"You make me want to do things to you." He mumbles, his brown eyes never straying from mine. "What?" I whisper, nervous yet at the same time my heart pounds with excitement and anticipation. "Do you want to know what kind of things?" His low tone matches mine as he brings his face closer and I find myself robbed of speech due to our proximity. Taking my silence as his sign, he continues to lean closer. His lips caress my ear as he says "Things like this." Suddenly I feel something wet and thick being dumped onto my hair, soon the liquid drips down onto my shirt. Is that paint? Blue paint proceeds to slide down onto my shirt and my eyes widen when I hear Caleb howling with laughter. "Caleb fucking Carter!" I bellow and before I know it he breaks into a run, still laughing. ________________ Highest Rankings #1 - projectbadassgirls #1 - humor #8 - badboy

Aniyah moves to a new school and meets a boy a baba and they hit it off but once Aniyah mentions she is pregnant baba says he doesn't want the baby after aniyah moves to California to start a new life baba follows and try's to take care of there child

𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 🥀 an urban fanfiction She was supposed to stay focused- sold-out shows, flashing lights, a dream she fought too hard for. But then she met him. Kentrell Gaulden. All red eyes, heavy drawl, and a smirk that stuck in her head long after the stage lights faded. A chance encounter backstage becomes glances in hotel lobbies, stolen words at pit stops, and a late-night text that changes everything. Now Mariah Amani Buckles has to decide- is he just another distraction? Or the one man who could love her like she never knew love before. ✦ trust. loyalty. chaos. fame. ✦

A Good Girl's Guide To Being Naughty • • • Ivy Collins is a normal 21 y/o woman. Except for the fact she's a virgin ... or at least she was until she had sex with her university rivals hockey captain. After a quick (devastatingly quick) night with the man and being called a lousy lay, Ivy made a promise to herself that she wouldn't do it again ... sex that is. Who needs sex when all it brought was insecurities and more, and it wasn't even that good to begin with. Enter Asher Hudson, Ice Hockey captain, her brothers best friend and her best friends brother - triple trifecta of why she shouldn't get involved with him. But when he overhears a conversation Ivy has with her best friend, he gives her an offer she can't refuse. Well, she can, and she should, but why would she want to? Three months, she helps him with his grades, and he'll help her with her sex life. Only one rule, don't fall in love. Easy, right? He'll teach her everything she wants to know, and show her that sex can be fun, you just have to know how to do it right. And Ivy should refuse, after all he's the Ice Hockey captain, her brother's best friend and her best friend's brother - but what's the fun in that. Ivy knows she should say no, but she won't. And she won't fall in love, she can't. ••• Completed • First Draft - Edited. Watty2025 winner #1 in #Romance #1 in #Brotherbestfriend #2 in #bestfriendsbrother #2 in #icehockey

August finds himself in a random vets office in a panic desperate to get help for precious dog Drizzy. When he runs into the beautiful and smart mouthed Arian. Little does he know that Arian isn't looking for love or lust she's been hurt in the past. Can August convince the sassy Arian that they have what it takes to have a forever kind of love? Or will a surprise visit from August's past get in the way? ?THIS BOOK DOES have sexually explicit material and language this is a warning ⚠️ this book is not for children?

When famous boxer, Khalil James suffers a scandal after being exposed on social media. He is forced into a fake marriage to fix his reputation with a woman whose father is a famous boxer from back in the day. Montana Frost is forced at her hand, with trying to save her families family gym that is on the verge of being sold and trying to spend her last moments with her dying father. Two broken people are forced to be together and survive together. But what happens when through all the hate they have for each other, they find comfort in one another? Follow Khalil and Montana as they navigate through what is real and fake. What happens when people try to tear down what they built?

a single mother struggling to feed her own daughter everyday, will her own daughter found herself in the same position or will she find the brightside of her life?

"I hate how much I need you, Niyah..." From just enemies, to enemies with benefits, to lovers. I hate how much I want him. But I can't escape him. Why? Because we're lawfully locked. An office romance between rival lawyers who try to fight the tension between them until they finally give in. "You say you hate me but you fuck me the same day." *a lot of smut included!*

Kentrell had a difficult past, he considers himself damaged. He needs help but doesn't want it when he has the chance to get it. His whole life has been full of temporary people and a temporary lifestyle. he's tired of girls throwing themselves at him and suffers from Childhood trauma. He's finally forced into therapy, Will It help him or make him not want to open up anymore? Completed.

𝐉𝐚𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐏𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐚 I downed a shot of tequila, allowing the burning liquid to slide down my throat and settle in my stomach. I deserved to have some fun without boundaries. I poured a second glass and it disappeared as quickly as the first. Then came the third, fourth and fifth. Still I wasn't satisfied. My landlady was a bitch, I was fired and my boyfriend cheated on me. My nerves were shot to hell! My eyes lazily scanned the nightclub as I consecutively downed my sixth shot for the evening. Life's a bitch. 𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐨 𝐆𝐮𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐫𝐨 I sat in the VIP section of the club, a glass of vodka in my hand as I watched the woman several yards away drowning herself in tequila. My lips curled in amusement. The red dress she wore showed a generous amount of cleavage, her ass was ripe and full, begging to be groped. She looked to be eighteen. I wondered what a pretty thing like her was doing in a place like this, drinking like there was no tomorrow. Not that it was any of my business. Women came, got laid and wasted in this nightclub every night. Nothing special to see here. "Muori figlio di puttana." I pulled the trigger on my gun and shot the Mexican in the head after he was caught stealing coke from my warehouse. Blood splattered everywhere, staining the walls and my designer suit. I tucked my gun back in my pocket and left the ally. "He killed a guy!" I shrieked as I turned to run away from there as fast as possible. Just as I was about to run back inside, a large hand clamped around my neck and I was pressed up against a rock solid chest. My jaw was caressed by - a gun!? "Going somewhere piccola?" a deep voice whispered in my ear. "Let me go, you sick twisted bastard!" I growled. "Feisty and a foul mouth. I like it," he chuckled. "You killed someone! I'm calling the cops!" I shouted. "Princess I own the cops," he said stroking my face. "and now I own you. Say goodbye to your old lif