"I will ruin you baby," he whispers digging his nails into my hips sending a chill cascading down my spine. "Then ruin me Jude, ruin me till there's nothing left of me." I spoke softly, "make me feel something, make me feel anything, make me feel alive..." ♫♫♫ Everybody loved her but her. Coraline Nkole was the dream girl living a nightmare. At a glance you'd assume just like everyone else that her life was heaven on earth; with wealthy parents, a blossoming ballet career, being an A + student and looks that could kill, she was the subject of everyone's envy. You either wanted her or wanted to be her, don't lie, of course you do. But our tiny dancer was slipping off the ice quicker than anyone thought. Her life was on the right track until he sent her off the rails. Let's get one thing straight, they aren't good people and they don't want to be. Jude Ace, you know the name like the back of your hand. Lead singer of world famous rock band Born Victim, fame and being in the spotlight is all he's ever known. He's used to people worshiping the ground he walks on- But he's breaking, fast and the world is watching him fall apart. Nothing ever stays a secret for long. They all adored him, but not as she did, he was their star but he was her rock. Their hatred for each other runs skin deep but something's changing in the way he looks at her and it's only a matter of time before one of them breaks.

18++ 𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃. which was one word to describe them. "do you want to know what I'm about to do to you right now? i'm going to fuck you until these sheets are soaked in your tears and cum," her breath hitched as he kissed up the middle of her chest and neck. "i'm going to spell 'mine' with my dick inside you," amira whined, squirming her legs around his torso, feeling him rub against her slit. "i'm going to spell it with my tongue inside you, with my lips all over this mind-fuck body. i want you; amira decker, to know that you are going to be mine. whether you continue to fight it or not," he reached her ear, kissing her warm skin. "you are my future. you are the fucking mother of my future kids, you're the reason my dick wakes up in the morning. it's because i'm always thinking of you and sometimes i just can't help it," he kissed down her neck. "mine," he reached her breasts, using his tongue to spell the word with painfully slow licks. the teasing alone made her soak the bed more. "mine," he kissed down her heavy-breathing belly. spreading her legs apart, he used his thumbs to unfurl her lower lips. "mine," he said lastly, drawing a coat of saliva from his mouth and onto her pussy. amira gasped breathlessly as she felt the wetness melt between her clit. grabbing her thighs, his cold chain bracelets made her flinch. he ducked between her legs, the chain around his neck sliding across her slit making her twitch. "i want to destroy you tonight, cherish you later. but I'm still hungry, so first, i'm going to eat again," he muttered and dove straight into her sensitive spot, knowing exactly where it was like the first. his tongue slid, sucked, flicked, licked, and kissed creatively over and over her sensitive spasming clit. one lick and her entire body shook as she gasped in bliss pleasure. she cried, nearly tearing up the sheets above her head. ©𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐳𝐢𝐞𝐱𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬

18+ if 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 and 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 were a man... "i don't think you truly understand the physical and emotional connection i feel with you. i'm desperate for you, i yearn for you, and i'm incredibly greedy for you-God, you make me so fucking greedy you have no...no idea what you do to me because it's not just your body that i crave; i also crave your attention." "haze stop." "fine. then i won't tell you how anxious my chest pounds when we're making love, when i'm tasting and touching you. or how i'm constantly thinking about having children with you and getting married every time you look up at me, especially when you're naked and beautiful beneath me. you have no idea how painful it is to keep my hands to myself right now, and all you're doing is standing there, looking at me with those damn eyes that make me stop breathing the moment they're on me. i'm pathetic when it comes to you, niara." "haze please just stop," she begged, tears in her eyes. "i get so impatient when you're too friendly with others because i don't want no one else to feel that energy. i earned it, i want it all for myself. i'm selfish for you like that. i can't sleep without you lying next to me in bed anymore. i-i have nightmares still and they only stop when you're there, and when you're not, i physically cannot breathe and all i want is to be in your arms where i feel safest. i haven't felt safe since i was ten and you fixed that in under a year. you broke me, niara. you broke my brain more than it already was and now i'm only for you." "and i am here, on my knees, begging and seeping with desperation not to lose you." his name would be 𝐇𝐀𝐙𝐄 𝐀𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍. 𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄 𝐓𝐖𝐎: the nanny series #2 ©𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐳𝐢𝐞𝐱𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬

Arabella never meant to get close to someone like him. Warren is reckless, unreadable, and surrounded by rumors that make people run. But the more she's warned to stay away, the more she wants to know why he hides behind those walls...and why he can't seem to stay away from her either. ────୨ৎ──── Warren Reid is a name everyone in town knows, and not for good reasons. He left a student unconscious before disappearing into juvie, and now that he's back, the rumors are worse than ever. With a past that whispers warnings and a reputation that silences rooms, Warren is used to being feared, not understood. Emotions are weaknesses in his world, and vulnerability has never been an option. Until her. Arabella Winters is the picture of perfection and the last girl anyone would expect to cross paths with someone like Warren. Smart, sweet, and sheltered, she follows every rule her parents set, never once stepping out of line. But one knock on Warren's door throws her into his world, and nothing is the same after that. Everyone says he's trouble, but Arabella doesn't see the monster they all fear. She sees someone broken, someone hiding wounds no one else bothers to look for. What starts as innocent curiosity turns into something neither of them can ignore. She's drawn to the shadows he hides in, and he can't stay away from the light she doesn't even know she carries. Now Arabella has to ask herself: is she helping Warren escape the darkness...or is she just letting it swallow her too? (EXPECT CRINGE AND CLICHES!!) (UNEDITED)