal cotton white panties covering her untouched paradise. I'd yank them to the side and taste her fear in her cum. Her stockings would find themselves strangling her neck while I fucked a believer out of her. I would be the one she'd pray to absolve her of her sins. I would be the one she would seek protection from. I would be her guiding light. I would be her God. #1 in Dark Romance #1 in Tainted Love #1 in Preacher's Daughter 1st Place in General Category - Hearts Award

‼️A SOFT, FUNNY, AND SLIGHTLY SPICY OMEGAVERSE STORY‼️ -ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈ Two alpha best friends. One strange medical mystery. And a whole lot of sweet, unexpected milk. Jungkook knows something is wrong with his body and just wants to hide it long enough to call a doctor. But Taehyung refuses to give him space. He keeps hovering, sniffing around, crossing every boundary like Jungkook is gravity and he can't help being pulled in. Taehyung can tell Jungkook has changed. The scent, the way he moves, the way he avoids him. His instincts are screaming to stay close, to protect, to figure it out. And Jungkook has always been the one challenge he could never walk away from. -ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈ 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐞𝐫. 𝐈 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬, 𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐝𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐍𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞. 𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲.

Copyright © 2025 by Bookish Dae AliensxHuman MxFxM A defiant human tourist is violently claimed by the formidable Twin Kings of a hedonistic alien world. Forced into their opulent den and gilded cage, she must navigate their possessive obsession, their pleasure fueled harem, and her own treacherous desires, all while fighting for a freedom that could cost her everything or rewrite the rules of an empire.

" Then you'll need respect, but not too much. Just enough. Come here sit on my lap." "What?" "Sit on my lap..." "Are you serious?" I ask him. "I'm not getting any pleasure out of this," he explains, "Trust me. I am still mourning Julius even if I don't show it. But this is sex. In the Harem, sex is survival. So come here. Sit on my lap. No. To be more specific. Sit on my dick."

"You're always talking about chocolate..." - his fingers slid under Sasha's chin, tilting his face up as he leaned closer, lips ghosting his ear - "but tell me, baby... would you let me find out if you're just as sweet?" Sasha blinking up at him, soft and wide-eyed, cheeks flushed: "Wha-? You're... you're weird," he mumbled, wriggling but not really pulling away, his little fingers gripping Dominic's shirt. Then, quieter, as his pout deepened. "...But you can't eat me. 'M not chocolate..." Dominic's lips curled into a dark, hungry smirk as he murmured back: "Oh, baby... you taste better than chocolate. And don't worry-" his fingers traced the line of Sasha's throat - "I don't plan on stopping at just one bite." ---- He was sugar in human form. Sweet. Fluffy. And a little messy around the edges. Sasha Clarke doesn't understand grumpy people - especially not the kind who glare at his chocolate cake like it personally offended them. But when a surly, sharp-eyed stranger mistakes him for his blind date and hijacks his afternoon, Sasha's world gets a whole lot more... interesting. Dominic Vale doesn't do sweet. Not desserts, not people, and definitely not wide-eyed little twinks who talk too much and lick frosting off their fingers without a care in the world. But there's something about Sasha - the way he giggles through his pouts, the way he makes everything soft and warm without even trying - that gets under his skin. He tells himself it's just a passing craving. But Sasha? Sasha plans to make sure Dominic gets hooked. A story of chocolate, sass, and a grumpy man who never stood a chance against sugar in human form.

It is the first day of Ryan's college. He's feeling anxious and nervous. After all, it's his first day in the new city, he and his mother just moved so that it'll be closer to his college and they knew no one except each other in this city. Feeling out of place he entered the class and saw a man whom he thought he would never see again. "Mr.Dildo?" was the only thing he could get out in his confused state. ........................................................................................................................... Ryan is a 17 year old boy, who is good at academics. His life is as normal as it can get with a mother who has cancer and a late father. One day at a bus station he meets a man. Who seems to be a constant in his life. Who is that man? How does that man become a constant in his life? Read to find out the story of Ryan. ~~~ #1 in LGBT (08/03/2021) #1 in bxblove (28/04/2021) #1 in Homosexual (06/08/2021) #2 in feelgood (22/05/2021) #1 in Versatile (10/11/2021) #1 in Demisexual (17/01/2022

You are a witch that begins to interact with the local forest god quite a bit more than you ever had before moving into the forest.

Vincent Brunos is the Don of the families. Ezra Gallo is a shy girl. When Vincent meets Ezra by chance, he can't help but feel enthralled by the young girl sitting on a couch, reading a book.

"Fuck." I whisper to myself, as I try and pull my hips away and she just presses them back to her and I bite my lip to keep my moans from falling out. "Tiana, you should stop or I won't be able to control what happens next." I've been on edge all day and the way she's moving and looking at me right now isn't helping my situation at the moment." --------------------------------------------------------------------- Tiana Thimble has been caught up in a thunderstorm in the woods after getting lost. Frustrated, she screams and that draws Mark's attention. He takes her back to his cabin, to wait out the storm. Will love possibly bloom from this situation? Or will Tiana end up regretting taking Mark's help? Find out in 'The Cabin.'

(Featured by wattpad)Highest ranking #4 in spiritual. Sold for nothing Sisi finds herself stuck in an abusive marriage to a man whose purpose is to break her down. Fifteen years of abuse and five miscarriages later, it almost seems like her life could get better when she is abducted by her own doctor. Haunted by nightmares of her past, she manages to adjust to her new life but deep down, she knows her abusive husband will move heaven and earth to find her and she better be prepared for when this will happen. *CONTENT/TRIGGER WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS SCENES OF ABUSE AND DOMESTIC VIOLENCE. #christian # romance # aheartinneedofhealing #Godsgrace # forgiveness * Copyright © 2016 Lily Orevba All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. For permission requests, write to the publisher. This is a work of fiction belonging to Lily Orevba. Resemblance to places, persons living or dead is purely coincidental.