"𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘒𝘢𝘵𝘴𝘶𝘬𝘪." 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘴 𝘐 𝘵𝘶𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘳 "𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦." 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘴 𝘸𝘳𝘢𝘱 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴. 𝙆.𝘽𝙖𝙠𝙪𝙜𝙤𝙪𝙭𝙁𝙀𝙈!𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝘾𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙜𝙚 𝘼𝙐 𝙉𝙤 𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙧𝙠𝙨 It was bound too happen, after all the parties you and Mina go too you were fated too meet him. What you weren't expecting is the messy rollercoaster of a situationship you both created, And the worst part is no matter what you do you both always end up crawling back to eachother. Playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/7gLRT35kerTU5LUxa8y4Cn?si=OhPzn_QOSTaAiIz70nh_sQ&pi=HZxxyXSzT5-N8

"I don't know how to be like this. But I'm tryin'. For you." Y/N grew up learning how to disappear. She stayed quiet when it hurt. Took up less space. Learned how to smile when she wanted to scream. She knows how to read people - their moods, their shifts, their silence - but she's still learning how to listen to herself. Now she's twenty-one. A pro hero with steady hands and a soft voice. She tells herself she's fine. She always does. Twenty-two, Pro Hero. He's the same rough edged, explosive, quiet and aggressive guy. But around her, it's different. She's quiet, steady - and something in him wants to protect that. So he keeps his distance. Not because he doesn't care, but because he does. More than he ever had. He's scared she'll get hurt. Scared he will, too. But no matter how far he pulls back... she lingers. In his head. In his chest. In all the places he thought were locked..

You didn't come to his fight club for fame or glory- You came to bleed. To earn fast cash. To survive. Bakugo doesn't ask why. Not at first. He just lets you into the ring, watching you destroy yourself night after night like your body's a debt that has to be paid in full. You don't tell him the truth-that you're doing this to pay off someone dangerous. Someone you once loved. But Bakugo notices everything. The pain you hide. The way your hands shake when no one's looking. And the way your eyes never stay on him long enough to see that he cares. He tells you to stop fighting before it breaks you. You don't listen. You never meant to fall for him. You never meant to let him in. But when Bakugo finds out the truth-about Shindo, about the fear you've buried behind every bruise-he does the one thing you never expected. He steps into the ring for you. Because love isn't always soft. Sometimes, it hits hard. (I don't own the story. All rights go to the original creator. I just loved it so much, I wanted to share.)

"You..ignite me, Katsuki." Y/N is an American exchange student, who was expelled from her last school due to an incident regarding her quirk. She is completely welcomed into her new class by everyone, everyone except one man. Bakugo Katsuki. What will become of this duo? all characters are 18+, including Y/N. This book is at UA UNIVERSITY!! But I'm not remaking classes and all that so it's the same class names and characters but them in their young adult years at hero college. DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN MY HERO ACADEMIA. ALL RIGHTS GO TO HORIKOSHI! i do not own any of these characters besides the Y/N insert and random oc's that may pop up! Storyline belongs to me. Bakugo Katsuki x fem reader 🤍 Started: December 9th Ended: still ongoing Chapter count: 133 Estimated end date: End of June/Beginning of August 🥇in smutmaybe 02/16/26 🥇in bakugomha 02/20/26 🥇in goodwriting 02/20/26 🥇 in yearn 03/21/26-04/04/26

Daria Cole never expected her quiet high-school tutor partner to return as the new Mafia King of New York. Nico Costa. Bigger. Colder. Tattooed. And looking at her like she's the only softness he'll ever touch. She thinks they're just friends. He knows better. "Say the word," he murmured against my neck, "and I'll ruin any man who thinks he can touch what's mine." A soft, innocent girl. A very dangerous man. Five years of tension ready to explode. KILL FOR HER IS OFFICIALLY LIVE ON AMAZON! ❤️ 🖤 LINK IN BIO🖤 A Dark Romance #1 Sunshinexgrump (Dec 15th) #1 bwwm (Dec 17th) #1 mafiaboss (Dec 17th) #1 yearn (Dec 18th) First Book : Kill For Her Book Two : Enzo Wow! You guys have been showing so much love! Thank you! Trigger warning: This story contains sexual content and mature themes. Reader discretion is advised.

⚠️ Before reading this story, I want to let you all know that there will be violence, sexual activity and inappropriate language in this story. (A lot of it). It's kinda crazy. So if you're under 16, I advise you to please DO NOT read this book. If you're the age of 16 and wish to not read this book, please exit out of the story and read another one. I don't want to hurt or trigger anyone. Though if you're a risk it, then by all means. P.S: please don't ban me...if you really don't like smut stories. DO NOT read this, seriously... Enjoy. Thankyou X. ________________________________________________

❝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.