You're in your senior year at the Academy when Doctor Gaul decides alongside her gamemakers that the mentorship program should be reinstated. You're tasked with making the Capitol fall in love with your tribute during the 15th Annual Hunger Games. After your tribute claims victory, as well as captures the hearts of the Capitol and your own, Professor Gaul calls you into her office. She's seen your promise as a student and invites you to take on an internship underneath her. The catch is you just work closely with Coriolanus Snow, one of her newest apprentice gamemakers. Something about him upon first glance forms a deep pit inside your stomach; there's something off about that man. While the intention to put you alongside him was to help advance your studies, it's clear he has something else in mind. He wasn't lying when he said, "I'll teach you everything." Set 5 years after the events in "The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes." Story is for mature audiences only. *WARNING: SMUT* *WARNING: Coriolanus Snow is a manipulative man!* DISCLAIMER: I do not own these characters, outside of OC's, nor anything to do with the Hunger Games universe. I will try my best to follow the original plot but there's a lot of gaps that need to be filled.

After an unexpected ceiling collapse sends her apartment into chaos, Madelaine Grayson ends up living with her brother - and dangerously close to his tattooed, way-too-charming roommate. He's off-limits... but resisting him might be impossible. *** When Madelaine Grayson's bathroom ceiling caves in, it's not just drywall that crumbles. It's her entire world. Forced to move in with her brother, she finds herself swept up in the chaos of his new protective attitude - especially when it comes to his tattooed roommate, Noah Laurier. Noah is the epitome of perfection: sweet, hot, and embedded into every thought Madelaine has. But he's forbidden, and the closer she gets, the harder he is to resist. Well... what her brother doesn't know can't hurt him, right? *** "Matt's sister, I presume?" He walks towards the couch and my eyes widen. He's tall. I thought I was tall but this man could tower me, and when he reaches a hand towards me, there's an intricate clock tattooed on the back of his hand and his fingers have bones tattooed over them. This man is not human. He's tall and angular and dripping with sex appeal. This man is hot. Capital H, capital O, capital T. I don't think I've ever seen a human being so attractive. All I can think about as I force myself to keep my eyes on the screen is the feel of his jaw beneath my hand, and it takes everything in me not to look back at him.

"He was never supposed to touch her. She was never supposed to want him." Alaina Catalina Navarro was never supposed to touch the mafia's crown prince. The daughter of the Don's most loyal staff, she was trained to obey, to blend in, to never be seen. Graziano Vincenzo-- the Don's heir to hell itself--saw her, and once he did, he couldn't stop. Their love is obsession. Their bond is blood soaked. Their enemies? Closer than they think. One kiss started a war. Now there's no turning back.

𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐧, 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐦? My ass barely perched on the edge of a desk in this casting studio. My back was arched, my legs bent up to my stomach, my body covered in small droplets of sweat, small whimpers left my mouth as nine inches of pure bliss were balls deep inside me. He was thrusting hard like his life depended on it. Or maybe it did, because he was close. There were only two other people in the room. A camera man and another man sitting on the office chair behind this desk looking at the scene infront of him with interest. He held my fate in his hands tonight. "Come for me, baby." The one fucking me said in a deep yet strained voice. I heard movement in the chair and someone ran his hands in my damp hair and lightly tucked them back. My amber eyes met his green ones. My eyes rolled back as I came. His smirk told me he knew who I came for.

Professor's Dark Desire [18+] - just as a warning this story contains themes of abuse, assault, and unhealthy relationships. If these topics are difficult for you, please read with caution because this story is definitely on the darker side of dark romance <3 ... "Tell me you little slut....." his hand moved from her thigh, nearing her soaking wet pussy. "Am I the first to touch you like this?" He paused, plunging his middle finger into her needy cunt. She let out a piercing cry as his finger grazed her tight hole. "Fucking answer me" he roared thrusting his middle finger in and out of her whilst devouring her clit, a feeling she was so unfamiliar to. He looked up at her, watching her helpless little face plead for mercy. "Answer......" She couldn't form a sentence "I-......" her eyes widened when he took her clit between his teeth as punishment for not answering. "Maybe......" Alejandro hated her response, it triggered him. He thrusted another finger into her earning another cry. "Who?" He demanded an answer as he angrily fingered her inexperienced pussy. Thrusting in and out in deep strokes, earning a guttural moan each time. "I'll fucking kill him" he spoke huskily, moving up to her jaw, harshly kissing it, still ploughing his fingers inside of her. "Tell me Yara, who the fuck has touched you like this" he bellowed, using his free hand to squeeze her jaw in a menacing grip, making her hiss. He withdrew his hand mid-stroke, bringing his drenched fingers up to her and shoving them in her mouth, making her taste her own juices. "Does he make you this wet?" He dug his fingers deeper into the back of the throat. Inflaming her gag reflexes. She let out a muffled sob.....