His dainty hands gripped the wooden door frame, his body pressed against it softly. His head arose, with pink pinched cheeks and shy fluttering eyes. "I remember when you let the sit my head on your lap.", he said looking her backside up and down. "Hmmm", she hummed in reply. "I was beaten up by some boys and you protected me...I felt pathetic that a girl had to save me." His body twitched at a thought, "I remembered that you smelt of green apples and peaches. And that your thighs were really warm. So warm that I almost fell asleep. And your skin felt of soft velvet." Her body turned to stare at the boy. Her eyes felt similar of that very day, he didn't like that look, it was the look of pity, a look the reminded him that he was a boy to her not man. "I also remember your hand playing in my hair and tracing the bridge of my nose. That was my eternity, dream, daydreams, pictures, anything that reminded me of that memory." Her eyes sized the boy in front of her, "I know you look at me and see your friend's little brother...or that poor boy who needed saving...but I want you to know that I am no longer a boy, but a man. For you, and only I want to be that and more." Her bright eyes glaze over, her expression was placid and unreadable. "Ok, Man"

Status: COMPLETED _Ranks_ #1- prettyboy (September 13 2020) #1- femdom (September 30th 2020) "I-i-" Darlington began. He had to get it off his chest, but how would he approach it ? Maybe if he- "If you have something to say, then say it before you blush to death" king sneered and Darlington was angry now. Why would she say that to him? That's not right. After she- "You stole my first kiss!" He blurted out and he instantly regretted it as he used both his hands to cover his mouth. No-no -no!!!! What has he done?! But he was stil angry, king's surprise turned into a smirk as she knew how heated up he was. She knew he won't think straight at this point. "So do you want to have it back?" King asked, teasingly. "Yes! Wait wha-" Darlington was saying. He only realized his answer when it was too late. ♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦ Her name is Josephine king, the only girl on the basket ball team. She has the money, the looks and the aura. Olive skin, brunnet neck length hair and grey eyes. She really is a beauty. And her height. Standing at a beautiful 5'7 ft while..... Darlington Kenneth, the one nerd with round oversized glasses, black hair, emrald blue eyes and has a thing for the baby blue colour. Standing at a cute 5'5 She takes interest in his shy character. How easy it was to make his face red, but oh if only it would be so easy to get him all for herself. She takes the lead to enlighten him,she'd teach him how to be both good and bad. Cover is under construction, i take in suggestions for it More info of the story is in the prologue Enjoy!!!😇😊😊😊😊

A story in which a 35 year old business woman finds herself infatuated with Her CEO's son she was asked to teach. Things escalate when she starts to find it harder and harder to keep her dominant side at bay when it comes to keeping the boy in line.

***Wannan labarin somin tabi ne. Za a iya samun cikakken labarin akan manhajar Okada cikin watan Janairu, 2021. In sha Allah*** *** #1 aure 9th 01 2021 Tarihi yana kunshe da fuskoki da dama. Banda na wucewar abunda ya shude harda kasantuwar abunda ya shude a rayuwarmu ta yanzu. Sannan a duk lokacin da aka Maimaita tarihi, farashin yana karuwa ne fiye da kima. Hakan ne ya faru da Maryama-Siddiqa a lokacin da ta dauki alwashin bazata bari ta maimaita tarihi ba duk da kasancewa dukkan alamu sun nuna hakan ne yake shirin faruwa. Bayan zaman aure na tsawon shekaru ashirin tare da mijinta Sufyaan Barkindo Sajoh, sun gamu da kalubale wanda ya sa Sufyaan tono abunda ya dade da burnewa yayinda Siddiqah ta jajirce wurin neman 'yancinta daga rayuwar da ta samu kanta a ciki. Sai dai komai ya kwabe musu a lokacin da suka samu masu kalubalantar matakin da suka dauka. Siddiqa ta gamu da abokan hamayyar da suke neman rayuwarta wadanda bazasu tsaya ba har sai sun ga karshenta. Shin zata zakulo kanta daga wannan kangin, ta samu rayuwar da ta yi karfin halin mafarki wa kanta, ko kuwa za a maimaita tarihi ne? Shin wani bangare Sufyan zai zaba idan tura ta kai bango? ***

My poems are my possession my inner expression,my views and ideas but the best part of it is they are my though exactly.

"James McGregor, CEO of McGregor industries, has passed away yesterday evening after a long battle with cancer. James McGregor, aged 63, was one of the-" Elizabeth shut the TV off, she couldn't bear to listen to this... She had been there when it happened, she did not need it to be repeated. Elizabeth Waverton had been Mr. McGregor's personal assistant for the last three years. During that time the two of them had gotten close. They became friends, as he was as a father to her. Ms. Waverton was seen by many as one of the best personal assistants that there was. Most didn't last long at the McGregor's, but Ms. Waverton did. She was known for making anything possible, having connections all over town and anywhere you can imagine. But now that her former boss and friend is dead the company will be taken over by James McGregor jr. the son of her boss. Elizabeth had never quite taken a liking to this man, but he however has taken an interest in her...

Tobias and Talia are complete opposites, yet thrown together in an arranged marriage. Can they navigate married life in the wake of a terrible tragedy? ***** After being pressured into an arranged marriage to merge their families' companies, Talia and Tobias are stuck living together as husband and wife. Although they are both unhappy, neither tries to make the best of it. Tobias is too busy, and Talia is too distraught by the tragic death of her former fianceé, Jason. But as time goes by and they spend more time together, an undeniable attraction develops between the two. Despite this, Tobias can't seem to see past his jealousy of Jason and accept Talia - and Talia, plagued by guilt, is unwilling to let Jason go. Are the two heading for better - or are they headed for far worse? [[word count: 50,000-100,000 words]]

The journey of 16 year old Hanan as she takes her first step into the real world. The University. She faces a lot of challenges and trials from life. Will she be able to withstand it all? And who will be able to mend her broken heart?

Disclaimer ***Before you start, this book is now just a preview, don't ask about the rest of the book. It will be available in prints in sha Allah. Not on wattpad*** Scrolling down her phone, Zeena was reading her message log, when suddenly she stopped at a particular one that sent her heart racing, sending shivers down her spine. She almost dropped the phone. Not that she'd not seen odd messages before but this one, in particular, brought her world crashing; because she'd never seen this message before, how would it be that she was the person that sent it? How could she not remember ever writing this message? The words, the contents all didn't make sense. Her head started spinning and she felt light headed, her knees became weak like melted rubber. Before she knew what was happening she felt herself collapsing...

A perfectly planned life; the prospect of living in the city as the wife of the most handsome man she or anyone in her village had ever seen. what happens when the life of an unsuspecting village girl is thrown into chaos as she faces the truth behind the glamour and excess of the city dwellers?