She looked up, tears drenching her dark eyelashes. She sees him in the obsidian shadows of the room. A scream is stuck in her throat, unable to erupt from her mouth. She tries to turn and run, but as she moves her feet and takes a step, muscly arms encircle her waist. She feels her body lift above the ground, and seconds later her back slams against the wall. His fingers dig into her wrists, making her feel a stinging pain shoot up her arms. Her eyes are shut tight. 'Open your eyes'. She keeps them shut. 'Open your eyes, angel'. Her head is twisted to side, wanting to melt into the wall. His broad chest pressed up against every inch of her skin. He slams her against the wall again, making her yelp in pain, 'I SAID OPEN YOUR EYES!' She opens them slowly and looks at his face. She can see his eyes, black pools of emotion. Obsession. Lust. Possessiveness. Desire. Love. Dominance. Angelica Ziva Kareem. A beautiful, young woman, who aspires to complete her degree in Medicine. Her dream? To travel the world, to be free and to help those in need. Gabriel Dominic Rodrigo. Handsome, dark, possessive. Rich and hard working to the world above. Monster to the underworld. His life? What he wants, he gets. And he has his eyes set on little Angelica.

"You're nothing but a worthless slut!" Johnathan bellowed making me stop in my tracks. Out of all the things he has said to me, that one sentence pushed me over the edge. I turned around and glared. I clenched my fist and stalked towards him. He looked confused and unaware what I was doing until I punched his jaw with all my might. He fell on the floor holding his bleeding jaw and groaning. I turned around and walked away. "I'm not a slut!" I yelled before kicking down the door and exiting the school. ************************************** Rosie Ryder is being forced to marry by her slutty mother. Her mother has tried bribing her into seeing the marriage as a good thing but Rosie hasn't gave in. So spending her last year of freedom Rosie has stopped being homeschooled and spends her senior year in a public school. With fake identity and new look she is hell bent on making her own choices for once. She hates being compared to her mother. Johnathan Beckett is an alpha who has to pose as a senior in high school to spy on his rival pack. He wants to find his mate but his anger issues get in the way when he does find her. Rosie won't fall for the alpha so easily. THIS IS NOT A CLICHE Credits: original owners of the pictures Highest rank: #8 in werewolf on June 2nd #15 in fighting

#11 in Mmf 8/2322018 #39 in TWINS 7/19/2018 #150 in ROMANCE 4/10/2018 Highest Rank #3 in AFTER DARK COMMUNITY Playlist {Book #3 ILLICIT SERIES} MMF Menage *can be read as a stand alone* You would think Sasha is your typical blonde headed, blue eyed, religious good girl just by looking at her. Except, in this case, she's a rebellious beauty looking for her saving grace. Her best friend Anna and her fiance are the only people she can count on. Her parents are strict in their beliefs. They pray before each meal, have crosses hung over every doorway, and attend church like their lives depend on it. To the outside world they look to be good, religious people, but no one can see their daughters locked bedroom door at night: no one can see their daughters frightened face as she goes in for her virtue test she's required to take every six months: no one can see the praying closet Sashas' mother locks her in any time they suspect her of straying from the righteous path. So Sasha needs someone to save her, yet maybe God doesn't have just one in mind. Bring into the equation overly dominant, attractive twins hell bent on saving their new beauty from her ruthless parents and you're in for one hell of a ride. EXCERPT:

Aaronzé Mindé had everything he could want in life as a rising high school senior: good grades, money, and girls. But he had a dark side, one that new girl Marae Bella meets by accident when she moves to Arenathalo. ...... * ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴꜱ ᴇxᴘʟɪᴄɪᴛ ꜱᴄᴇɴᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇꜱ. ᴠɪᴇᴡᴇʀ/ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ᴅɪꜱᴄʀᴇᴛɪᴏɴ ᴀᴅᴠɪꜱᴇᴅ. WEB SERIES VERSION 2018 ©

18+ This story is rated MATURE. When powerful meets precious. - "I could break you within seconds, I am the predator and you, Lizzy, are my prey. Do you want that? Do you want me to fucking break you?" The fire in his eyes, it's insane. He's so angry - yet far from scary. He's setting me on fire. When he calls me Lizzy, it meddles with my insides. From the first day I saw him, I knew he had a hold over me. He makes my knees weak and my insides flutter. My self control is nonexistent when I'm around this man. This was the moment I knew I was in trouble. Hugo Maxwell, is about to rotate my whole world and I'm not sure if I'm strong enough to stop him. Elizabeth is a single, struggling Mum. Constantly stressed and trying to make ends meet. She's strong, independent and has never had to rely on anyone. What happens when she meets Hugo Maxwell? Two yearning souls become one. Toxic yet absolute fire. We're all searching for someone who's demons play well with our own, how dangerous can that become?

MATURE Aria's POV It was the mixture of pleasure and pain that made me arch my back and let out a loud moan. I felt his hardness pressing up against my belly when he leaned in to leave a wet trail of kisses on my neck. My whole body shivered in anticipation when he kissed me. I could remember everything he could do to my body. All of the different ways he could make me come. He bit my lips hard enough for me to gasp out. I knew how wrong it was for me to want my teacher to bend me over his desk, but that's exactly what I needed. And I wasn't going to back out before I got what I wanted. Caleb's POV "I'm going to mark what's mine. I'm going to leave these here for you and everyone else to see. You're mine and mine only. You got it?" I whispered into her ear while stroking at her erect nipples. God she was beautiful. She was like a walking sin. Everything about her was driving me absolutely insane, and I couldn't get enough. I removed my fingers from her nipples and she protested with a disappointed look on her face. She's as needy as I am for her and I fucking love it. The moment she kissed me was the moment she gave herself over to me. She wasn't aware of it yet, but I was never going to let her escape from me. She was my addiction and I was enjoying every moment of her. I grabbed her ass and lifted her on to the table. She pulled me closer by my tie and pulled my mouth on her. I kissed her hard. What she whispered next made me lose all sense of control, "Fuck me, Caleb. Fuck me Mr. Cross.".

I guess you can call him the man of my dreams.... or the man of my wet dreams. Aaliyah Jones didn't know what to expect when the man of her dreams became the man of her reality. All she knew was that he wasn't human... and he had a big d*ck.

((Completed)) Incubus: in·cu·bus noun: a male demon believed to have sexual intercourse with sleeping women. He watched her from the table across the room in her favorite coffee shop. He couldn't help but notice the bruises scattered upon her caramel skin that were almost unnoticeable. She grasped the hem of her tattered blue cardigan and tugged it upward, whilst looking around to insure that no one had seen what he had done to her. Just when she began to lower her head she spotted a man. A handsome man, at the back of the small coffee shop. She couldn't help but notice a pair of piercing forest green orbs, starring right back at her. He was a powerful man. She was a powerful woman, in the shoes of a weak one. But he was stronger, and he would have her. • Tegan Cassidy was 17 years old. A senior in the most miserable years of her life; high school. She was intelligent and tricky, kindhearted, broken and curious. But the distasteful memories of high school might just be heaven compared To what's coming next... #6 in Black Girl // 1-27-19 #49 in Supernatural // 12-8-18 #2 in Italian // 10-30-18 #1 in Italianman // 4-13-19 #14 in Incubus // 5-15-19

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A Bucky Barnes x Reader AU Your back hits a massive chest, body heat engulfing you almost instantly. You're then overwhelmed by the most intoxicating scent. Spice and passion. It smells like the best sex you've only ever dreamed of. A hand presses to your lower abdomen, aiding in your stabilization after your tumble. An inhuman heat flows from the hand, pooling deep in your belly. The unmentionable place between your legs clenches eagerly, the soaking of your panties isn't too far behind. You feel the man's breath against your neck, giving you the gentlest of caresses before his lips graze the outer shell of your ear. "If you plan of living through the night, I suggest you come with me right now."