For her & her son, she'll find the strength to let go, love again & rebuild.

-𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬- "Would you get on your knees for me?" "If you asked," he breathes out. I hum and trace his plump lips with my forefinger. "I don't ask, darling." It seemed that's all I had to say because he dropped to his knees before me, not once breaking eye contact. "Good boy."

{BoyxBoy} "Well I need a wife, if you haven't noticed a wedding is supposed to take PLACE!!" Gustavo yelled making me shrink in fear. He's one scary dude. "Where are we going to get a bride?, It's late" his mother said trying to reason with him. His eyes roamed around the room before it landed on me. "What about him?" Gustavo suggested, his eyes boring into mine, making me shrink a little with fear and discomfort. I wasn't scared of him, it was just that I'm naturally a shy person, so obviously someone who was oozing with such aura would make me panic a bit. "He looks just like his sister, the same skin colour, his hair is shorter but we can work with it" he was talking to himself now, but his gaze was still fixed on me. His eyes then darted to his mother who looked the same as my mother, stressed. "Put him In her wedding clothes, mother go tell the priest not to add the kissing part, I want the wedding short and fast" he said before leaving the room. Slamming the door in anger, which made me flinch ----------- Blake has got to be one of the most unlucky people ever, having to be the first person to notice his sister's disappearance to being the only one who can save his parents face from being ridiculed. He has no other choice but to wed his sister's fiancé-who he has a crush on-, will Gustavo decide to take revenge for the embarrassment his sister almost cost him or will he learn to live and love his new husband. ........... Aug 7th- Aug 23rd You guys might not know it, but you guys mean so much to me for the love and support you've given me and my book, thank you so much ❤️🫂

Luca is a 28 year old mafia don, who is trying to better himself mentally with everything he's been through, he just wants to feel free. Kiana is a 24 year old therapist dealing with her own emotions and shit, she just wanted an escape. They meet and attempt to help each other, no romantic feelings but life makes everything harder and they can't stay away from each other. ** There is a lot of mature content in this book and I will not be putting warnings before as it will be long: this includes, sex (between more than one partner), drug abuse, sexual assault and harassment, mental illness and others. Please do not read if you feel as though you will be triggered** He stalked his way towards her. No words were uttered. Pure lust evident in their eyes. He backed her into a corner, she was looking everywhere but him, she couldn't, she shouldn't. His hand toyed with the hem of her dress. He hesitated. His mind was racing with thoughts of how he shouldn't, he couldn't. Her heartbeat picked up, her breaths quickened, her body needed him. He saw the affect he had on her. Pulling up her dress, he saw she had no panties on. Enraged he wrapped his hand around her neck, choking her, making her look into his eyes. His other hand slid into her folds, she was soaking wet, just for him. She whimpered in response. She couldn't get enough. Her hips rocked back and forth along with his fingers. He added another. Yet to kiss her, he pushed the thought out of his head. Her body began to rock faster, causing moans to fall from her mouth. He bent down to her ear and whispered, "Perché non possiamo semplicemente stare lontani gli uni dagli altri belli?". (Why can't we just stay away from each other beautiful?).

Intro I needed to forget, I needed to feel wanted, at least just for that night and I did. He was young and handsome with muscles so defined his massive biceps bulged from the seams of his shirt. It was a night of pure pleasure with no names exchanged while I held nothing back letting myself enjoy him as he handled me roughly with skill. When morning came I left without a trace thinking I would never see him again but to my surprise I couldn't have been more wrong. ..... "Mom this is my friend Jayce," Tyler my son announced entering through the front door. I turned a pale sheet of white when I saw who came walking up behind him. Oh god what did I do?! I looked down at the floor waiting to see it crack because I was sure any second it was going to break open and suck me down to hell for what I had just done. Heartbroken looking for a way to escape, Mia has a one night stand with a stranger to take away the pain if only temporarily but what happens when that one night stand (and the best sex of her life) ends up being her son's new best friend? A/N The characters in this story are all adults over the age of 20. This is not some Mrs. Robinson type of story where an older woman seduces a teenager. FYI : This is my first finished story and not one of my greatest. I just republished it and it has a lot of old notes from when it was first published so please ignore those.

"Listen I know we've been flirting and shit but that doesn't mean I like you, okay" I cross my arms again and slightly smirk. He smirks down at me and he opens his beautiful mouth. "If that's true, then why did I hear you using the dildo while moaning my name?" Son of a bitch. ____________________________________ Being friends with your neighbor isn't that bad. Need milk? He's got it. Need sugar? She's got it. Ever since she moved into the apartment next door to him, they got close and eventually became close friends. But what happens when four years of friendship starts to turn into something more. Do they want this or do they ignore it? Penelope Jones is a tough woman. She's always on top of things and is always working to improve on her cafe, to make it thrive. She has no time for silly things like relationships, hookups, vacations, especially after everything she has been through. And she's perfectly happy with her life right now, right? Grayson Miller is a caring and funny guy. He's always checking on Penelope, either in her apartment or cafe. But he rarely talks to the tenants in his apartment floor, the only exception is the girl he's had his eyes on. But he conceals his feelings, knowing she has no intentions of dating and knowing she will never reciprocate his feelings, right? TW: Abuse and mention of abuse, stillbirth and slight SA All rights belong to me and to this page only. I really hope you enjoy this story. Start date: 12/16/22 End date: 4/23/23

(18+ EXPLICIT CONTENT) "Attract a lot of attention, huh beautiful?" His voice hit me like a wall, absurdly catching me off guard. It was deep, sensual, something any girl (or boy) could melt over. I was sort of speechless, yet trying my best to appear unafflicted. "Only the wrong ones." That was definitely drunken me talking, as I didn't usually have that much confidence. His lips twitched up into a smirk, expressing that he understood my comment. "Does that mean that I'm in that category?" My palms began to grow sweaty and my heart rate picked up, but otherwise my body remained relaxed, appearing completely fine. It similar to when you're on autopilot, completely withdrawn due to intoxication. "I suppose not," I crossed my arms, putting on this seductive persona just for him. This fueled his smirk, about to murmur another comment before I cut him off. "You'll have to show me, though." *** Amelia Hollis was a 23-year-old writer at one of the local publishing companies, assisting a very handsome man and writing articles left and right. Her and her best friend, Aviary, lived together in a cute little apartment off the central part of the city, yearning to create new memories and important moments. Amelia always lived for the moments, taking in every little detail and savoring it like it was her favorite meal. She was an optimist, hoping to change peoples lives with her dreams. James Vallette was a 34-year-old CEO, building his company from dirt with the help of his brother. He was a realist, not really having time to deal with dreams or even love. He knew this the night he laid eyes on Amelia. It was only casual; what harm could a one-night stand do? Oh yeah, he's her dad's boss.

" When I'm finished with you, your will to live will be to make me cum. I'm gonna ride your face and I expect you to swallow every drop like it's the last thing you'll ever taste. You will do that like a good boy for your mistress won't you?" They say opposites attract. Or do they??

a collection of gay one shots <33 (got taken down 🙄)

HELLO MY LITTLE BABIESSS!!!!!💋💋 So look some of my chapters have uncomfortable settings like suicide or certain type of kinks like CNC (Consent Non Consent) , Knife Play, Gun Play, but other then that for all my ladies who loves those men with Tattoos, Guns, Big Dingalings, And Money here you goooo💕😘😘 ENJOY!!