Slutty girl gets fucked by her senpai~

Hermione Granger wants revenge on Ron. The perfect person for her plan is Draco Malfoy. All she has to do is make him fall for her, easy as cake, right? But is it that easy to win Draco Malfoy's heart? All Draco Malfoy wants is for Pansy Parkinson to leave him alone. The only girl who'd make that happen is none other than Hermione Granger. All he has to do is use his Malfoy charms and seduce her, right? And then she's his? » all copyright belongs to FigmentofAnnie / ihootanniex3 /escapism- 2014© « **Featured in the official Wattpad @Fanfic Harry Potter Fanfiction reading list** ** lovelycover by @cloudstars **

Lydia is a hardworking student, and she applied for college which she got accepted. Her roommate is a guy, Ryan. He's a fuckboy, a.k.a player, and brings in a lot of girls. Can Lydia cope with Ryan's fuckness?

I'm not that good a cook but I could already tell that new roommates and outrageous dares do not make for a good recipe; that is a normal life. But what can I say? I could always improvise with some life changing truths, and a little dash of slightly unrequited love. Oh wait. Wrong cookbook. *Undergoing a COMPLETE Revamp*

[COMPLETE][EDITING] Ace Hernandez, the Mafia King, known as the Devil. Sofia Diaz, known as an angel. The two are arranged to be married, forced by their fathers, joining the two Mafia's. But Sofia eventually learns, even the devil was once an angel. Cover by @alluringathena *This book is more of a romance book than Mafia book and I hope you enjoyyy*

Dark and sexy, Damon Carson has a reputation for turning down confessions from every single girl on campus - including Zoe's bestfriend Trish. But Zoe doesn't care, she finally has her own dorm room, her childhood best friend is finally single , and her grades are top mark. But what happens when a fire next door changes Zoe's perfect life forever? With no place to stay Zoe's neighbor is suddenly forced to live with her, and to make things worse not only is it a boy, but Damon Carson himself ! While trying her best to keep their cohabitation a secret Zoe must share a room with the sexiest guy she's laid eyes on while trying her best not to fall in love with this irresistible heartbreaker.

"Can you hand me my water, sugar?" he asks with a huge stupid smile plastered across his face. I stutter out "D-don't you have legs?" I'm having trouble with my words due to his attractiveness. "Well, duh. But what fun would it be to use them when I could have you get it for me, sugar." he smirks. "Do not call me sugar. It's creepy." I say indignantly. "What do you suggest I call you. Since you seem to act like you know it all." he says, looking at me expectantly. "What? You're not making any sense, I literally just got here, I'm not acting like anything." "Yeah, okay, whatever, what do you want me to call you?" he says flatly. I sigh. "How about Alice. My name." I say. "Oh my god! Like Alice In Wonderland!" He says -a little too enthusiastically- as he jumps up from the couch, looking like he just discovered something amazing. "No. Don't call me that." "Why, does it bug you?" "Yeah, actually it does." "In that case, it's nice to meet you, Alice In Wonderland." he reaches his hand out for me to shake it, with a smug look on his face. I place my hand on my hip. "Okay, maybe I need to break it down for you, It's Al-ice" I say, treating him like he's a 3 year old, which so far, is where I'm pretty sure his brain stopped learning. "Well, Al-ice, It's nice to meet you." Alice Thompson moves to a new college campus with her best friend Acacia. But will an unexpected mess up in the roommates Alice finds herself battling the boy shes cooped up with. What will happen as they grow closer. Maybe in the end things are more tempting than we think.

*UNFINISHED STORY, WILL NOT BE UPDATED* "Can i help you?" I stared at the boy sitting on the couch "Yeah you can, what the fuck are you doing in my room" "T-this is my room". "I think you're mistaken sweetheart"

In between his fingers is a cigarette. Sleeves of tattoos decorate his tanned arms. He brings trouble wherever he goes. He has a bad boy reputation that he'll do anything to keep. He never fails to have a smirk decorating his lips. He'll burn the world around him if he's given a match. He's the devil himself. While the devil may be hot as hell, he has no guardian angel and doesn't care who burns in his flames. All hell breaks loose when Aurora Carter decides to play his dangerous game.... She does the bravest thing any girl at her school has ever done. She punches the bad boy.

He just stood there. His dark, piercing eyes relayed no signs of any emotion. He ran his hand through his wet, dark hair. He put his hand in his pocket and leaned back against the wall, as if waiting for me to continue. "This is wrong. Plain wrong. It...just happened and we have to get over it. A moment of weakness. Yes, that's what it was.",I said, looking around. He stayed silent. His features were partly hidden by the walls of the narrow alleyway and partly illuminated by the minute streaks of moonlight that were successful in reaching us through the canopy of thick clouds overhead. "What? Are you going to say something? Isn't this freaking you out?",I asked exasperatedly. "Is what freaking me out?",he asked, a hint of a smirk tracing his lips. "Oh, I don't know. Maybe the fact that we aren't supposed to be meeting, like this.",I said, pointing around the dark alleyway that surrounded us. "Or maybe the fact that we're stupid enough to be meeting like this, without any fear of getting caught.",I said. He stayed silent for a while. His eyes were guarded, as usual. I swear, it was impossible to read this boy. He pushed himself off the wall and walked two steps forward until I could smell his coconut hair gel and his dizzying cologne all mixed together. I looked up at him and he smirked as he looked down at me. He took another step forward, stepping closer to me and I took a step backwards. My back hit the wall behind me. He put his hands beside my head, his palms pressing against the cold stones of the wall. I looked up at him. Our chests were pressed against each other. I felt my heart rate accelerate. I felt his breath mix with mine, just as it did a while before. He leaned towards my ear, sending shivers down my spine despite the warm breath that was hitting my ear. I felt his light stubble brush against my cheeks. "It's always more fun when there's a fear of getting caught, isn't it?",he whispered, trailing his hand down to my waist. ---