a short story erotica that is based from a males perspective, having a females parents over for dinner. I know there are spelling mistakes. please be nice for my first post

This is the mature chapter to my story, Secretly Submissive. It contains graphic, sexual content, so I decided not to put it in the original book so that my book wouldn't get removed from the site index. Thank you for reading! xo

Have you ever imagined Miraculous Ladybug with the main protagonists switching roles? Adrien Agreste lives in an apartment building attached to what is called the "Agreste Bakery." His parents, Gabriel Agreste and Emilie Agreste are the owners of the bakery, which is famous for selling the most delicious pastries in Paris. Marinette Dupain-Cheng is the daughter of Tom Dupain, a famous fashion designer across Paris; and her mother Sabine Cheng, who suddenly disappeared. Marinette was homeschooled her whole life... until one day, she attended Françoise Dupont High School. Both teenagers were promoted to be the superheroes of Paris, known as Ladybug and Cat Noir. (This would mean the love square would also be affected.) 'Even in an Alternate Lifetime' is based on how strong the power of love, truly is. Characters' age: 17-18 (strong language) (drinking and other mature content) DISCLAIMER: ❕I do not own Miraculous❕All rights go to Thomas Astruc and Jeremy Zag. 🎬Yes I came up with the plot of this story and own some characters of the story🎬 🔜Translated to Italian by: @toriin_ 🔜Translated to French by: @As_phalte 🔜Translated to Spanish by: @90selite 🔜Translated to Turkish by: @lilrzkn

[Completed] Elysia's life is turned upside-down when she's abducted by supernatural creatures with demonic eyes and threatening fangs. What's worse is she has no idea what it is they want from her, except that it has something to do with a side of her that she's never known. The chances of Elysia getting out alive are slim, but perhaps with a bit of luck and a lot of bravery she can escape with more than just her life. Excerpt: ''What trick is this?'' The creature asked, but it didn't sound like a vicious question. He sounded... confused. When I didn't answer, he appeared in front of me, snatching my face in his hand once more and growling. ''What is that on your back?'' ''I don't know,'' I blindly answered, but corrected myself quickly when his grip tightened dangerously, ''It's a birth mark, the doctors called it a... a Lichtenberg figure. My mother said I was born with it, I swear it, even though it's usually what happens when you survive being struck-'' ''-by lightning.'' All Rights Reserved © 2014 {{Warning: Some scenes may be unsuitable for audiences below the age of 15 and offensive to those of all ages. Read at your own risk.}} Highest Ranking: Vampire #1, Teen Fiction #4 A Wattpad Featured Novel

The Lovely Bite is ON SALE ON AMAZON! Link in profile! THIS NOVEL ONLY HOLDS THE FIRST 20 CHAPTERS FOR SAMPLE. Highest Ranking in Vampire- #1~ 5/31/16 1/18/21 Twenty human girls. Seven Purebloods. Adeline O'Here is taken away from her human life and is sent to a school with nineteen human girls. Seven of the girls need to be chosen by seven of the Pureblood boys. For what? To help them transition into vampires so they could rule one of the countries in the Vampire World. Adeline wants to go home and being a rebel against it isn't smart. What happens when Adeline still catches one of the seven boys attention? However, that isn't the only thing lurking after her... |Sexual Scenes&Foul Language|

Evelyn, a Disabled vampire, slowly learns about feelings after being bought by her Master as a gift for his human mistress. ....... "Hate to break it to you when you're smiling like that, but Evie, you're awful at dancing," he said bluntly as he goes in for a dip. I follow his lead and bend a bit backwards. "Dancing requires trust." "Then I guess we have a lot of improving to do together." A cheeky grin returned on the Lord of Emberwind's face as he pulled me back up. Delusional. But I guess I can entertain him for tonight.

Ashley was a shy girl with a supportive family at home atleast that's what they saw truth was at home lived an abusive step father and a mother who had no idea how to save herself let along a daughter One night Ashley walked home from a party and got attacked from something that nearly killed her. She laid in the middle of the street and cried out as loud as she could. The only person that heard her was Zero that night her life was turned around forever...

A homewrecker. A succubus. Those are some of the things they call Hayden before she dies. They are jealous of her beauty. They are envious of her luxurious life. They hate her for stealing their boyfriends. It all leads to her death. A situation turns deadly between Hayden and her former best friend. Other students watch everything unfold on a live feed and nobody does anything to stop it. Whether out of fear or enjoyment, they chose not to lift a finger to dial for help. When Hayden goes to sleep forever, something else awakens. Something corrupted. It's out for blood, and it won't stop until they pay.

"What the hell?" Oliver says reaching towards his throbbing head. He winces as soon as he touches the open hash in his forehead that's laces with dry blood. He looks around trying to gather his bearings. He's in a cell. It's locked. Upon investigating more, he sees many torture devices. Each one his eyes land on seems to be more terrifying and cruel than the last. Suddenly a door starts to open followed by screaming. A man, perhaps the one who put Oliver in here, is dragging a screaming woman by her hair. That hair, it reminds Oliver of someone. It isn't until her face is tilted up that he can place the owner of the bright, blonde hair.

SEQUEL TO FROZEN TEARS. COMPLETED. "Hey darling," a dark man with vampire red eyes greets me with a sudden hand curling around my neck and lifting me off the ground. He tilts his head and looks behind me as I claw at his hands, trying my best to get away from his powerful hold that doesn't seem to want to let me go. I don't need to breathe, but dammit it hurts when his nails dig into my skin. "I saw your little friend walk in here, and I'm more than happy to have a taste." "I'm not exactly sharing," I hiss through gritted teeth, and with a throaty laugh he drops me to the floor. I'm back up in a second, lunging for him with canines extended. // NO PICTURES THAT I USED TO MAKE THE COVER ARE MINE // Copyright 2016 - Sophia Kjeldbjerg. All rights reserved. No part of this story may be copied, reproduced, stored in a retrieval system or transmitted to anyone. It cannot be transmitted or copied by any means - such as by electronical devices, photocopies, recordings, mechanicals or any other forms - without prior written permission by the author herself. Copying this story is a violation of the copyright law.