used to be #1 in fanfiction not my story. link is in story.

In the future, the Department of Soulmates and Timers gives everyone a timer on their right hand counting down to when that specific person will meet their soulmate. This solves all romantical problems, divorces, fights, and breakups. The world is a happier place. Up until Castiel Milton meets his soulmate. This is a story about love, drama, and finding the best in a person you never thought you would. WARNINGS: This piece of work deals heavily with rape, its effects physically, mentally, and emotionally on its victim(s), and the aftermath of it. Although it does not have a literally have a full out rape scene, it has scenes /right/ before and after, so while technically it doesn't, you could say that it does. It also deals with alcoholism and alcohol abuse, along with drug use, marijuana to be exact, and psychological addiction to it.

THIS IS NOT MY BOOK!!! I HAVE NOTHING TO DO WITH THIS BOOK!!!! The original book Twist and Shout by the author from achiveofourown (Gabriel (AO3)) ALL THE CREDITS GOES TO GABRIEL AND STANDBYME!!

[Edited Version ● Alternate Ending] "I will savour every part of your body; every nook and every cranny. I will make you feel like my last meal. And I will do it with your husband in the next room." Sofia's breathing became ragged. She held the stupid cookbook to her chest like a lifesaver, but she couldn't stop her heart bashing against it. And Vaughn? His hand had somehow slipped up the hem of her dress... (Cover by @ilovepizaaaa)

[Edited Version] “You ever think about letting your hair loose?” Ashton asked, his breath kissing Amor’s neck as they waltzed. “My hair’s fine,” Amor snapped in annoyance. Ashton chuckled. “That’s not what I meant.” His hands slowly hiked up the hem of her dress and her breath caught. “What are you doing?” She uneasily glanced around at the dancing couples. “Giving a new meaning to dirty dancing,” he replied quietly. And he entered her. [Cover by @zarawhite]

[SAMPLE] Reed frowned, his eyes filled with confusion when he saw that Lena seemed to be fine. "I heard a scream," he announced stiffly, standing awkwardly over Lena's bed. Beneath the sheets, Lena was torn between renewed arousal and slight mortification. Embarrassment won. "Everything's fine," she muttered, trying to discreetly disengage the battery-operated toy from between her thighs. It was a thick phallus, way too thick to silently exit her wet pússy, but finally, finally, it popped out. "But you screamed." "Because I came, Reed." His bewilderment only grew. "Came where?" And that was when Lena knew that even after what had happened between them last night, Reed was still like a newborn, an innocent. He might have been the most intelligent guy she knew but in many ways, he was still the boy he'd been before the accident that had marred his life. So she heaved out a sigh, clamping her thighs together when she felt his gaze scorch her damp skin. "I had an orgasm, Reed." She calmly spelled it out, wondering if she should mention that it was his cock she'd been imagining inside her. Now that she knew what he was packing, it was impossible to get the image out of her head - not that she was trying. Reed swallowed, a blush creeping up his neck. Lena was instantly turned on by that blush, by his obvious discomfort and arousal. So she did the most natural thing that came to her. She pulled her sheets away.

Just some Destiel smut, basically pwp

Alice McNeals, caught up in the darkness of her own mind, meets the brothers in a rather inconvenient time. Her world changes as she gets to know the world of the supernatural, and as she gets to know a man that goes by Dean Winchester. CAUTION: THIS STORY CONTAINS TRIGGER WARNINGS, MATURE LANGUAGE, SCENES OF SEXUALITY, AND MATURE THEMES. YOUR DISCRETION IS ADVISED. Inspired by sociallysherlawkward 's stories.

Sequel to Broken Soul. With Dean gone and Sam all caught up in finding him, Alice must battle her own inner demon while searching for her own. Will the finding of Dean relieve her pain or deepen it? Will they be able to go back to the way things used to be? What will happen when a new type of darkness is introduced to their lives? TRIGGER WARNING This story contains topics about self-harm, depression, sexual content, anorexia, and mature language.

Angel's am I right? Who else could lose their identity and not even know it? A Lucifer fanfiction with some romance and a slightly confusing twist. Update: if you like this story check out the first part of it's continuation (Cookie Cutter) here- http://my.w.tt/UiNb/ut3ihGF5YB