❝Read me your favorite pieces of poetry while I please you❞ I feel his hardness grow underneath me and watch as his chest begins to rise and fall. His lips part open with heavy breaths. I begin to unbutton his shirt slowly, kissing down his neck almost in the worse and possible - teasing way. The cross necklace lying there, his holiness slipping away inch by inch as I leave my sins along his untainted skin. "P-Please" The deep vibration I feel against my lips as they stay on his pulse. I smile and lift my head, with one slow grind of my hips. Alessio let's a hot moan fall from lips. His erection grows harder, as well as the pulse of my clit. My pussy directly above him. "Read to me Alessio" - Honey Rose is a eighteen year old nymphomaniac sin, her desire for sexual pleasure and the way words slipped off her tongue easily without regret, get her sent to Hartford Academy. Where studies and religion are the only things allowed to be spoken in the halls. In which a nymph corrupts the innocence of her Dean's Son. Cover by : RoseEmiliaSnape Highest Rankings - #1 in badgirlgoodboy. #1 in nymph. #1 in unholy. #1 in tension. #1 in naughty. #1 in boarding-school. #2 in forbidden. #2 in tutor. #5 in seduction. #6 in unholy. #7 in lust. #10 in innocent. #11 in temptation.

Annabelle is the runt of the litter her parents disowned her the day she was born just because they wanted a boy so he can be the next alpha. When Annabelles pack goes on vacation leveling Annabelle behind another pack comes and finds her just when she thought her life wasn't hard enough the moon goddess was ever so kind to give her a possessive alpha for a mate

PLEASE NOTE: this is the edited version, it's still the same only edited. I'm leaving the old version up because there's no reason for me to take it down. She was an unwanted runt. He's the Alpha King. She was ousted from her pack. He was looking for his Mate. She's a four foot runt. He a fully grown six foot-four inch werewolf. She was captured and tortured. He's been ruling the Werewolf World for seven years, unmated. She's 17. He's 26. "This right here," he says, moving his hands up my thigh, squeezing it lightly. "That's mine. Are we clear?" He asks, tightening his arms around my waist. "Yes." I say, trying to wiggle out of his grasp. " I don't think so kitten. You're not going anywhere until you get dressed." He whispers in my ear, huskily. "Okay." I say, hurrying off into the giant walk-in closet to get dressed.

Katie is a werewolf. She has had a rough life, one that has caused her to trust no one...... especially men. She is abused by her father. Her mother's death totally wreck her. After finally deciding to get away from her abusive father, Katie is forced to live on the streets. She is shy, quiet, fragile, innocent, broken and afraid. But maybe things would turn out for the best when she meets a certain someone. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED!! ANYONE WHO COPYS OR USES MY WORK WITHOUT MY PERMISSION WILL BE MENTALLY SPANKED. -booksmiler

Lydia is an 18 year old werewolf princess. Her parents were killed by rouges. As Lydia is training for war with the rouges with Alissia, her sister. And her uncle and friend, Lyla and John. When she goes for supplies in town she gets kidnapped by her mate Jason. Join Lydia as she tries to get ready for war with her mate trying to keep her at his house, thinking she is human. Boy is he in for a surprise. Can Lydia keep running from the matebond long enough to take down the rouges?

I was on the stage of the opera house, practicing my dances my routine and my songs. Being a werewolf helps, this opera house is for humans and werewolves so they know about us and we get along and the funny part is they think I am human, oh how I love tricking them. You see I am on a territory, so I am, rouge but hey they will never know until I leave to another one which I think won't be anytime soon. You see I can get rid of my scent and change it if I want to but I just get rid of it reasons are me and my wolf are rare and royalty my wolf is pure black with silver eyes, really you see my parents were the queen and king of the next kingdom over. But when we were wiped out everyone died except me, I was 10 then and I dug every 2000 grave for every wolf. It took over a mouth to do but hey I gave them grave stones and engraved them with my best writing. The only stone you will never fine is mine I never put one up I could not do it so there are rumors out there about me but I just ignore them. I went to bed that night curled up in a ball as I cried my eyes out from the memories and eventually fell asleep My name is Juliet Roper I am 18 years old, I was a princess, and now am an opera singer and rouge. and yet all of this is a dream, only to became different in real life. i am Juliet and this is my story

{FIRST BOOK IN 'THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE' SERIES} {2014-2018} A girl moved to California two years ago. No one knows what she looks like. All they know is that she wears a hoodie. *~*~*~* "HOLY SHIT, NOAH! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU LET THE TROLLEY GO?! COME BACK! OH MY FUCKING LIFE, FIZZY DRINKS UP AHEAD--" BANG FIZZ POP "...am I dead?" I'm suddenly grabbed by the back of my hoodie and pulled up from the ground and out of the mess of the opened bottles of fizzy which had exploded when the trolley and I crashed into them. My hands instantly go to my hood and I sigh in relief to find that it hadn't fallen off through all of that. I turn my head and look the the employee who's holding me, his face completely red and the vein in his neck throbbing. "Wassup, dude?" I smile sheepishly. *~* {HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Funny #1 in Sad And #1 in Cancer apparently }

Matteo del luca was looking for a nanny to help out with his six year old since his mafia life can be very demanding. Riley an unaware nanny from america takes him up on the offer since she needed the cash . Will riley find out about the evil mobster or will she fall in love with his milicious ways

" He raised his large hand as I squinted my eyes preparing myself for the sting that will wash across my face. But it never came, my face still feels numb and lifeless. I opened my dull eyes to see him, his eyes held anger until he saw mine. His dark black eyes turn to his gentle blue orbs. His hand cherished my check, whipping the lone tear that I didn't notice falling. "Did you think I would hurt you kitten?" He gently questioned as he rubbed circles on my tear-stained cheek. I hate him, I hate him! When I didn't answer he quickly stood up and looked down at me. "I will never let anyone harm you, I could never hurt you. You are mine. You are my kitten!" " ~~~~~~~~~~~ Holly Mccoy is a glass-half-empty kind of spirit, who works her ass off. Due to her mother and father's unfortunate passing, she is left alone with only a few friends to keep her motivated. Her boring life turns upside down when the most powerful and dangerous mafia man finds his lost queen who will warm his stone-cold heart. Elijah Luciano is a selfish, cold-hearted mafia boss. He is a hot and steamy Italian mafia man and will do anything for his kitten. Following the journey of a beautiful girl who warms up to the cold-hearted mafia man. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ None of these photos are mine. All rights reserved. Warning the first few chapters are short and a tad cringe, please give my story a chance. The story contains abuse, alcoholism, graphic injuries, blood, suicide, strong language, mature content, kidnapping, self-harm.

CURRENTLY EDITING! (I wrote this when I was like 16 LOL so I definitely need to go back through and make better. Trust the process! 😌) Peyton found herself in a rough spot in her life. Money was tight, she was getting by - barely - but something needed to change. So she decided to move in with her best friend Camryn. Camryn welcomed her best friend with open arms. But with money tight for Peyton, she also had a car that was a piece of garbage. While driving to her new home, her old beater car full of her belongings, she broke down. Panicking she calls Camryn, Camryn recommended a garage that was just up the road a few minutes. Peyton didn't know that walking into that garage would make her meet a smoking hot, dangerous, short tempered, protective and possessive man of her dreams. With tattoos that littered his perfectly tanned skin, how could Peyton not fall for Theo Martínez?