𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐀 𝐑𝐄𝐈𝐃 has just turned 18 and is surprised by her friends when they get fake ID's and plan a night out for her. The same night, she's partying on the dance floor when she stumbles and falls into a tall, mysterious, sexy man. 𝐃𝐎𝐌I𝐍𝐈𝐂 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐘𝐒𝐎𝐍 is 31 years old and the owner of the club. He's had his eyes set on Amanda as soon as she walked through that door. Making her stumble on the bar so that she falls into his arms definitely wasn't an accident, but forgetting the condom was. After an amazing one night stand, when Amanda wakes up the next morning, she panics and runs out of his building, in nothing but one of his massive hoodies that reaches to her knees. 1 and a half months later she finds out she's pregnant and doesn't even remember the fathers name. All the she knows is that it's the same man from the club. How does she know? Because she gave her virginity to him that night. But will she find the father? Or will he find her?

One of the most powerful man in the world. He was called Octavius. Cruel, coldblooded, and completely unobtainable. The Devil in a Brioni suit. The mere whisper of his name was like lethal poison that burned through the hearts of millions. Penetrating, and clear amber eyes that made grown men weep, and women burned with seduction. Behind the curtains, no one knew what he looked like yet he was always in control. It was a reputation he had fought to establish, one that brought him power, wealth and just about... everything. When a series of unfortunate events lands her into the very strong, powerful arms of Octavius, it was everything she'd been warned about. The beautiful brute, Octavius, moody and controlling in every aspect. She had never met a man as brutal, and stormy as him, someone she couldn't help but sprout wild, random phrases to, and offer hugs. A man that always gets what and who he wants because that's how his life works. Until it doesn't. Until he stumbles into a five-feet angel with the sweetest smile, and adamant about being friends. - preview - "Has any man ever made you so crazy you thought you'd die if you didn't get his cock inside of you? If you couldn't feel his fingers digging into your thighs as he spread you open and devoured you whole? Have you ever come over and over, so hard and so many times you couldn't be sure where one ended and the other began?" His strong, veined hands gripped the backside of my bare thigh, tracing over my skin, itching higher and higher and I could feel a deep ache building inside my lower region. My mouth slacked, at a loss for words, all I could do was whimper softly under his possessive touches. "Answer me." Big, forceful hands caressed my chin, almost gripping my neck, only retracting as I let out a tiny breathless sigh. His dark deep amber eyes were on fire with a carnal sexuality that I had never seen before. "Use your words."

When he meets her, a girl with an (almost) unealthy obsession with cinnamon hearts, he knew it was meant to be. As for her, she didn't understand how her body reacted to him. her heart beating faster, that pink blush on her light skin, how she felt sad when he stopped touching her... They both had dark past, but could a light make its way in their lifes? Only if they stuck together... written from both their povs!

In the realm of guns, lies, deception and beasts, an angel was born "Damn it!" ---

❝Read me your favorite pieces of poetry while I please you❞ I feel his hardness grow underneath me and watch as his chest begins to rise and fall. His lips part open with heavy breaths. I begin to unbutton his shirt slowly, kissing down his neck almost in the worse and possible - teasing way. The cross necklace lying there, his holiness slipping away inch by inch as I leave my sins along his untainted skin. "P-Please" The deep vibration I feel against my lips as they stay on his pulse. I smile and lift my head, with one slow grind of my hips. Alessio let's a hot moan fall from lips. His erection grows harder, as well as the pulse of my clit. My pussy directly above him. "Read to me Alessio" - Honey Rose is a eighteen year old nymphomaniac sin, her desire for sexual pleasure and the way words slipped off her tongue easily without regret, get her sent to Hartford Academy. Where studies and religion are the only things allowed to be spoken in the halls. In which a nymph corrupts the innocence of her Dean's Son. Cover by : RoseEmiliaSnape Highest Rankings - #1 in badgirlgoodboy. #1 in nymph. #1 in unholy. #1 in tension. #1 in naughty. #1 in boarding-school. #2 in forbidden. #2 in tutor. #5 in seduction. #6 in unholy. #7 in lust. #10 in innocent. #11 in temptation.

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)

Everly is a shy, quiet girl who only wishes to get through her last year of high school. She has no one except her best friend Bella who is a trouble maker. They've been close friends since preschool and haven't left each other since. Zion dice santos is a guy who doesn't give a shit about anyone and does not catch feelings, he's a ruthless asshole who doesn't care about anyones feelings, well until he met Everly. Everly's father ends up going on a business trip with Zion's father, but Fate has other plans for these two. Zion is forced to babysit Everly till her father gets back. Will Everly be able to change him or will she get hurt in the end? Or will he? *** "I promise I'll always be there for you" I tell him, he smiles and places a kiss on my forehead before sleep starts to consume me. "Please don't break that promise, I need you" is the last thing that is heard before I fall into a cozy sleep.

Citrine is a quiet girl that owns a flower shop in Detroit. Her world flips when a man comes in to buy a boutique and the next day a woman comes in demanding to know who sent it to her. Citrine is thrown into the world of crime in the Detroit area and doesn't know how to handle it or what to do. However, she can't fight the feelings she develops for the man, who introduced himself as Rio. CURRENTLY FIXING GRAMMAR MISTAKES, STORY WILL REMAIN THE SAME. #2 in Rio #1 in GoodGirls #1 in mannymontana