"What can I say? People like to watch. If they're willing to pay, why not let them?" . . . Margeaux is a bad girl with good girl intentions. All she wants is a steady home with whatever family she has left. With no GED, no credit, and no bed to sleep in at night, she's willing to do almost anything to make a change. Her best friend Jamie has made it big in Hollywood. As she tries to keep up with the busy LA scene while getting back on her feet, she dips her toe into the world of Only Fans. Things take an unexpected turn when she amasses a huge following. When friends turn into enemies, and strangers into threats, there are only two men she can trust. She finds herself falling for them both. Too bad they're already dating each other. Margeaux's life was never by-the-book, but what is the reality of trying to get your life together while getting paid to strip for strangers on the internet? . . . A/N: Frequent explicit sexual content, intended for 18+ audiences. This story is stand-alone. You do not need to read the prequels to understand this one, but this story and the comments will contain MAJOR SPOILERS. Please remember to vote and comment!

"I don't fuck girls who can't listen," she carefully whispered, pulling back to gauge my narrowed reaction before she continued, "Maybe be a good girl next time." And just like that she went to pull away. Well, that was before I wrapped my toned legs around her torso and roughly pulled her back into me. Again, I hate being told no. ♱ ♱ ♱ ♱ ♱ After getting involved with Noa Vitali, a mafia boss to whom her older brother was an underboss to, Lunden Spade finds herself striking up an explicit deal, piquing both of their interests. Will Lunden find her limits being pushed entirely too far for her liking? And more importantly... Will she like it?

A sunshine girl. A serious man. Multiple chanced meetings that changed everything. Aurora Blaire wasn't looking for anything serious-especially not while on a girls' holiday. But fate had other plans, for both her and Lucian Thorne: a brutally composed CEO who didn't do random, had never been in a relationship, and was too focused on his businesses to find love. What started as chance run-ins turned into something they couldn't ignore. But how does a man built on control survive the kind of girl who blooms in chaos? ------------------------------------------------------------------ ""Her tipsy boldness kicked in hard, and walked for the armrest near him-planning to sit there casually. But the world tilted, and instead of gracefully settling next to him, she ended up tumbling right onto his lap. His hand shot to her waist, steadying her with surprising gentleness. "Careful, princess." he said, his voice low and smooth, just enough to make her blush harder. "Oops," she giggled, cheeks flaming. "I cant believe it's you Mr. Serious." "Still drunk, I see." And with that, Aurora's mind took off in full chatter mode."" ------------------------------------------------------------------ #1 TEENFICTION #1 SWEET #1 GRUMPY #1 CUTE #1 FUNNY #1 GRUMPYXSUNSHINE #1 RICHGUY

I glanced down to her lips but then I scooted away while clearing my throat. She hmm'd, "You tried to kiss me again." I shook my head and said "Nope. I didn't, I tried not to kiss you, as you see." She rolled her eyes with a soft smile. "Maybe if you did let me kiss you...just once, I would stop trying." She sighed softly "I got my doctorate at 24 You know I'm not a dumbass right?" I just let out a soft sigh "Thank you for everything" I hugged her and held her tightly. She wrapped her arms around me. She pulled back and I looked at her lips. "I should go." I said softly. "You can have one kiss-" I kissed her. ________________________________________ India Jones is a true Chicagoan girl who, to unfortunate circumstances, has to move to Texas with her father. Being naturally quiet and to herself, India is not expecting much from the new town and is eager to go back to Illinois with her other family. With a rude step-sister and no sense of direction, India struggles to find ways to cope without her mother. That all changes when she meets the Principal of her school who also happens to be her neighbor. |~| Imani Stewart is the principal of a wealthy private school in her home state of Texas. Though her life sounds perfect, her controlling parents have stopped her from reaching for her dreams in life, creating a girl who comes off as cold and fixed. Though her circumstances are tough, Imani does the best at being the strictest principal her school has ever had. And just as Imani is ready to live the life laid out for her, she meets a fiery girl who can see right through her and stops at nothing to get her. What happens when their two worlds clash? Read to find out...

𝙑𝙚𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙊𝙗𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣 : 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙎𝙖𝙜𝙖 𝙤𝙛 𝙎𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝘼𝙡𝙚𝙭𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝑰𝒏 𝒂 𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒎 𝒇𝒖𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒇 𝒑𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒈𝒆, 𝒎𝒚 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒓. 𝑺𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 - 𝒔𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔. ~~~~~~ 𝑨𝒎𝒊𝒅𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒖𝒓, 𝑰 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒈𝒂𝒛𝒆 𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒆, 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒇𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒎. 𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒇, 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒊𝒎, 𝑰'𝒎 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒆𝒙𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒔. In the heart of a bustling city, Scarlett is navigating a world far removed from her humble beginnings. As a dedicated HR specialist, she's pivotal in a major project set to elevate the company to new heights. But everything changes when she catches the eye of Alexander Blackwood, the enigmatic CEO known for his icy demeanor and hidden depths. Alexander, haunted by a dark family past, has always maintained strict control over his life. That is, until Scarlett's beauty and determination spark something inside him he can't ignore. Their professional relationship quickly blurs into a passionate romance, uncovering long-buried secrets that could shatter everything they've built. Their journey from strangers to soulmates is filled with danger, betrayal, and an irresistible pull towards one another. Scarlett challenges Alexander's meticulously constructed facade, making him confront his childhood traumas.......

"Don't forget who had you on your knees, Zinovia," Sevan said, taking a long sip of her drink. Which I promptly snatched from her hand as soon as she lowered the glass from her mouth. "Don't forget all the power I held too," I said to her, not once glancing away from her darkened stare, "The mess I made of you milaya..." I trailed off, tilting my head as I openly analyzed her face, "It was pathetic really." Sevan smiled almost sadistically in response, "The mess you made of me?" she repeated the words in full amusement, "I'm still standing. 𝘊𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶?" ⋙⋙⋙⋙⋘⋘⋘ Power isn't just taken, it's earned, and Zinovia Kozlov is ready to claim what's hers. After her father's death, Zinovia steps up to lead the Russian mafia as its most feared and adored princess. But she's soon pulled into the dark world of Sevan Cortez, the woman who commands the entire mafia underworld. What starts as a power struggle between them quickly spirals into a twisted game of sex, manipulation, and deceit. But even Zinovia knows... You can't ruin, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙪𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙙.

"If you wanted me to fuck you, all you had to do was ask," Tazmin said, her raspy voice lowered as she drew one of her hands up the inside of my thigh. I clenched my jaw, "I didn't," I gritted, even if we both knew it was a full-faced lie. Especially with me bent over her desk with my hands held behind my back. "Oh so this..." she trailed off, suddenly running her fingers along my damp underwear, "Is all for someone else?" I drew in a deep breath, feeling the needy ache between my legs grow as she caressed her fingers back and forth against my covered core. "Anyone else," I forced out tightly. ♤ There's a delicate balance between law and order. And Milena Azhari fought ruthlessly for that balance as a defense lawyer, who is on the brink of achieving her lifelong dream... Making partner at her law firm. But she quickly gets lured off track, dipping deeper into the criminal world she once assumed she understood, until it all crumbles away from the surface. Milena's number one priority was always her family, but that quickly lands her face-to-face with her demons and the corruption that binds them. How far is she willing to go for her family? More importantly... how far is she willing to blur the lines of everything she once fought so hard for?

"Is it a turn off?" She flashes a grin, revealing her perfect white teeth, inching her face closer to mine. Oh no, she's definitely flirting, and suddenly my palms are sweating. My heart pounds because I know I can't play her game. Not because I don't want to, but because-well, I'm not into girls. At least, I thought I wasn't. "I don't know. I can't really explain how other girls feel about it when you date them," I shrug awkwardly, trying to keep my cool. She chuckles softly, shaking her head, and the air between us thickens with tension. What's her game? "Forget other girls. How do *you* feel about it?" she presses, her voice low and teasing. I shift uncomfortably, squirming under her gaze. "If I were a lesbian, then no. No, it wouldn't be a turn-off," I stammer, feeling the nervousness creep up my spine. "You sure?" Her voice is honey, tempting. Meet Jay Alden, 23 years old and still figuring life-and love-out. She's always been straight... well, more like straight as a squiggly line. That is, until Ky Guery entered her life. Ky, a confident 22-year-old who's comfortable with her sexuality, flirts with ease and has Jay questioning everything she thought she knew about herself. Ky's carefree attitude and playful charm make Jay feel warm, giddy, and utterly confused all at once. One moment she's sure she's straight, the next she's drowning in Ky's kisses, wondering if maybe, just maybe, she's been wrong all along. But falling for Ky isn't just about self-discovery-it's about trust, too. Jay's been burned before by a smooth-talking ex-boyfriend, and Ky's playful ways sometimes remind her too much of that heartbreak. She's caught between the thrill of something new and the fear of getting hurt again. Does she dare open her heart, or will Ky's unpredictability push her away for good? Jay's journey is one of love, confusion, and self-acceptance as she navigates the messy middle ground between what she thought she knew and what she's starting to feel.

Addison is gay and has a massive crush on a cheerleader at her school. A cheerleader who is supposed to be 'straight'. But as the school year progressives so does Addison's confusion about Blair. Maybe Blair isn't as straight as she seems... ---- "So a little birdy told me that you might have a crush on me, Is that true?" She questioned. My cheeks went crimson as I looked at her inquisitively, she was so close I could kiss her in less than a second. I kept my composure though and replied timidly "N-no. Who said that?" She looked me up and down and I'm sure...well 99% positive that she stared at my lips the longest. "Well your eyes are telling me different," She responded voice low like a whisper. "What do you mean?" I asked slightly biting my lip from nerves. "Your pupils are dilated which is a sign of attraction to a person," She said licking her lips. "Oh and by the way you look cute when you bite your lip." --- Info about me: Hi, my names Emily. This is the first full story I wrote so I hope my writing has improved since then 😅. Anyway I hope you enjoy 🥰 ***This story should only be on Wattpad. Any copies of this story elsewhere are not with my consent*** ----- *Original story* #1 gxg 14/7/19, 27/7/19, 5/8/19, 7/8/19, 8/9/19 #1 Bisexual 17/7/19, 3/1/2020, 3/6/2020, 9/6/2020, 28/8/2020 #4 LGBT 21/7/19 #3 LGBT 15/9/19 #1 Gay 24/7/19, 21/7/19, 28/5/2020 #1 Lesbian 17/8/19, 14/8/19, 15/9/19, 23/9/19, 28/9/19, 7/11/19, 29/11/19, 2/2/2020 #1 LGBT 27/8/19 #1 YA 11/9/2020 #4 YA 27/9/19 #1 Highschool 15/10/19 #1 Teen 21/12/19 #1 Angst 5/1/2020 #1 Pansexual 11/1/2020 #1 lgbtlove 20/12/2020

A Mafia Romance : : Andrei, soon to be leader of the Bratva (Mafia)...Have ever love one woman, and that was Yulia. The woman she lost...The woman she was destined to have...The woman she never have...The woman she will have even if take, burning a city to the ground. : : "I remember you," she said, her words lingering in the air, cutting through the tension that had built up between us. It was as though she could read my thoughts, answering the question I'd been asking myself all day. But the answer-if anything, left me more uncertain than ever. "Can I go now?" I asked, trying to escape the pull of her presence. But she wasn't finished. "I want you, Kitten." Her words echoed the past, a ghost from long ago. She reached in, gently cupping my face, making me meet her gaze. I couldn't believe I wasn't pushing her away. I wanted to cry. This meant she remembered me. Her long fingers traced a path to my scalp, sending shivers down my spine. If she remembered me, why had it taken her so long? She returned only when I no longer needed her.