"Now princess do you want me to fuck you like a good girl or like a dirty slut" I don't even think when I immediately respond to his question "like a dirty slut" He chuckles "and why is that" "Because I am a dirty slut" I answer Chapter- dirty slut *** "do you like when I fuck you like this" he grabs my hair and pulls me off the desk so that his mouth is by my ear "do you like it when I fuck you like a slut" I place my hands on the desk trying to hold me up, "yes daddy I- I love it" I scream Chapter- not always a good girl *** Best friends brother main character goes unnamed gonna have smut - the smut get better as you read #1 dirtystory #1 degradingkink #1 praisekink #6 dirtystory #6 Bestfriendsbrother #2 Secretlove #6 lover

Eine düstere Vergangenheit. Eine unauslöschliche Schuld. Und ein Spiel, bei dem Liebe tödlich endet. Viele Jahre sind vergangen, seit eine grausame Mordserie die Kleinstadt Bloodmoor erschütterte. Ein Serienmörder verbreitete Angst und hinterließ eine Spur aus Blut, doch die Wahrheit wurde begraben, gekauft und vergessen. Bis jetzt. Als erneut Menschen verschwinden und tot aufgefunden werden, beginnt für die junge Psychologiestudentin Meyra ein Albtraum. Kurz zuvor sind ihre Eltern unter mysteriösen Umständen ums Leben gekommen, und gezwungen, in ihre Heimat zurückzukehren, wird sie mit einer Vergangenheit konfrontiert, die sie nie kannte. Dann begegnet sie ihm. Geheimnisvoll. Unwiderstehlich. Gefährlich. Zwischen ihnen entbrennt eine Leidenschaft, die Meyra sich nicht erklären kann - während um sie herum Menschen sterben und die Schatten der Vergangenheit näher rücken. Was sie nicht weiß: Der Mann, dem sie ihr Herz öffnet, spielt ein perfides Spiel. Ein Spiel um Schuld. Um Rache. Und um Leben und Tod. Denn er ist gekommen, um die Sünden der Vergangenheit zu vergelten. Und Meyra ist der letzte Zug auf seinem Spielbrett. Doch je näher er ihr kommt, desto mehr verschwimmen die Grenzen zwischen Hass und Liebe, bis aus Rache eine gefährliche Obsession wird. Und am Ende steht nur eine Frage: Kann Liebe stärker sein als die Wahrheit - oder wird sie ihr Todesurteil?

Natalia Knight is a interior designer who lives in London, but under all that is flaws. She had to leave her drug addict baby daddy after he overdosed. She had to keep her 5 year old daughter Adriana safe from her daddy. She also imagined herself with more kids. So she decided to go to the adoption agency and have kids of her own. They gave her two twins Hailey and Brian Sawyer. What she didn't know is they would come with their dad too. Spencer Sawyer had no idea his ex girlfriend Hayley had one kid let alone two. So when he finds out he's filled with guilt. How could he let his two kids live in this world alone without their daddy. He's a lawyer trying to get his two kids back, but he had no idea how hard he would have to fight for them back. I want my kids back and I'm going to do anything to get them. I pin Natalie against the wall with a groan. She looks up into my eyes angrily. We can both fight this attraction we have for each other or we can finally give in. "Spencer." She gasps as my hand runs along her beautiful curves. "Tell me you feel it too. This attraction. This need I have for you. Not being able to get you out of my head." I press my forehead against hers. "Not being able to touch myself without the thought of you. Not being able to kiss any other woman unless it's you." I pant. "Spencer you know we can't. We can't no matter how much I want to. I hate you Spencer. I have to hate you." "Well I want to taste you." This is Book 3 of the Sawyer brother collection!!

"Te conocí sin saber quién eras. Y ahora que sé exactamente quién eres... no sé cómo mirarte."

"Look me in the eye and tell me you hate me, you can't, can you love?" Assigned the nearly impossible task of infiltrating Tom Riddle's inner circle, Rosalie Grindelwald develops a strong disdain for Tom and his calculated exterior when she figures out that Tom harbours a desire to conquer the world in his darkness. However, the lines between duty and desire blur as Tom and Rosalie find themselves drawn to each other, with Tom fuelled by possession and obsession.

Rosella, the CEO of her rising clothing company. She is done going to the business events and doing small talk. Rosella wants to keep growing and be the best, but will the hot CEO twins, Marcello and Vex distract her from what she wants? Would they become the greatest thing that ever happens to her or could they be her downfall? Wherever Rosella is the twins happen to always be around. The more she tries to push them away the closer the twins want to get to her, Rosella can't let that happen. It just might ruin everything. Started June 7, 2021. Completed in April 18, 2022. Marcello moves his fingers and mouth faster making me moan several times while Vex's dick is fucking my throat. I start to slow down on Vex and pull my head to the other side. I begin to breathe heavily once I feel that I'm close. I start to move my body and slowly shut my legs. "Mmm fuck Marcello! I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming!" Vex turns my head back and pushes his dick even further into my mouth, making my eyes roll back and suddenly gag. Marcello adds another finger in me and goes faster than before. "Don't fucking come until I say so. Fucking wait." Marcello says. His hot breath causes shivers down my spine and I grab onto the edge of the desk and try to hold myself from coming. I don't know how much longer I can hold it though... "Please, Marcello! Please let me come! I want to come so bad! Please let me." I say to Marcello frantically.

Raised in the Mafia, I have known no other life other than cold calculated violence and discipline. A life where brutality is praised and weakness is ridiculed, I became the best of my parents and the worst the world has ever seen. Young and still gaining control of my mafia, love is never an option for me, that is until one night at a Mafia ball where I spy a woman who has me to my knees. I want more, more, more. She's reckless and cunningly beautiful. Too good for me and yet the only one for me. We fight for survival and for each other because neither one of us will let go. ------------------------- I sat in the back, legs apart and looked at her with my head tilted. She licked her lips and squeezed though the front seats all the while looking at me. I pulled her towards me and she chuckled as she sat on my lap. Her legs were either side of me and her breathing was ragged. I ran my hand down her cheek and pulled her into me. I kissed her lips and soon our tongues whirled around. Hungry and rough. She held her head back and I began to plant rough kisses onto her beautiful neck. "Am I a bad influence?" She breathed. Her hands were on the back of my neck. I stopped kissing her and looked up at her. "Everyone needs a little bad in their lives." I whispered back making her smile. My hands found her waist and I noticed her short dress had ridden up exposing her thighs. She wore it to tease me and I loved it. Fuck, I loved her body. She breathed into my neck and I pulled off her dress in one slick motion. My hands were all over her back, feeling her, touching her. Her soft skin drove me crazy. ------------------------- BE AWARE: Trigger warnings: MATURE CONTENT 18+ (SMUT) SWEARING VIOLENCE/GUN VIOLENCE SELF HARM/SUICIDE (REFERENCES) EXPLICIT LANGUAGE REFERENCES TO RAPE SMOKING/ALCOHOL/DRUGS BLOOD/DEATH/GORE ©️ All rights reserved ™️ The Walnut Tree BOOK TWO OF THE MAFIA SERIES

She was an undoubtedly beautiful model. He was a foreign billionaire labeled as a "womanizer", until her. "Chérie listen to me, we are not finished, I was wrong earlier. It wasn't just sex" He started, "Mais ne me testez jamais comme vous l'avez fait là-bas ou je vais vous baiser dans la semaine prochaine" he softly put his hand around my neck and pushed me into the bookshelf [Translation: But never test me like you did out there or I'll fuck you into next week] "Okay" was all I could manage to say as my mind went blank, as I looked up and his lust filled eyes "Good, now strip and sit your pretty ass on my desk" He commanded. Started: April 2021 Finished: February 2022 *NOT EDITED*

|18+| In one night of drunken, post-breakup passion, Lizbeth manages to hookup with the dominant boy of her dreams. It was supposed to be a one night stand, one and done, never seen again. Until she does see him again, as her professor. Private tutoring sessions never sounded so good. |This is a BDSM-themed, erotic romance. If that and other assorted pervy things do not appeal to you, take this as your warning.| × Highest Rankings × #1 in Breakup #1 in Kink #1 in Passion #1 in Professor #2 in teacherxstudent #32 in Romance