The students look scared, but most are excited. Who wouldn't be for this class? Many eyes are glued to the man at the front of the lecture hall, busy writing the notes down for our first assignment. I grab my phone to take a picture of it and that's when I notice that a few others have done the same. But not for that reason. I freeze, staring down at the girls a few rows below me, taking pictures of the Professor. Soon, it's time for questions. I don't raise my hand. Instead, I listen in on the conversation between the girls, busy flicking their hair back or leaning forward in a seductive manner. "Are all the professor's as handsome as you, sir?" My stomach drops when he looks back at the woman, the grey orbs darkening. "How old are you, sir?" Another one asks. "Do you happen to do any extra help sessions if we get stuck?" My heart feels heavy as I lean back in my seat, pulling at the sleeves of my blouse. There's a sudden slam of something dropping onto the desk at the front. It echoes violently across the lecture hall, silencing any more talk or giggles. "I'm saying this once and once only." Professor Abel begins, glaring up at us. "I will not tolerate any talk or conversations that are beyond what I teach nor will I tolerate any actions that are not appropriate towards me. I am your professor, nothing else, nothing more. And also," my heart skips when the grey orbs rest on me, his lips slowly curling upwards. "my fiancé wouldn't appreciate it." I can almost feel the defeat and grumbles of some of the students as the silver band on his ring finger shimmers under the bright lights. My breathing quickens as my hand makes its way to the thin chain wrapped around my neck. The feeling of my own ring gives me a little moment of reassurance as he turns away, ending the lecture. What a year this will be. - A sequel to the first book 'My Enemy, My Professor'- #3 high - 06/11/2025 #3 engaged - 12/11/2025

Book 1 of the Wolfe Series ||WARNING|| 18+ This book contains mature content such as sex, abuse, sexual abuse, guns & blood, and language Nobody said that college was going to be easy. Especially when you can't concentrate in class because you can't stop staring at your college professor. But what do you do when you catch him staring back? And what do you do when you find out a secret about said Professor? "W-what are you doing?" I breathed out. Trying so hard to control my breathing as he slides his hand down to my waist. "I don't know." His grip on my waist tightens and pulls me close so our chests are now touching. "But I don't think I want to stop." Oh. My. God.

Bailey Willow's been through things that no seventeen year old should go through. But she doesn't care as long as when she turns eighteen, she gets to escape her toxic life. When things finally start looking up, everything goes wrong and she lands herself in the mansion of the notorious mafia leader, Adrian Black. ----- *THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE SCENES (aka smut for y'all thirsty people like me) BUT THE MATURE CONTENT CAN BE SKIPPED IF DESIRED, THERE WILL BE A WARNING* TRIGGER WARNINGS: depictions of panic attacks, violence, and strong language. (will also be mentioned at the top of each chapter if there is something potentially triggering) ---- RANKINGS: #1 in sadstory | 22.3K stories | March 30, 2021 #1 in knives | 2K stories | Feb 1, 2021 #1 in sad | 265K stories | March 6, 2022 #8 in broken | 57.2K stories | Feb 14, 2021 #1 in story | 242K stories | March 9, 2021 #1 in scars | 1.9K stories | March 14, 2021 #2 in badboy | 100K stories | April 11, 2021 #28 in romance | 1.3M stories | April 12, 2021 #6 in teenfiction | 201K stories | April 12, 2021 #6 in anger | 21.6K stories | June 1, 2021 #2 in drugs | 64.8K stories | May 21, 2024 First Published: December 23rd, 2020 Date Finished: March 9th, 2021 Date Tattoos and Scars was Originally Published: May 10th, 2020

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

"So what's your type?" "What do you mean?" I pause, looking up from my book to meet the eyes of my dear friend. "Type of what?" She shakes her head with a chuckle. Her head then jerks to her boyfriend, busy trying to figure out a solution in his work. "What type of guy do you like?" "I don't really have one." I reply. "Come on, there must be something a guy does that catches your attention." My eyes casually glance around the courtyard, trying to figure out a quick response to her question. But then I hear a voice speak just to the right of us, Professor Abel happily talking to Mr. Levine. "Well?" "Older." I mumble. "Someone older." "Just older?" His deep grey eyes soften slightly in the sunlight. "Someone... colder too." "So you want someone as bad as Professor Abel?" My friend jokes poking my side with her fingers. I snap my head back to her, surprised at her question. To brush off the embarrassment I shrug my shoulders, faking a smile but my heart is pounding furiously. "Haha, very funny." It's as if our conversation has been leaked when my eyes rest back on the tall individual. The grey swirls are staring right back at me, his colleague oblivious of his wandering eyes. His expression is stern but in the light it seems as though his lips are curled up, making my stomach do a flip. "My type." I whisper with a small smile. - When her enemy of a teacher becomes something more than just a person she hates - Completely fictional! 🤗 Please vote~ #3 - high (3/10/2024) #1 - student (7/10/2024) #1 - enemies (1/11/2024) #5 - hate (18/11/2024) #1 - lovers (23/11/2024) #12 - heartache (04/01/2025) #4 - teacher (02/03/2025) #3 - teenfiction (14/03/2025) #5 - war (31/03/2025) #1 - high (02/06/2025) #6 - heartache (4/06/2025) #2 - school (21/07/2025 #2 - hate (27/09/2025) #2 - enemies (23/10/25)

Professor Lee Byung Hun (Brian Lee) is your math teacher and has been for the past 2 years. Your in 3rd year University at Harvard. You always thought Professor Lee was attractive, every girl on campus must have thought so at one time. You thought nothing of it, just a little crush. After all, you are just a girl. So you thought. You suddenly feel your emotions get stronger and out of hand. Professor Lee likes things done by the book. You don't know how he'll react to this sudden array of emotions..and what of the age gap? He is 12 years older than you. You also don't talk much of your identity at school. You're known as being the very smart, quiet, and hot girl. So what will he think of his top student thinking in such ways? Note from Author: Hello! Thanks for clicking on this, I love Lee Byung Hun and decided to put my dreams into a story. First time ever making a watt pad so let me know how I do! WARNINGS: - Swearing - I wouldn't call it too much of a SMUT but there are some very explicit scenes. - Depression, and Mental Health - Smoking, and Vaping 18+ (i know ur not, but dont say i didnt warn u) Please enjoy, and I would love your reviews! ❤️

[COMPLETE][EDITING] Ace Hernandez, the Mafia King, known as the Devil. Sofia Diaz, known as an angel. The two are arranged to be married, forced by their fathers, joining the two Mafia's. But Sofia eventually learns, even the devil was once an angel. Cover by @alluringathena *This book is more of a romance book than Mafia book and I hope you enjoyyy*

[COMPLETE] [IN NEED OF EDITING] "He won't satisfy you like I will darling you know why? Because he's not me and you're not his slut. You're mine" "Answer him Adora or so help me you won't cum" Reid landed a spank to Adora's already sore ass. "R-Reid I can't fuck I can't" he locked his fingers into her curly hair pulling her up continuously slamming himself into her. "Be a good girl for me Adora and pick up the phone" he said lowly in her ear, filling her up. Adora reached over for the phone still feeling her orgasm building up. His hand reaches around her to rub her clit. "Adora baby where are you?" ➪ Adora Rose married to Theodore Hunt one would call him a momma's boy, their marriage is simple, problems she cannot handle. Their sex life is absolutely nothing Adora wants, she learns more about her sexual desires when Theo suggest a sex therapist. But he hires the best sex therapist in the country Reid Romano who introduces Adora to the world of BDSM. Adora fell for his charm even trying to avoid the idea of cheating on her husband but could ignore the temptation that came along with it. cover by RoseEmiliaSnape ✍︎︎ highest rankings #1 in therapist !! #1 in bwwm #1 in good girl #1 in affair #1 in secretrelationship #1 in bdsmrelationship #1 in sexual frustration #1 in submissive #1 in possessive #1 in darling #1 in mature #2 in jealousy #3 in ongoing #4 in love

{FIRST BOOK IN 'THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE' SERIES} {2014-2018} A girl moved to California two years ago. No one knows what she looks like. All they know is that she wears a hoodie. *~*~*~* "HOLY SHIT, NOAH! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU LET THE TROLLEY GO?! COME BACK! OH MY FUCKING LIFE, FIZZY DRINKS UP AHEAD--" BANG FIZZ POP "...am I dead?" I'm suddenly grabbed by the back of my hoodie and pulled up from the ground and out of the mess of the opened bottles of fizzy which had exploded when the trolley and I crashed into them. My hands instantly go to my hood and I sigh in relief to find that it hadn't fallen off through all of that. I turn my head and look the the employee who's holding me, his face completely red and the vein in his neck throbbing. "Wassup, dude?" I smile sheepishly. *~* {HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Funny #1 in Sad And #1 in Cancer apparently }