"...Is she feverish?" Harlow asked flatly. "I'm not feverish." I snapped. "You're babbling about falling out of the sky and magical doors," Harlow countered. "And your pupils are unfocused." "They are not unfocused!" Beladora stepped closer and cupped my cheeks, turning my face toward the light. "Oh, sweetheart... your eyes are a little glassy." I pulled my face back, groaning. "I'm not sick!" Harlow folder her arms. "Bel, get the thermometer." My jaw dropped. "Absolutely not." Beladora smiled warmly. Too warmly. "Absolutely yes." Harlow lifted me from the chair with one arm, like I weighed the same as a scarf and deposited me on her hip. (Picture from pinterst: @esterscanon)

Flo is moving across the Country for her first year in college, when her plan starts to fall apart she finds herself living with four men who all have a soft spot for her innocent nature.

As a teenager, everything goes wrong. It is bound to go wrong. And it did. For Elle, disaster after disaster strikes her mental health and physical health and she crumbles under the pressure. Even with the support of two very powerful men with her , life is just as harsh on her. But with them it's a little less of loneliness and double the support and love. Warning: Mature Language Mature content //Under major editing. Might not make sense in it's current state// Do not indulge in this book if you are offended, or 'disgusted' as many put it, by any of the ideas in this book. (original) Started: 11 December 2018 End: 7 June 2019

"You can call me daddy." "You cannot be fucking serious." __________ "This is a weird part of the internet, I don't like this place." - Michael Clifford, 2020.

Hi my names Lilly, it's the year 2119 and BDSM is the way of life. I've been classified as a submissive and a week before my 21st birthday I have to take a test which will determine who my dominant is or if I'm unmatchable. Then on my 21st birthday I'll get my results and be matched with a dominant for the rest of my life. One other thing, Whilst I'm a submissive I have a little side to me and I've also got anxiety so I hope my dominant is understanding. **** This is similar to my other book "my bdsm life" which got taken down by wattpad. HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in BDSM - 13.09.22 #1 in dom-sub - 04.11.22 #1 in submissive - 19.11.22 #1 in sir - 23.11.22 #9 in bdsm - 01.12.22 #1 in domsub - 05.12.22 #2 in newbook - 13.12.22 #2 in bdsmrelationship - 14.01.24 #29 in master - 16.01.24 #1 in masters - 06.01.25

This story involves BDSM. Everyone is a consenting adult (+18) If you dont like it. Dont read it. - I might still edit chapters already posted. As I am quite new at this. ...................................................................... Emerson gets sent to Forest Grove Institute. A private school that her father founded. Her father is a Dom, her grandfather is a Dom. Her uncle is a Dom. Her Aunt is a Dominatrix. All her cousins are either subs or doms. Emerson however was not told about any of this until she was 18. Her father told her the household rules, rules for school, and public. They started hosting parties and gatherings again. The family bodyguard named Mr. Bennet ends up being a very good Dom who undertakes the task of teaching and enforcing the rules with Emerson. Now at 20 years old Mr. Bennet had spoken to her parents and has deemed her graduated from learning the fanily history, and the basics he could teach about being a sub. Of course she would be sent to the best school to lean what she does not know. A school where she must learn how to be a true submissive. Follow the family traditions.

She was sacrificed for their survival, and he adores her. When the demons take over, there's no safe place, danger is all around. Or is it? When push comes to shove, will she realise that the ones she feared loved her most? When death is knocking, will he realise how important a small life can be.

Three was Mila's lucky number, it was also her favourite number. Something about it calmed her. She enjoyed having three of everything or doing something three times. So surprisingly, when three men appeared in her life, it was a good sign. Like the angels came down from heaven and told her she had been blessed. In which she had. Those three men would change her life, she just didn't know it yet. Read to find out more... Warning: adult content

"𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨 𝙗𝙚, 𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙙?" he asked me sweetly, and I could not remain silent with his lips near my ear. "On yours..." I answered under a whisper, still looking at the floor. With the gentle brush of his fingertips underneath my chin, he tilted my head back to look up at him. His emerald eyes never failed to faze my breath. "𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚," he demanded. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Liara West wasn't one to open up. All she's ever heard is "never trust anyone and you'll never get hurt." But one lazy morning going to restock at Walmart, she bumps into the most mysteriously beautiful man she's ever seen. Ramerio Loveday. He, too, was not one to trust, but found something rather odd about Liara that drew him hesitantly nearer. It was as if they were both being handed a sword without the handle. And of course, they were bound to get cut. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ {bwwm} ⚠ Will Contain Mature Content ⚠ ➣ Started: 7/31/21 - (ongoing)

This is a NONSEXUAL story Jake Anderson Age: 17 Classification: Little (secret) Height: 5'5" Build: Lean and quick-footed, with a soft, boyish face Hair: Medium-length brown, soft and slightly wavy, usually falling into his eyes Eyes: Blue-bright and expressive, often betraying his emotions even when he tries to hide them Personality: Quiet, observant, and guarded. Jake is witty when comfortable, but he tends to keep to himself unless he really trusts someone. He's incredibly affectionate deep down and craves comfort and gentle structure-things he only lets himself indulge in when he's alone or with his mom. His classification as a little is a closely guarded secret, something he fears will ruin his life if it gets out, especially around his teammates. Background: Lives with his loving and supportive single mom, who has always made space for Jake to be himself. She knows about his little side and helps him navigate it quietly, giving him the space to regress when he needs to and always validating that it's okay. Jake is terrified of anyone at school finding out, particularly someone like Cameron. ⸻ Cameron Jackson Age: 18 Classification: Caregiver (open) Height: 6'5" Build: Muscular, sturdy, with a comforting presence Hair: Blonde, neatly styled-short on the sides, soft waves on top Eyes: Deep brown, calm and grounding Personality: Steady, warm, and effortlessly confident. Cameron has a natural protector's instinct, always looking out for the people around him without being overbearing. He's well-liked because he listens first and talks second. Though he's open about his classification as a caregiver, he's never pushy about it-it's just part of who he is. Background: Raised by two dads, both caregivers themselves, Cameron has always been taught that strength comes from knowing how to be gentle. He's fiercely loyal and pays attention to what others try to hide. Cameron plays defensive end on the football team and has a quiet but commanding kind of popularit