TIWWIS Trigger warning I suck at summaries but ayyy

#620 teenfiction 21/4/2018 "If nothing last forever," he started in a satin smooth voice. "Then me and you are going to be nothing forever." A lump grew in her throat, she tried very hard to swallow it, but she couldnt. He twirled a lock of her dark hair with his long slender fingers, playing with each strands lazily. "The rumors were wrong, I'm into brunette." Then he moved her closer to his body, his warm breath cooling her body. "I finally settled it Sam, the two of us are going to be together." He whispered as he eyes started getting droopy. The sedative had started hitting him. "Right, you still love me right?" She sought to reassure him and moved her lips against his throat, then gently nipped a vulnerable hollow. "You still want to play Cara?" His voice reverberated against her mouth, and she felt rather than heard his soft husky laughter when she shook her head in silent negation. Then his quietly voiced, "Sleep easy Cara," sent goosebumb scudding in numerous directions to places they had no right to invade. She lay thaere, unable to make a sound. Then she heard it, those three words she had been longing for from the day she first saw him. "I LOVE YOU." and within minutes she became aware of the steady pattern of his breathing. Then she quietly disentangle her self from him, hurridly wore her clothes and ran away from Max Kimball's life forever. Without a backward glance . *********** Sam Jenner came from a broken home, one she is not proud of, with her father a murderer and her mother a stripper, life couldn't get much more worse. Her only joy is a person. A boy who hardly know her, but his existence is a source of Joy to her. Max Kimball. Max Kimball is at wits end. Who was he to choose, between the person he loves and the person who loves him? But before he could decide, Sam makes a decision that shatters 4 lives. Cliche with a twist. Tap read to find out what happened next.

Xander is a writer - a wordsmith by nature and training. He's an upcoming talent that people are sure will receive future success. Despite his way with words, Xander finds himself unable to speak to his crush, Maxwell, who's a music student in the same college as him. Due to his lack of confidence, Xander does away with trying to talk to Maxwell and writes about a fictional reality where he's not so shy and he's able to date the man of his dreams. What happens when Xander losses his journal with this story? And what happens when it's returned to him by no other person but Maxwell himself? - Cover by @EPrescott

Black Moon Series Book #1 Warning: Mature content, graphic language, gay, polyamorous French food is my healthy pleasure. Sex is my stress-relief pleasure. Threesomes are my guilty pleasure. Born the single child of the most open-minded parents, I bathed in cooking ever since I was a child; now I own several restaurants and well intend to grow my business. Ever since I lost my V-card, sex has been my way to cope with busy life and stress; today, I am a Dominant at the Black Diamond, a BDSM club in Chicago owned by my childhood friend Aaron. There, I discovered the kinkiest lifestyle, and I indulge in the pleasure of multiple-partner sex. But I would like to settle down with the perfect Submissive now. My name is Mark Murray, and I'm shooting for the moon, but I might hit a star. Laziness, boisterousness and wild sex are my mottos. I'm a dropped out, an unstable soul who doesn't know what he wants in life, and if it weren't for my best friend Liam, I'd probably be a homeless. I am hyperactive, a young man full of life who is bubbling with energy, and this is why people usually like me despite my flaws. And I'm a sex on legs... a libertine, bi-sexual, volatile, I don't know what love is, but I've had all the possible experiences in sex. Or so I thought. That was until I discovered my best friend's secret life... in a BDSM club. My name is Shannon Watts, and my life is about to change as a Submissive. I had a happy childhood, until both my parents died and left me an orphan. At 18, I ran away from my aunt's town to live in Chicago, dreaming to become a skilled cook. Now I work in the best French restaurant of the city, where I would love to move on from the dishwasher position to that of cook, but things don't always go as planned. I'm a solitary guy, barely average-looking and very shy, so I spend my free time vicariously living through the gay romances and BDSM books I read. My name is Alex Simmons, and I wish the fictions I read would turn out real.