I cried out in shock as a pair of warm soft, but unyielding lips wrapped themselves around my nipple, nipping and soothing, pleasure and pain. I arched into another hard body as pleasure filled me, swirling with dark desire. A second pair of lips covered mine, slipping its tongue into my mouth. It slid languidly and expertly with mine, swallowing, devouring my breathy moans and guttural groans. A third pair trailed down my bare body, leaving fire streaks of pleasure in its wake. Down and down they went, coming closer to my dripping need, nipping at my thighs with sharp teeth, before soothing them with licks....

It all started with a harmless little wish. Now, Christie is stuck in Hell. Now, Christie has a new job; to kill, to murder, and to torture. Now, Christie is Satan's Little Helper. ||-:-:-:-:-:-|| Ranked #1 in Satan (as of 30 March 2020) Warning: This book may contain mature themes. Read at your own discretion. Copyright © 2015 by Sydney W. All rights reserved.

They didn't win the prize money. But they walked away with something far more dangerous: a real relationship in a fake reality world. Olandria thought the hardest part was surviving the villa. Turns out, it was surviving the spotlight. Now that the cameras are gone, the hate is louder, the headlines are messier, and the love? It's tested every single day. He's the white boy the internet swears would never choose a girl like her. She's the Black woman fighting to exist without defending her worth. But what they have isn't up for debate. Not after the way he protects her. Not after the way she opens up only for him. Not after all the podcasts, fan edits, betrayals, and backlash. This isn't a fairytale. This is fame, love, racism, and real loyalty wrapped in one messy, passionate, slow-burning storm. And through it all - it's still him. It's still her. Still You.

Two years after Love Island, Nic is set to marry Cierra, the woman he left the villa with. But on the night before his wedding, it isn't Cierra he calls. It's Olandria. The woman he never got over. The one he tried to forget. What begins as a meeting for closure spirals into something far more dangerous. A confession laced in lust, regret, and everything they buried under fame, pride and friendship. In a cheap motel room, the night before vows are meant to be exchanged, two people who never stopped wanting each other are forced to face the truth: sometimes love doesn't fade...it festers. A story of forbidden lust, aching what-ifs, and the kind of tension that feels suffocating.

A Nicolandria fanfic that starts at their date but instead of going back to the villa they go to the hideaway like god intended. Unsure how long this will be. I'm just having fun with it. Also on AO3

When a keepsake from her deceased mother turns out to be a symbol of royalty, Blondina goes from poor street urchin to princess of the Ates Empire in the blink of an eye. Unfortunately, her new life isn't any better: she is forced to live alone in an isolated palace, mistreated by her royal half-siblings, and neglected by her father, the emperor. Everything changes when the lonely princess comes across Amon, a mysterious black cat roaming around the palace. Amon is actually a divine beast revered by the empire, and Blondina's deepening relationship with him helps her overcome her traumatic past. But one last issue remains unresolved: the painful history between the royal family and the divine beasts. Can Blondina and Amon overcome all obstacles and finally establish peace between humans and beasts? WARNING: This story contains depictions of abuse, the trauma of children, violence, gore, and death that may be upsetting for some readers. Reader discretion is advised. All Rights Reserved Written by Early Flower.

The Hudrats and new Love Island stans are making it difficult for our islanders to enjoyed their regain freedom as well as focus on building relationships for others. Disrespectfully, he wished the haters, racists and dusties alike would just fuck off and leave his woman be. !!This is not to spread hate or for any of you parasocial demons to take an inch and a mile. This is just a prompt from after they left the island and had to deal with all the mess. That's it. Y'all know what I lands is said on live (hence my PSA). Just send love, don't be creepy and don't be toxic and we can keep prospering as Nicolandria Nation. Okay? Okay.!!! *****

The veins in his hands contracted as his fingers squeezed my throat, applying enough pressure, resulting in my pussy squeezing tighter than his hand and my head lolling back. "Look at me, Valentina," his gruff voice commanded. He stopped for a second, causing me to raise my head and look at him. "Why'd you stop?" I whined. He was dripping sex as he looked at me, his thumb running softly over my lips, before pushing forward into my mouth. My lips latched around it instinctively, the rough pad of my tongue swirling around it. "You look so good when I'm fucking you, especially with my finger in your mouth," he muttered, drawing even closer. "Makes me wonder how you'll look with something else in that pretty little mouth of yours, hmm?" he said, voice dropping to a deeper octave, deeper than how deep he was in me right now, matching the drop my stomach made with it. ~ Twenty-three year old Valentina Walker teaches at Horvath University as an English professor. She's sexy, independent and isn't afraid to talk back. Twenty-one year old Giovanni Samuels is a student that majors in English. Undeniably handsome, oozes sex appeal and caught the eye of Valentina. What happens when they can't help but be attracted to each other, despite all the consequences and everything that pushes them apart? Highest Ranking #1 in forbidden #1 in blackgirlmagic #2 in 2021 #2 in newwritter #2 in whiteman #3 in whiteboyblackgirl #6 in italian #14 in romance #24 in 2020 •The pictures in this book do not belong to me. •Cover was amazingly done by @MiaBSmith

Nicholas Maximilian has always been the picture of propriety. Handsome, soft-spoken, and unfailingly polite. He's known among the ton as the gentleman who married for love-and stayed in it. For twenty years, he has adored his wife, Victoria: brilliant, bold, beautiful Victoria, who once stepped into mud just to make him feel less small. She is his beginning and end. The only one who ever called him "Nick." So why, after two decades of marriage, is Nicholas Maximilian entering a brothel? COMPLETED - 02/14/2025

Leigh-Anne Mason is a 18 year old student fresh into college. A bit of a wildside. Toby Ackers is a married college professor with a baby on the way. Find out what happens when a interern work convention has them out on the highseas, A tragic accident happens and they are the only two survivers on Deserted Island.