saw edits of them and i also made edits of them my tiktok is chxrryzcc and i was inspired by onlyfio_ aswell! sometimes i publish chapters after eachother because i have some unfinished in my notes!

Zara's voice trembled. "Easy... it's too much, I've..... I've never done this before" as Yasmin thrusts inside her. Yasmin's chest heaved, her mind spinning with weeks of frustration and betrayal. Nara had ignored her, pushed her away while Yasmin had given everything love, care, devotion. And now, with Zara before her, all of that anger and longing ignited. "I... I can't stop, it's so warm and .... Arrgghh I can't fit in....stay still" Yasmin demanded peeling Zara's thighs open, her voice low, almost feral, eyes locking on Zara's. She didn't want to, either. Zara's hands gripped her tightly, the tension between them electric, dangerous. Fear, excitement, and something more twisted danced in Zara's eyes. She was trembling not from pain, but from the intensity, the rawness of it all. The room was thick with heat and tension. Yasmin's hands moved with a possessive urgency, desperate to feel, desperate to release. Every restraint, every rule, every careful facade she'd built melted away. She lost herself in Zara's warmth, in the chaos of the moment, in the dangerous thrill of desire that bordered on obsession. By the time it ended, both were breathing hard, eyes wide, hearts pounding. Yasmin leaned back, letting the tension drain slowly, the room quiet except for their ragged breaths. For a moment, neither moved. "You... you're insane," Zara whispered, a nervous smile tugging at her lips. "And you... you're irresistible," Yasmin replied, her tone dark and husky. "Be careful, Zara. I don't stop for anyone."

She was never meant to be part of their world... until fate marked her. Trapped by her father's debts and a fiancé she doesn't love, she's only meant to obey. Sent to the hospital for a routine check-up, she expects nothing more than tests and silence. But destiny has other plans. One mistake. One twist of fate. And suddenly, she's caught in the crossfire of the most powerful vampire clan in the country. The next vampire Queen and the woman who dominates the strongest vampire clan in the country has sensed her presence, her scent, her very soul. And she will not let anyone harm her mate. In a world of power, obsession, and unspoken bonds, being chosen isn't always safe... but it might just be the only chance at freedom and love.

Two professors. One university. And a rivalry so intense it leaves the campus buzzing and them burning. "I hate that you make good points." "No, you hate that I make them before you." "You've been staring at me for five minutes." "No, I'm calculating how your brain managed to produce such arrogance." "Your handwriting is as chaotic as your reasoning." "And yet, somehow, both still win awards." Professor Lilian Rose is the golden standard. Calm, precise, impossibly brilliant. Her lectures soothe, her students excel. She commands respect without raising her voice. Professor Daisy Oliver? Sharp, unrelenting, lethal with a pen and a gaze. Her exams crush egos, her top scorers become legends, and she wears her reputation like a whip. But when they're alone... the rules dissolve. A library encounter. A mislaid paper. Fingers brushing over ink-stained notes. A flash of heat, of awareness, of want neither of them admits. Every snide remark, every playful jab, drips with tension thicker than any lecture hall. "I hate the way you make me think... and want." "You want it more than you admit." Glances linger. Hands almost touch. Every argument teeters between humiliation and something more intimate. A spark ignites, fierce and undeniable. Their rivalry is no longer about grades or prestige it's about control, surrender, and discovering just how far each is willing to push the other. Exams become excuses. Faculty meetings, battlefields of lust disguised as debate. And behind closed doors? They explore the friction, the heat, the unspoken fantasies that have haunted their every interaction. Brains, bodies, and boundaries collide. Pride fights desire, arrogance battles obsession, and when fire meets fire, only scorched skin and satisfied, secret smiles remain. The war of intellect has become a war of lust. And someone is going to win... or lose... entirely.

A single mother by choice, Kamila Harrell has curated a life of quiet intention-a thriving career, a peaceful home, and a newborn daughter named Hana, born from hope and a carefully chosen donor. Then, a single line on a lab report unravels everything. The error is catastrophic. The truth is unbelievable. And it connects her precious child to a woman whose world is measured in headlines and history: Kamala Harris. A kamala Harris fanfiction based on my imagination. Hope you enjoy 🩵🩵🩵

Four years is a long time. And even after four years, I still can't get enough of you. How is that even possible? Mother, May I? Sequel

Forced to leave her city life after the death of her aunt, Soleïl is brought to the beautiful state of Montana and introduced to a new life she's not used to and a woman who immediately turns her world completely upside down.

(Spinoff to "Bitter") Mei and Vic have felt some kind of attraction ever since Ellie, their mutual friend, introduced them to each other. Once the circumstances finally allow them to act on it, will their completely different views on relationships get in the way?

Alissa had learned that her family wasn't all sunshine and rainbows. Her mother was an addict, her father was both present and absent, and her siblings were the only thing keeping her sane. Until, on her first and last day of high school, she fell to her knees in front of someone. She didn't know that this person would be the cause of many things in her life. This is not a story about temptation. This is a story about the Sin of Pride. cover and gif by: @cxrmen Rankings Achieved! 1#wxg 1#professorandstudent 2#wlwteacherxstudent 2#olderwomen

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