Set in England 1938. --- Includes mature themes, bad language, daddy kink, age gaps and mention of death. All Rights Reserved, pokemonmiall, 2014-2015 cover credits to kylah @loitering

"Be a good girl and come sit on daddys lap."

Her lips were delicate and virtous, yet so nefarious, drawing him deeper into what he had already fell into. Her innocence was like an intoxicating drug to him, wanting nothing more but to feel the high of it all. His sinful ways were an addiction to her, wanting him to corrupt her ethical mind and send her into euphoria. Two divergent minds, had somehow integrated into a deviant and such a demurring narcotisation. [highest ranking - #46 in fanfiction]

Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.

About a naive girl in school whom is loved by her brother's friends. And about a man who's slowly losing the life he used to live because of this naive schoolgirl.

❝do you know why you're in your room?❞ ❝because daddy put me here.❞ ©Narry-My-Storan 2015 || Kay Luke Daddy Kink

Amber McAllen is just an ordinary Mahomie. She's been there from the start. Watching videos of Austin since he was 14, hanging up posters of him all over her walls. Amber bought every CD he ever sold. But that one day, when she finally met him. Everything about her changed.

please don't comment crap on this story, I made it when I was very young and clueless. I understand it sucks and it's gross. // "You're nobody important, just a little girl to fill my sexual needs" Harry's sickening voice is adamant. Tears prick my eyes, but I've got to stay strong. There is no way he will see me cry. "So that's all I ever was to you? After everything we'd been through?" I take a deep breath and shut my eyes, wanting to erase all of our memories together. "Don't think of it as a one time thing." He says, grabbing his coat off of the couch, as well as throwing on his shoes. "What do you want me to think of it as then!?" I yell, a tear or two slipping down my pale cheeks. All this time we'd spent had to have meant something to him, it had too have. "Think of it like this Arabella, in my mind no strings were attached in our 'relationship', everything was more so.." He trails off opening the door ready to leave. "Well more so like first person who falls in love is the first person to be..." And with that I'm left to a shut door and a broken heart. ___ Copyright © 2014 TheDarkestOnes |All Rights Reserved| Highest Rank: #1 in yes daddy #19 in fanfiction #5 in sir #4 in after warning: self harm/rape content, read at your own risk.

Everything could have been simple and nice. But no, you have to try and run. No one runs from me, not even you my darling.