"Shh, you have to keep quiet." He whispered, trailing his finger down my skin, leaving goosebumps in its wake. This is wrong, I know it's wrong. "Please..." I weakly pleaded, but they are all silenced by his lips latching onto mine. "You're so beautiful." He groaned.

A book to learn Japanese. The title says all. I'm still learning by myself too. If you have questions, just ask me, I'll do everything to answer your question! 😉

An easy step-by-step book to help you, yes you, learn Japanese. Originally to teach my friend, Raven. Open to use of anyone though.

In which a girl has to face the consequences of doing the one thing she was told not to

"A sex therapist?" "Yes..he's the best of the best and I think he could really solve my problem" "Ok let me know when he fucking them brains out"I roll my eyes "Its not like that its strictly business" [SMUT WARNING] ©All rights belong to me Highest Ranking #16 in fanfiction #1 in Ethan Dolan Started 2/19/18 Ended 6/12/18

Dana goes on her first road trip on her own. Thing's don't go as planned. It's a life or death situation when she meets a werewolf named Ethan, calling her his mate. - Needs work I'll edit this summary later - ⚠️ W A R N I N G⚠️ This book contains graphic content Sex Rape Abuse

Nene is an observer with an inferiority complex and a need to belong. The world is her classroom, and "reps" is all that matters. In a pursuit to belong, she rubs shoulders with those at the very top, including the school's headboy, Saviour, whom she shares a short-lived romance. But everything has it's consequences.

His eyes darken, his pupils dilating almost entirely. His warm hand cups the back of my thigh and pulls me closer, so I am now straddling him completely. I am half afraid his motorbike will topple over onto the grass, but the thought is soon erased from my mind when I feel his hot minty breath on my neck. "I want to take you over and over until your throat is sore from screaming my name." He sinks his teeth softly into the plush skin on my neck. I purse my lips, looking out into the distance to see the beautiful twilight sky. I brush my fingers through his dark hair, tugging at it so I can look straight into his eyes as I roll my hips against his. He smirks. His lips look tempting, but I only smile when one of his hand slithers up to my hip and lifts me up before yanking me back down onto the now visible bulge in his jeans. "Touch me, Kings," I whisper. "I am, doll-face." He kisses my jaw tenderly. Teasingly. I frown, taking his hand that rests on my hip and placing it on my aching heat. A surge of wetness rushes out of me. "I meant here," I say breathlessly, my eyes threatening to flutter close. - Leah Stone is only a few months away from graduating high school. As she pushes through her last year at Riverdale High, she is convinced she will graduate with no trouble. That is until Hunter Kings, Leah's longtime crush and the town's bad boy barges into her life and rouses her awake from her 18 years daydream to show her what she really missed out on in her teenage years. Midnight dinner, wild motorbike rides and endless inappropriate innuendos are only some of the things that Leah Stone will undergo on her journey with the town's bad boy. But what will happen when they finally graduate? Only time will tell. // #1 romantic #1 explicit #2 maturecontent

Please enjoy! *EDITING* Instagram is: queen.chappi Snapchat is: jordan.chapman2 Mature content She didn't want to go with him. She didn't want to be sold to a monster. Who would? She only heard of his kind in nightmares. Every instinct she possessed told her to kill herself before he could, but her heart wanted something very different. . His eyes, captured every inch of her. Other creatures were surprised there was anything left of her for them to see. He knew from the moment he saw her with chains around her wrist, he had to have her. She excited his beast and yet tammed it in the same moment. She would become all he would live for. Andrew Blood and Emily Heart. Two lives forced to join together. Two lives forced to depart. Who can survive such sweet sorrow? . . . My goal of making this story is to make you cry with emotion, make you laugh outloud so people stare at you, and make you want to vote, comment, share, and tell other people about my mistakes and greatest writting points. I hope you enjoy this story through all the goofy, sad, scary, and happy moments. Enjoy!