I dragged my nails lightly over his chest, slow, my eyes locked on his. "You told me I was in control, remember?" My voice dipped lower, sultry, daring. I leaned close enough that my lips brushed his ear. "Then say it, baby. Say you're my bitch." A dark laugh rumbled from his lips, low and sinful, the kind that made my stomach flip. His eyes didn't waver, didn't blink. "I'm your bitch," he said...calm, but hot as fuck. The words rolled off his tongue like he'd been waiting to say them, and God, the way he said it almost made me melt right there.

'𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐭'. - an enemies to lovers, childhood best friend, college romance - ~~~~~~~~ She then speaks up, "Alora." I look up at her and I feel everyone's gaze on me, "Truth or dare." This won't be good but fuck it. "Dare." her eyes widen as if she didn't expect that answer. "I dare you to give someone a lap dance." she smirks and gasps fill the room. I look at Stone and his eyes darken. "Don't make me choose. Name someone," I look back at her and she shrugs. "What about Stone?" a random girl asks. Everyone laughs. "She won't fucking do that. They're friends." a boy says. "Yeah that would be fucking weird if my sister gave my best friend a lap dance." Aiden laughs. I look at Stone and smirk. "Look away then, brother." ~~~~~~~~ Alora Winters has all she's wanted: her two girl-friends and figure-skating. But what happens when they have to return to the place they grew up in? The place that caused them so much hurt? Their male ex-best-friends await there and all the memories and pain come flooding back. Especially the ones that involve him. A BOOK IN THE RUIN ME SERIES [CAN BE READ AS A STANDALONE] BEST RANKINGS: #1 in enemieswithbenefits #1 in friendgroup #1 in badboybadgirl #1 in enough #1 in americanfootball #1 in roommates #1 in friendswithbenefits #1 in desperation

I pulled on my beige puff jacket as I opened the door. Just as I turn to the door, Elijah is standing right in front of me. "I've missed you so much." He tilted his head towards me, yearning for one of my kisses. I placed my hand against his face and pulled away. "Don't you have to go skiing?" He removed my hand. "And didn't you just see me this morning?" I asked, tilting my head and placing my hands on my hips. He bites his lips and pulls me closer. "I wanted to see you before we leave." He quickly pecked my lips and gripped my bottom. I lightly pushed him off and giggled. ✘✘✘✘✘ 𝘑𝘢𝘥𝘢 𝘊𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘌𝘭𝘪𝘫𝘢𝘩 𝘒𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘯. 𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘺𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴? (The pictures within this book aren't mine. I edit details and change a few things.)

When 19-year-old Nathalia witnesses a murder she becomes the key witness in a huge case against several high-ranking mob members, which means she must go into the witness protection program. To protect her she gets assigned a bodyguard, the mysterious but handsome Darius. He's cold and distant, but she can't help but feel like there's more to him than meets the eye. The question is: will he allow her to get close enough to find out what it is? Previously known as 'My Bodyguard And I' and in editing. Reached #2 in New Adult Reached #3 in Teen Fiction Reached #4 in Romance

"Candy Land?" I said flatly. "Are we five?" She gasped. "Excuse me, Candy Land is a classic. It teaches patience. And how to handle betrayal." "I will absolutely not learn anything from Candy Land." "You're afraid you'll lose." "I'm afraid I'll lose brain cells." ●○●○●○●○●○● They're coworkers with clashing personalities-Nico is a reserved, no-nonsense, sarcasm-loaded type who avoids socializing like it's contagious. Willa is the peppy, chronically kind coworker who bakes muffins for the team and says "good morning" like it's a sacred ritual. Their company is hosting a weekend retreat meant for "team bonding." Everyone else is staying at the main lodge-but due to a reservation snafu (thanks, Sharon from HR), the last two employees to confirm end up stuck in a separate remote cabin. A blizzard hits. Hard. No power. No WiFi. No escape. Just them. And one bed. ●○●○●○●○●○● Word Count: 13,940

Our dads were the NHL's original bad boys. Now it's our turn. We're Serkan and Ziven Woods-cousins, legacy players, and the league's next obsession. Add in Leander Hunt, son of NHL's original good boy-our childhood friend we call cousin-and you've got the most-watched rookie trio in the game. The spotlight's on us. The pressure is brutal. But we were born for this. Raised for the rink. Built to break records. What we weren't ready for? The girls. The chaos. Each other. This isn't your typical hockey romance. It's louder. Dirtier. More unhinged. Because this legacy we're carrying? It's not just about the game. It's about the chaos, the girls, and the wreckage we'll gladly burn for. Three names. Two legacies. Zero chill. Welcome to the Woods-Hunt Heirs era. [Can be read as a standalone, 18+ Mature Audience, SMUT warning, Mentions of drugs, parties, obsession, love triangle, babysitter, age gap, alcohol, kinks, etc.]

18++ 𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃. which was one word to describe them. "do you want to know what I'm about to do to you right now? i'm going to fuck you until these sheets are soaked in your tears and cum," her breath hitched as he kissed up the middle of her chest and neck. "i'm going to spell 'mine' with my dick inside you," amira whined, squirming her legs around his torso, feeling him rub against her slit. "i'm going to spell it with my tongue inside you, with my lips all over this mind-fuck body. i want you; amira decker, to know that you are going to be mine. whether you continue to fight it or not," he reached her ear, kissing her warm skin. "you are my future. you are the fucking mother of my future kids, you're the reason my dick wakes up in the morning. it's because i'm always thinking of you and sometimes i just can't help it," he kissed down her neck. "mine," he reached her breasts, using his tongue to spell the word with painfully slow licks. the teasing alone made her soak the bed more. "mine," he kissed down her heavy-breathing belly. spreading her legs apart, he used his thumbs to unfurl her lower lips. "mine," he said lastly, drawing a coat of saliva from his mouth and onto her pussy. amira gasped breathlessly as she felt the wetness melt between her clit. grabbing her thighs, his cold chain bracelets made her flinch. he ducked between her legs, the chain around his neck sliding across her slit making her twitch. "i want to destroy you tonight, cherish you later. but I'm still hungry, so first, i'm going to eat again," he muttered and dove straight into her sensitive spot, knowing exactly where it was like the first. his tongue slid, sucked, flicked, licked, and kissed creatively over and over her sensitive spasming clit. one lick and her entire body shook as she gasped in bliss pleasure. she cried, nearly tearing up the sheets above her head. ©𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐳𝐢𝐞𝐱𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬

In the blink of an eye, I lost everything - my mother, my home, and my life. The only thing she left me was a debt I couldn't repay and a bounty on my head, and desperate times require desperate measures. ---------------------------------------- A mischievous smile spreads across his lips as he takes a big step toward me, and as soon as I am within his reach, he grabs my hips and pulls me against him. I lay my hands on his chest and trace my fingers along the outlines of his tattoos as he maneuvers me back to his desk. My ass presses against the edge of his desk as he lets his hands run down my sides until he grabs my ass cheeks " Are you sore from last night, baby?" "I'm fine." "I hope you're not lying to me," he whispers against my lips.

Aleska lives in the cruel part of the world as she had to earn her place around. She was kidnapped at the age of 2. Starting at the age of 8 Aleska started training and later in life became an unstoppable assassin called the death-wing. She remebers her life being in the orphan and getting adopted every time, some houses were better then others. But what happens when her long lost family finds and she finds out the truth about how she ended up here. Secrets will be revealed and relationships and friendships started. But what happens when she meets someone and he changed her life around. --------- Warning: My English isn't that good so I don't mind if people would like to correct somethings. I try and update every few days. SA Abuse Violence Self harm smut

" Look at you all sweaty and needy for my touch " Rafe grunted spreading my legs slightly to fit himself between, his eyes exploring my body. " Today l will ink myself under your skin in away that you will whimper when you look at yourself and you will only think of me when you touch yourself, " Renee Blue Tyson was a golden child turned wrong. Since her teenage years she yearned for something that she didn't know of. At seventeen she explored her body and learnt that she liked it rough and mostly she liked older men as they knew what they wanted and did. She discovers SHE'S NOT A VANILLA GIRL , she likes it with ropes, chokes and spanks. Now at twenty-three in her last year of college she stumbles in his safe place. Kirill Rafe Merceaux , is a 35year old rich successful business man by the day , a tattoo artist in the evening and a monster in bed at night and when a 5'3 raven haired girl which captivating dark chocolate eyes knocks into him, he knows he's ruined and most importantly he knows he's going to drag her with him. Willingly or Not.