"You think I haven't noticed you before?" He asks, out of the blue, turning his head as he watches my facial expressions with amusement, leaning back into his chair, unbothered. I stare at him, trying to cover the shock displayed on my face, but he still caught my reaction, smirking. How could he have noticed me before? Does that mean he... knows? "When?" I ask, my voice trembling under his sharp gaze. "The first day of year 10. You had your hair out, with a cute little headband on. You also wore a pink hoodie with that short ass white skirt." He spoke, looking up at the ceiling as if he's trying to remember exactly what I wore on the first day of school. How could he have possibly remembered what I wore on the first day of school? It's been a year! "How did you?-" I begin to question but he cuts me off. "Who wouldn't remember a pretty thing like you? You're beautiful." ˖ .°˖✧ ꒰ঌ ♡ ໒꒱✧˖°. ˖ Amelia Raven always had feelings for him. She always grew red as she watched him talking with his friends. Her feelings had grew and she wanted to get closer to him but never had the courage to. Asher Anderson always watched her every move, amusement glistening in his eyes as he watched her turn the corner to hide away from him. He began to grow interest in her and demanded the principle to set up tutoring sessions with her. From then on, his interest for her only grew. ˖ .°˖✧ ꒰ঌ ♡ ໒꒱✧˖°. ˖ Silent Heartthrob by Heavenlyxn 🦢

After being in an abusive relationship, Aly doesn't trust anyone. The slightest noise scares her and she has continuous nightmares of being beaten. She meets Darren and there's a connection instantly but she can't shake the feeling that she'll be hurt again. She wants to trust him but the pain she felt before was too much to deal with. She doesn't want to be hurt again. Rated 18+.

A broken girl. A quiet town that keeps too many secrets. And a man she should've never wanted. Her stepfather. Older. Off-limits. But sometimes, the heart wants what it shouldn't ︎❦ Dixon Norcross shouldn't be the one I reach for. He shouldn't be the one who makes me feel safe. But he's nice, stable, and the only thing in the world that doesn't seem to be slipping through my fingers. And I realize I shouldn't look at him like this. I know he should not look back. But Dixon has a secret that is strong enough to shatter the fragile thing we've built. And I won't know if it's too late or if I should run when I eventually find out the truth.

The sounds he made was unbearable. It echoed in the room. These wet sounds of him sucking beneath me scorched my cheeks and my lower belly. What is this? "Stop moving so much. If you resist, it'll only hurt later." Later...what more is left of this night. *** Where a girl with speech disorder is sold off to the Barbaric leader. Out of the 3 sisters she is constantly told and thought to be the least beautiful of them all. After a war breaks out between the Roem and Ninavon empire, the King of Roem orders 1 man from each family to fight in the war. Duke Pensington, in fear of his life, selfishly sells his youngest daughter to Khael in exchange for his service to fight for his life in the war. When the war ends, surprisingly, Khael returns alive and comes to claim his wife. ♡ 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐎𝐚𝐤 𝐓𝐫𝐞𝐞 (change of plot) ♡ ᴏʀɪɢɪɴᴀʟ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴄʀᴇᴅɪᴛ: ꜱᴏᴏᴊɪ ᴋɪᴍ

He began walking over to me. This is it. I'm dead. I saw his shoes come into my view as I was looking down, hair covering my face. "Look at me." He growled out. I started to cry, too afraid to look. He grasped my chin and lifted my face to meet his. I mentally gasped. It's the guy from last night. His eyes held surprise too, before anger erupted in them. I cowered back in fear of what he might do. "Who did this to your face?" He growled. I started to cry again and shake. "Him." I whispered and gave a small nod toward the guy who hit me.

Nollani is a 21 year old student, she has a big personality that only the closest know. She's very independent but very deep down wants a mommy to depend on. Let's see if she finds the mommy she secretly desires.

"The only thing that keeps me sane is either violence or fucking... so unless you wanna bend over for me, I suggest you let me go." He whispered harshly against my neck, pressing me more against the wall with his body, making my breath hitch. ➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖ Anaya Adams was the perfect girl. She was the perfect student, a perfect daughter and a perfect sister. Her every move was planned accordingly and she prided herself in always being prepared. But nothing had her prepared.... for him. Caden King. As his name, he was the King of West Valley High. He fed off adrenaline and never backed off from a challenge. Until all that changed, sending Caden away for a year. Now Caden is back. But there's something different about him, a darkness that surrounds him. Fear, sadness, anger and guilt consumes him... making the once troubled boy absolutely lethal. But only one girl has the power to shine brightness through the darkness that's inside Caden. Follow the story of Anaya and Caden as they embark on the journey of forgiveness, friendship, anguish and... love. ➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖ Mature Content (18+) - strong language

⚠️WARNING ⚠️ This book contains topics like non consensual sex, dark love, violence, toxicity and other sensitive topics. RATED 17+ "Ready to take me?" I shake my head in protest continuously. I felt his tip rubbing at my entrance and he suddenly thrust in one go. I cried out in pain, it hurt so much. Pain went all over my body, he grunts as my wall clenched at him. "Fuck." He gritted out. "Stop doing that, or it's going to hurt much more." He withdraws and thrust back in causing me to scream in pain, he ignored and started thrusting in and out of me continuously. I wriggled out of hold as he held my hands above my head, but it made it so much worse as he held me tighter and thrust into me with much force. It happened- I begged but it happened. I pleaded countless number of times but he went against my will. I wish it was all a dream and I could wake up from this nightmare. I laid helpless on my bed, pain going all over my body. I felt pain the most down there. I wished I had listened to Grace and Tobias. They warned me but I didn't heed to their warnings. I wished I followed them out and never stayed home. I wish I never met him. I blame myself for all that happened to me. If only I had listening ears and saw the red flags myself, this wouldn't have happened to me. This is indeed a day never to be forgotten. ⚠️DO NOT COPY!!!!!!!!⚠️ #1- nonconsensual 19/08/22 #1- manipulation 07/04/23 #5 - darkromance. 24/09/22 out of 11k #1- darklove 09/04/23 #7 - aria 17/07/22 #21 - maturethemes 17/07/22 #1 - darkcontent 27/09/22 #6 - sexualassault 30/05/23 out of 2k #4 - Grace 23/10/22 #3 - abusivecontent. 11/09/22 out of 11.9k #13 - Tyler 19/11/22 out of 13.3k

"Just let me take care of you," Alexander says as his hand moves across my thigh, his legs holding me in place on the couch. "I can't, it's too much-" I go to move his hand, but another set of hands stop mine. The rings and veins make it obvious who it is. "Enzo, please," I whine quietly. "Be a good girl and sit still. You need a release, baby. Do you want us to make you cum, or Vince?" It was then that I look over to the armchair in the corner, a silent set of eyes sweeping along my body before raising to my eyes. Vince. _________________________________ Ellie Taylor was strong. A 20-year-old college student with two full time jobs and being forced to take care of her younger brother, Eddie, it was fair to say that she was exhausted. She needed someone to take care of her, but would she let anyone in long enough to take control? The A.V.E Brothers. Not actually brothers, but business partners and friends. Alexander Marcello, the professor. Enzo Romano, the CEO. Vince Grey, the Bodyguard. They were bored of their easy and lonely lifestyle, and needed to have a challenge; something new. They craved control. Would they be able to keep someone around long enough to relinquish their control?

an·dro·pho·bia | \ ˌan-drə-ˈfō-bē-ə noun : an abnormal dread of men : repugnance to the male sex Thea is the definition of sweetness. Whether it be stopping to talk to a homeless person in the streets or volunteering overtime at her local charity shop, she feels the need to give and not take. Although that comes with disadvantages of its own, the effects of a strange phobia of hers only make her life more difficult: her growing fear of men. And when she meets the most terrifying of them all, she is forced to ultimately confront her fear. In the form of a murderous member of the mafia by the name of Synn, that same uncontrollable terror that she experiences in the presence of a man only sparks an interest in him. But unbeknownst to Synn, a man who revels at the tremor of his enemies, he cannot figure out why her wide, teary eyes do not give him the same pleasure. Why does that same terror-stricken look on Thea's face only make his heart clench with pain instead of content? #1 in Hot #1 in Fear #1 in Scared #1 in Sweet #1 in Kind #3 in Cute #5 in Love Cover done by @kimtherespeopledying