❝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.

They Are The Monsters. They Are The Princes. . . . Leyla Campbell, daughter of a corrupted politician, never expected her father to give her to them - two of the deadliest men in the world, for the sake of his reputation. They don't seem safe. They look like they'd rip her apart. She never expected that she might want them to. . . . Mature content. BDSM. Reverse Harem.

❝She kills without second thought.❞ • Micajah's PoV: "Ah!" I shout out in pain, unable to hold it in any longer. I clutch my hand to my injured leg and cry out desperately when another blow is landed to my other leg. Tears of pain gather in the corners of my eyes, and I curl into a ball of humiliation, trying to shield myself from the bullies. "You worthless piece of shit," He says menacingly, his muddy brown eyes set in a hard glare aimed at me. I flinch when I see Chance pulling back his fist, raising my arms in defense. But to my utter surprise, the blow never comes. Instead, a sickening 'crunch' resonates through the hallway, surprising me. I tentatively open my eyes once again, cautiously peeking from behind raised arms. What- or more correctly who I see takes my breath away, every fiber of my being stirring at the incandescent sight. There, standing there like an avenging angel over the groaning body of Chance in the floor is a girl. But 'girl' would be too simple of a word to describe her. Her red hair flows down in luscious curls, framing her heart-shaped face, which is set in a furious scowl. Her feline eyes are a stormy grey, the electricity in them, static. Her sharp, straight nose accenting her full pink lips that are shaped like a cupid's bow with such a perfection, giving her an ethereal look. No, the person before me is not a girl. She's a Goddess. The jocks bow their heads in submission, murmurs of "Alpha," passing around the group. My Wolf gets agitated and keeps on saying something but I ignore his persistent calls, as my fogged brain is unable to register anything except the exotic beauty standing before me. Her steel grey eyes roam around the circle in one swift movement before they settle on me, darkening, yet instantly softening at the same time. Finally, her pink lips part to let one word escape them, the one word that changes my life. "Mine," • Completed ✔️ MICAJAH IS A GUY's NAME #5 in WEREWOLF #1 in TEEN FICTION

To the world he was a beast but for her he would do anything. He could have the world but all he wanted was her. They say the things we want most are the things we can't have. For she was so afraid of him that even the thought of him could have her running for the hills. Little did she know that she was the only one who didn't have to be afraid of him. Credits for the cover go to @Chatachino for the amazing cover.

" 𝑆𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑡 𝑖𝑠 𝑑𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑠. 𝑆𝑡𝑎𝑦 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 ℎ𝑖𝑚. " ━━━━⋅~εïз~⋅━━━━ ___𝗜𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 an ordinary boy finds his obsession in the girl out of his league. Athena Garrett is a daughter of renowned billionare. Everyone thinks that she's the luckiest person to have all the luxuries. But her life behind all those tall walls of her mansion is not what she wanted. Her life takes an unexpected turn when a mysterious boy takes so much interest in her. . . ━━━━⋅~εïз~⋅━━━━ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 : The book contains slight mature scenes including the slight violence, vulgar language, drugs, toxic relationship. You have been warned. 𝙎𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙩𝙮 | 2020 Ⓒ︎𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖿𝗒𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗌 ✧ | ➳ Cover 𝗂𝗆𝖺𝗀𝖾 credits to 𝙋𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩.

MATURE CONTENT Alejandra Castillo is a successful woman. After the death of her parents, she inherits the family restaurant. She helps the business grow and, soon, it is flourishing. The restaurant becomes her world and she succeeds enough to open a second. She hasn't had time for men in her life, she's been grieving and building a name for herself. Domenico Lencioni is your typical Italian Mafia Don. His sights have been set on Alejandra for a while, but he's been giving her time to recover from her loss. He's been waiting for her to find herself again. He knows exactly what he wants, and it is Alejandra. He believes that she is finally ready for him, all these years later. Fortunately for Alejandra, Domenico has a proposition for her... THIS BOOK CAN BE FOR FREE READ ON INKITT. I am really sorry to have taken this down, but Wattpad deleted one of my books without warning and then fired me from the Creators program 24 hours later. As a result, I have removed all works. I have my profiles on here to promote my works and ask you to kindly go to Inkitt and Radish to read them, to read myself and connect with my angels.

Highest rank - #1 in werewolf Alexis isn't the average werewolf. With a case of extreme shyness together with the trauma of her parents' mysterious disappearance where she was left in the care of her Alpha where she endured even more hardships and was constantly taken advantage of.and bullied. One night after an altercation with the Alpha's son where she was beaten and almost raped, she runs away She ran far but out of misfortune she fell upon Vincent territory. The Vincent twins were known to be the most horrendous, most feared and respected wolves in the half. when found on their land and mistaken for another troublesome rogue Alex is forced to pay for her trespassing. As fate would have it the boy, Payne just so happens to be Alex's mate but with everything life has thrown at them, both his trauma and hers, is it possible love can be formed between the two? Both have had their own share of hell, Payne more so but does he have a heart when it comes to Alex? could he love her and be a mate? And if not, Will Alex survive on Vincent Territory? After all, she has to pay for trespassing. (prologue will include more about the Vincents. Not Cliche, give it a try and you'll like it.) 14+

Danny's new job as delivery boy for the local market seems routine and unexciting until he meets artist Magnum Marcel. Late twenties and sexy as hell, Danny's mind is instantly imagining all kinds of sexual fantasies of the man. Fantasies that suddenly fall into the realm of possibility when Magnum asks Danny to pose nude for his new painting.

❝I think he is attracted to her. Look at this beauty. Which man wouldn't want to keep her for himself? After all, ruling alone for such a long time he must be in search of a queen.❞ He's said to be the first creation of the moon goddess. The lone wolf, Arles. The king of all wolves. An immortal. A god. They say he ruled ruthlessly. He had the power to change the inescapable destiny of man itself. She was a mortal. A troublemaker. She didn't know what she was getting into when she crossed him. ... the end chapters are available on Inkitt for free. the link is in my bio. I don't own the picture used in the cover.

[MATURE CONTENT] "He can't make your body feel the way I can," he breathed, proving his point with a simple flick of his finger as I almost came right then and there. I forced myself to say, "I love him." "No, you don't," he said, easily. "And even if you were with him, you wouldn't be able to go a day without my touch." "You're wrong." He rammed his finger up into me. I was forced to hold onto him to keep steady, my chest heaving against his as I desperately tried to control myself. Those dark eyes stared into my own with amusement, eyebrow cocking as if asking, 'you sure about that?' His lips brushed mine, and I had to resist the temptation to push mine into his. Then they were at my ear, warm and hot and a reminder to the excruciating pleasure he could make me feel with just his mouth. "Now let's show that lover boy of yours just what it sounds like to make you come undone."