What the fuck do you want?"I asked. "Get dressed we're going out"he says. "Hell nah, I ain't going no where"I say going back to my room. All I want to do is sleep and I won't let anybody stop me. I feel a muscular hand snake around my waist pulling me out of my room. "I can't fall asleep so you can't sleep too!" He says forcefully. "I hate you!" I scream. "No you don't, you adore me" he chuckles "Keep dreaming boy" I wanted him to let go of me, not because I didn't like it but because his touch, was driving me insane. It felt great and I can't afford to fall for him, I mean look at him who wouldn't fall for that handsome face and crazy person but that was problem. I'm not his type. He turned me around and this time I was facing him, our eyes met and I couldn't deny it, it felt great to be in his arms. His eyes lowered and fell on my lips. Before I could even say my name, he kisses me. My eyes widened in shocked but I gave in and wrapped my arms around his neck, closing my eyes. God damn!his lips are soft. It was slow and gentle, his hands moved to my face as he increased the pace. My hands moved to his soft black hair. God! I've always wanted to touch it I let out a moan and he slipped his tongue in making the kiss hotter. It was the best feeling on earth. We both pulled away at the same time, panting. Damon and Scarlet, two different people brought together by fate but separated by life. Will they find each other again and just live with the memories of what that had??

Isabella Summers was the new Social Media Coordinator at McLaren, nervous and trying not to stand out. Lando Norris was the loud, charming driver everyone noticed. When Lando Norris started paying attention to her, she didn't know what to do. He made her laugh. He listened when no one else did. And he made her feel safe - something her boyfriend never had. "I'm not even yours," she whispered. "But I want you to be," he replied. Sometimes the smallest things hold you together. For her, it was him. Her safety pin.

"Fuck it." He muttered. Reid smashed his lips onto mine, his hands wandering into my hair. I moaned into the kiss, causing him to pick me up and slam my body against the wooden walls of the warehouse. "You're mine." He growled as he bit down on my plump bottom lip, devouring me. - Claire has always been called "too crazy" and "deranged." What happens when she meets her match, the most feared gang leader in the North, Reid Braxton?

"Do you really want me, all of me? I'm not like other werewolves or vampires. I can't mark you, I can't fully shift into wolf form, I have a beast inside of me, Genevieve. Is that what you really want?" *****Best Ranking: #1 Vampire 5/13/2015 **** ((ROUGH DRAFT))

𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘢 𝘍𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘚𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘳, 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘗𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘚𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵. An interracial urban story in which a girl meets a boy who is the opposite of her but another version of her at the same time. They go through ups and downs as their love for each other sinks deeper into the roots of when they first met. She becomes so distracted trying to unwrap all of his layers, she forgets to guard her own; unbeknownst that he was doing the same thing. Only he was getting way closer to the goal than she was. -𝐌𝐒. 𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐎𝐆𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐎-

-quick slow burn- A single mother of two, worn but resilient, has sworn off love-until she meets him. A reformed hustler with a past and a heart too big for the streets, now saving lives as an anesthesiologist. Their worlds shouldn't mix, but fate has other plans. In a city where love is a risk, will she let him in, or will her scars keep her guarded?

*NOT EDITED* "You're mine to kiss," he murmured against my skin, his mouth moving to my neck, pressing soft, slow kisses there. "Mine to love." Roman's lips continued to trace lower, lingering along my cleavage longer than I anticipated. His kisses were slow, deliberate, leaving behind a warmth I couldn't ignore. I felt the pressure of his mouth against my skin, each soft touch making it harder to resist him. His lips pressed against my skin, and I felt him leave a mark, a hickey right at the curve of my breast. My breath hitched as he pulled away slightly to look at the mark he left, his eyes dark with desire. I could see the need in his eyes-the hunger for me, the desperation. "If I ever catch you with another man again, Solana." he said in a low voice, his words practically a warning, "I'll kill him." first story please be kind!! will be smut but not a lot.

Nigeria is a coco girl ready to go off on anybody in her way she is quiet but doesn't care to disrespect anyone who disrespect her, but what happens when she keeps disrespecting the biggest drug dealers son. Hate or love?

ㅡ "..if you think that calling me a slut is meant to be an insult, then you're honestly a fucking middle schooler." ㅡ "Oh my fucking god. I just kissed my best friend's girlfriend." ㅡ "I never felt that way about you." : : In every cliché love story, there's the slut who tries to take the main character's love interest away. The slut is usually a bitchy, secretly insecure, provocative dresser who is jealous of the main character's beauty and personality. Basically, she's the "villain" of any romantic drama. Then there's the main character's second love interest. The one who chases after her no matter how many times she claims to be in love with another. He loves her, and she manipulates his love however she wants. He's the second choice, the rebound, the sinking ship, the one who stays in a one sided love forever. If my life were a story, I wouldn't be the main character; I'd be the slut. And Taehyung would be the second choice. And this would be a love story about how the slut and the second choice got tangled in a web of lust, lies, hate, and love. : : HIGHEST RANKINGS 1 in #vtaehyung 1 in #rebounds 8 in #stereotype blackbeautaye©