Larkin pressed me against the table, her hand lifting the hem of my skirt. "Skirt, huh? Gives me an easy access, milaya." Larkin smirk as she pulled down my underwear slowly until i was fully exposed in sight. "Larkin, t-this is wrong. My brother would be home soon," I protested, shaking my head. Then suddenly rolled my eyes back as i felt her mouth in my core. God, she's eating me alive. Larkin even spread my legs wider and immediately put 2 fingers inside my core without any warning. I moan out loud needing more. But she stops. Larkin stands up, and leaned closer, her voice low and dangerous. "Wrong?" she murmured, a slow smile playing on her lips. "You wouldn't be shaking like that if you believed it." My heart pounded. Every instinct told me to pull away-yet I didn't. "Your brother will be home," larkin whispered, Then her gaze darkened. "Then we don't have much time." ---------•••••••••---------- ☢︎︎ Elowynne Graystone, had only meant to step into her brother's world for a few minutes. A realm of roaring engines, black leather, and unspoken rules that were never hers. But then she saw her. A woman who moved with the lethal grace of someone who commanded attention without a word, the one her brother trusted above all else. Curiosity quickly twisted into something heavier, something that lingered in glances, in unspoken words, in the charged air between them. Desire settled like a quiet storm. Intense, intoxicating, and utterly impossible to ignore. They both knew the stakes. Crossing the line could shatter trust, loyalty, and everything familiar. And yet, the harder they tried to resist, the more magnetic the pull became, drawing them closer to the edge of temptation they couldn't escape.

This is book one of the grand Devil series!!!!! : : : Book 1: Full Throttled Book 2: Rough Ride Book 3: Crash : : : I didn't stop until I was dangling over the side, looking down. My stomach dropped as I realized just how far the ground was below me. "That's not a nice thing to do." My legs froze, and I felt my heart grappled as Felix's voice reached me. Slowly, I turned my head, even though I was in a complicated, precarious situation, I still wanted to see her. She was leaning casually on her bike, a puff of smoke meandering from her mouth. At first, I thought it was fog, but then the wind carried the distinct scent of weed. Hmm. I wanted some of that. It wasn't like it was a hard drug-I just wanted to feel something different, live a little. She took another drag....

Danielle Wilson is an 18 year old student starting her senior year in high school, what happens when she meets her new AP English and History teacher? Danielle has a tough home life, she knows she wants to get into Harvard and she knows what needs to be done for that, she doesn't date, or party much, she never even had her first kiss. Valentina is cold hearted but for a reason, she doesn't really care about people or love, teaching is only really a hobby for her beside running her empire. What happens when the opposites meet? TW: this story contains - smut - violance - abuse - traumatic past

The sequel to my story 'Cold love'. This takes place 3 years later, when Danielle is already doing her final year at Harvard.

"If you wanted me to fuck you, all you had to do was ask," Tazmin said, her raspy voice lowered as she drew one of her hands up the inside of my thigh. I clenched my jaw, "I didn't," I gritted, even if we both knew it was a full-faced lie. Especially with me bent over her desk with my hands held behind my back. "Oh so this..." she trailed off, suddenly running her fingers along my damp underwear, "Is all for someone else?" I drew in a deep breath, feeling the needy ache between my legs grow as she caressed her fingers back and forth against my covered core. "Anyone else," I forced out tightly. ♤ There's a delicate balance between law and order. And Milena Azhari fought ruthlessly for that balance as a defense lawyer, who is on the brink of achieving her lifelong dream... Making partner at her law firm. But she quickly gets lured off track, dipping deeper into the criminal world she once assumed she understood, until it all crumbles away from the surface. Milena's number one priority was always her family, but that quickly lands her face-to-face with her demons and the corruption that binds them. How far is she willing to go for her family? More importantly... how far is she willing to blur the lines of everything she once fought so hard for?

Xan a stripper, works the vampire club, where she met two mysterious and dark vampire. Who have no problem sharing her...If you know what that entitled. : : "Kiss my ass," I growled. She smirked. "How much?" I snorted. "Your order?" Jager leaned over the table, her gaze fixed on me. "Tell me, Snow Princess. How much for a kiss on your ass? Name your price." I realized that for them, everything revolved around naming a price, and they could get what they wanted. That's how they had lived for years. "Blood wine and shots, coming right up," I said, ignoring her proposition. She leaned back, the purple lighting casting shadows on their faces, making them appear even more enigmatic. "Do your thing, Snow Flakes. But when you come back, I hope the price is on the tip of those lips," she said. I rolled my eyes. "Whatever," I mumbled. "Come here," Jager commanded. I couldn't help but smile inside as she rummaged through her seemingly endless supply of cash. She folded a few bills and leaned forward, slipping the money into the side of my skirt. Her hand lingered, palming my ass cheeks. "So damn full," she remarked, her words slipping through her fangs. Read to find out...

"What is your problem?!" I yelled back. She is starting to piss me off with these damn mood swings and it's messing with my head. "Excuse me." She snarled as she walked up to me. "I don't know who messed you up this damn badly but whoever it is needs to be put in jail, because the way you treat people is not fucking acceptable. None of us have done anything to you and yet you are acting like we ruin your life. I just-" I didn't even have time to finish because a hand was on my throat and my back was against the wall, and all of a sudden, her lips were on mine. I was so lost but at the same time content. She put her hands on my waist and dug her nails into me. My hands went into her dark hair and she lifted my right leg and pressed herself against me. I felt something touch my center and that's when I realized what it was. I moaned as I pictured what it would feel like inside me. Her lips moved down to my neck and with no time she was biting down on it leaving marks. Her lips found my soft spot and started sucking on it. I felt my center start to throb as I tried to bring her closer to me, but just as I started to rock my hips against her, she put her hand back on my neck and tightened it. My lust was very high right now and as I looked into her eyes I knew hers was too. "Get the hell out." She lowly growled at me. ******* What happens when a little fun game becomes more and someone starts to get possessive?

Victoria, cold and heartless when it comes to the way she runs her mafia. She's precise, full of secrets and doesn't let anything get past her. Some even say she has no heart. And that's the truth. Or it might as well have been the truth up until she meets Arabella. A soft dainty girl who has the biggest heart. But she harbours her own secrets. They have a calculated encounter that could shift everything they know. Through the trials and tribulations they face, through the lies and secrets can they open up to each other, learn to love through it all? [THERE ARE ERRORS in this book! So many errors & they will get fixed soon enough. I just write for fun & none of it is professional. Please beware of these before you read further!]

Sequel to Why so Sexy, Miss Evans? Copyright © 2021 by ShayZayit

"I don't fuck girls who can't listen," she carefully whispered, pulling back to gauge my narrowed reaction before she continued, "Maybe be a good girl next time." And just like that she went to pull away. Well, that was before I wrapped my toned legs around her torso and roughly pulled her back into me. Again, I hate being told no. ♱ ♱ ♱ ♱ ♱ After getting involved with Noa Vitali, a mafia boss to whom her older brother was an underboss to, Lunden Spade finds herself striking up an explicit deal, piquing both of their interests. Will Lunden find her limits being pushed entirely too far for her liking? And more importantly... Will she like it?