Aubrey Wilson has the heart of an angel. As the type of person to always trust in others, she's admirable to peers. A total darling, but with a sadness that encases her heart. Anyone could shrink down in fright at the receiving end of Luke Taylor's infamous glare. Tall, muscular, dark-haired, and handsome, he's no stranger on or off the field. Not a kind stranger either. A total brooding asshole, but with a sadness that encases his heart. --- "You didn't have to hit him or anything," I lie my head on his broad, strong shoulder. "He shouldn't have touched you like that," he tucks a curl behind my ear. ~Strong Language~ ~Mild Violence~

❝Read me your favorite pieces of poetry while I please you❞ I feel his hardness grow underneath me and watch as his chest begins to rise and fall. His lips part open with heavy breaths. I begin to unbutton his shirt slowly, kissing down his neck almost in the worse and possible - teasing way. The cross necklace lying there, his holiness slipping away inch by inch as I leave my sins along his untainted skin. "P-Please" The deep vibration I feel against my lips as they stay on his pulse. I smile and lift my head, with one slow grind of my hips. Alessio let's a hot moan fall from lips. His erection grows harder, as well as the pulse of my clit. My pussy directly above him. "Read to me Alessio" - Honey Rose is a eighteen year old nymphomaniac sin, her desire for sexual pleasure and the way words slipped off her tongue easily without regret, get her sent to Hartford Academy. Where studies and religion are the only things allowed to be spoken in the halls. In which a nymph corrupts the innocence of her Dean's Son. Cover by : RoseEmiliaSnape Highest Rankings - #1 in badgirlgoodboy. #1 in nymph. #1 in unholy. #1 in tension. #1 in naughty. #1 in boarding-school. #2 in forbidden. #2 in tutor. #5 in seduction. #6 in unholy. #7 in lust. #10 in innocent. #11 in temptation.

She looks up at me, taking a step forward and smiling slightly, "How can I ever get hurt when I have you here to protect me?" "But you could have gotten hurt," I murmur softly, hanging my head and feeling my shoulders drop, the tension seeping from my body. "No. Stop," She cuts me off sternly but tenderly, "Don't talk like that, Reece. I'm okay, you're okay, we're okay," She speaks softly, reaching her hand up to gently brush her thumb over my cheek, just under the cut that's there. "We're okay," I repeat, taking a small step closer to her. She nods with a small smile, moving her hand down from my cheek and instead placing the palm of her hand on my chest, right over my heart. I know she can feel how fast my heart is beating. I just don't know why it's doing that. ~ Reece Carter is the bad boy of Northwood High. He smokes and he fights. He has countless tattoos covering his body. And he doesn't care about anything or anyone else. Layla Stevens is your average seventeen year-old girl, just trying to get through high school, with the friends she loves and doing the things she loves. When these two cross paths accidentally in an unusual way, they leave and never expect to speak to each other again. But fate has other plans. Layla finds her way into Reece's life and Reece doesn't know what to do about it. This ray of Sunshine suddenly meant something to him. She understood him when it seemed like no one else did. And he protected her from everyone who tried to hurt His Sunshine. Get ready for a story filled with bad pick-up lines, twin telepathy and a lot of fighting. Like, a LOT. Thanks for that one, Reece.

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

A Steamy, Small Town Romantic-Comedy Rated mature for explicit smut and language. Love forged in winter never withers... A sudden blizzard cancels Emilia's holiday plans. Stranded in her apartment, a string of bad luck ensues and complicates her day even more. Just as her festive spirit threatens to fade, her handsome neighbor, Lucas Sinclair, offers her a warm place to stay until help can arrive. With no other options, she reluctantly accepts his invitation to share his home for Christmas. As the snow piles up outside, Emilia discovers there's more to the grumpy man next door than she assumed. Their playful banter and a series of unexpected mishaps bring them even closer. Emilia must confront her growing attraction and decide if she's ready to embrace the surprising romance blossoming amidst the chaos of their winter wonderland. --- While this book starts at Christmas time, it's not a Christmas book. After chapter 10, it moves through the seasons. Dual POV. Heavy on the romance, lighter on the smut. There are three smut scenes and those chapters are marked with a fire emoji. Grumpy/BroodyxSunshine. He's Scottish, She is American.

After an unexpected ceiling collapse sends her apartment into chaos, Madelaine Grayson ends up living with her brother - and dangerously close to his tattooed, way-too-charming roommate. He's off-limits... but resisting him might be impossible. *** When Madelaine Grayson's bathroom ceiling caves in, it's not just drywall that crumbles. It's her entire world. Forced to move in with her brother, she finds herself swept up in the chaos of his new protective attitude - especially when it comes to his tattooed roommate, Noah Laurier. Noah is the epitome of perfection: sweet, hot, and embedded into every thought Madelaine has. But he's forbidden, and the closer she gets, the harder he is to resist. Well... what her brother doesn't know can't hurt him, right? *** "Matt's sister, I presume?" He walks towards the couch and my eyes widen. He's tall. I thought I was tall but this man could tower me, and when he reaches a hand towards me, there's an intricate clock tattooed on the back of his hand and his fingers have bones tattooed over them. This man is not human. He's tall and angular and dripping with sex appeal. This man is hot. Capital H, capital O, capital T. I don't think I've ever seen a human being so attractive. All I can think about as I force myself to keep my eyes on the screen is the feel of his jaw beneath my hand, and it takes everything in me not to look back at him.

"Bastard." She whispered. "Your bastard." He whispered back. ~~~~~~~~★~~~~~~~~ A shy at first girl but wild once you get to know her. Her innocence is nothing but mock. Behind her curious, innocent eyes lie a woman who'll make their knees shake. In more ways than one. When she meets three of the most handsome, devilish, and sinful men to exist, she can't help but wish she could have them all. And that she does. When things hit its peak, she has all three of them wrapped around her finger. Despite them being her dominants. As the past catches up to them, secrets are revealed. Feelings are hurt. And blood is shed. An angel with her wings dipped in blood. • • • WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS VERY MATURE SCENES AND LANGUAGE. IT IS A SOMEWHAT SLOWBURN, BUT THINGS MOVE A BIT QUICKLY. IT WILL ALSO BE A LONG ONE.

[COMPLETE] [IN NEED OF EDITING] "He won't satisfy you like I will darling you know why? Because he's not me and you're not his slut. You're mine" "Answer him Adora or so help me you won't cum" Reid landed a spank to Adora's already sore ass. "R-Reid I can't fuck I can't" he locked his fingers into her curly hair pulling her up continuously slamming himself into her. "Be a good girl for me Adora and pick up the phone" he said lowly in her ear, filling her up. Adora reached over for the phone still feeling her orgasm building up. His hand reaches around her to rub her clit. "Adora baby where are you?" ➪ Adora Rose married to Theodore Hunt one would call him a momma's boy, their marriage is simple, problems she cannot handle. Their sex life is absolutely nothing Adora wants, she learns more about her sexual desires when Theo suggest a sex therapist. But he hires the best sex therapist in the country Reid Romano who introduces Adora to the world of BDSM. Adora fell for his charm even trying to avoid the idea of cheating on her husband but could ignore the temptation that came along with it. cover by RoseEmiliaSnape ✍︎︎ highest rankings #1 in therapist !! #1 in bwwm #1 in good girl #1 in affair #1 in secretrelationship #1 in bdsmrelationship #1 in sexual frustration #1 in submissive #1 in possessive #1 in darling #1 in mature #2 in jealousy #3 in ongoing #4 in love

The Dealer and His Roomie ❦ An enemy to lovers romance. For six months, they're stuck together: a reckless dealer and the girl who never stops talking. He wants her gone. She's not leaving. . . . I scoff. "Wow. You must be a hit at parties." "I am, actually." He tilts his head slightly, studying me. "You, though? I'm guessing you talk so much they don't even need music." . . . Warning- Suggestive Content Drama, Crime, Romance Not a single dull chapter, I swear ;) Ratings- #1 in Roommates (13.04.2025) #1 in Sweet (11.05.2025) #1 in Arrogant (13.05.2025)

"Curiosity killed the kitty Miss Adams." My body stiffened. Slowly I turned around just to see Mr. Parker standing in front of me with hands in his trouser pockets. I bit my lip. I thought he would be angry but when I looked at him. His face showed no emotion. He then started walking towards me I moved back. This continued until my back hit the door. Then he placed his one hand on my side, leaning forward, close to me. "What was rule number three Miss Adams." His face was extremely close to mine my breath got hitched. I couldn't answer his question why? Because I was more focused in the distance between us. "I asked you something Miss Adams." He said again. "T-That t-there a-are prohibited areas i-in the house where I shouldn't g-go." "It seems like you remember the rules. This room is one of those prohibited areas. So, from next time think before you put yourself into trouble." I just stared at his eyes. I was lost in those pair of sea-coloured eyes. No other guy has ever affected me this much as Mr. Parker. I get nervous around him. I don't know what this feeling is but this feeling is different. A feeling that I have never felt for anyone. "Understood?" he said again. I nodded. "Yes Mr. Parker." ***************** Liam Parker, 25 year old billionaire. Arrogant, handsome, ruthless, the only thing matters to him is his son and his work. Bella Adams, 24 year old simple and bubbly girl, who lives with her Nanny in an orphanage. What will happen when Bella comes as a babysitter of Liam's son? Let's find out in the story.....