⭐ #1 in Sin, Lust, & Live ⭐ "Get back on the bed." Even though Adonis just fucked me, I'm intimidated, which is something I hate. I wrap men around my finger and leave them with hard-ons for a living. I'm Mistress, Baby Girl, Honey, I am whatever dream men want. Adonis sees right through it, past the facade I put up. I don't like it one bit. Especially coming from an asshole like him. This whole day he has stuck his nose up at me, acted like he is better than me when we do the same thing for a living. Our time on camera came to an end and as soon as I covered up, I was finished. The first thing out of my mouth is, "The show is done." "Well, I'm not," And with that he rips my robe in two from behind and throws me back onto the bed. I squeeze my legs closed, unsure if I'll be able to take him again after so soon. I can't deny that even with his temper and sharp-tongue, he's made me feel things I have never felt before. I don't get a chance to think it over because he forces my legs open and slams himself back inside me. Oh, Fuck.

[COMPLETED] After one drunken Friday night, Vesper wakes up and finds herself on a bed, in a room, in an apartment that she neither owns nor recognizes. She discovers that the man who owns the place is the same man who she threw a dollar at, insulted, and slapped because she thought he was a pervert hobo who hovers around bars to make a pass at drunken girls. It turns out that "Pervert-Hobo Guy" owns three apartments, a Porsche, seven hit songs, three Grammy awards, and a broken heart paired with a damaged soul. And don't forget to add these things--a raging libido, a skilled mouth, dexterous fingers, and a certain something that may or may not have caused Vesper's eyes to go wide. ~*~*~*~*~ "Your m-mother... is... outside," Vesper mumbled breathlessly. His familiar scent wafted through her nostrils--something woodsy, something citrusy--something that screamed sex on legs. His intoxicating scent befuddled her mind and she cursed herself for being so weak. Her eyes widened at the feel of his something that's definitely not his belt buckle pressing against the small of her stomach. He wickedly grinned. "That's the point. She's outside so she can't see us." He nipped at Vesper's jaw and suckled on that sensitive spot on her neck. He moved towards her lips again and tasted her mouth from corner to corner. "Sweet. So, so, sweet," he said in between kisses. Vesper was horrified at the fact that her body was betraying her. She's a person with a very strong personality, but one touch of Andray's soft lips and she's pliant. Feeling herself losing control, she responded to his kisses with equal fervor, mouth still closed. She gasped in surprise when she felt his hands move to the middle of her legs and cupped her there. His tongue took the opportunity and delved into her mouth, his tongue dancing with hers. ~*~*~*~*~ This story is intended for mature audiences only. It contains strong language and explicit scenes. Read at your own discretion. You have been warned.

He cracks open a half-smile, grabs me by my hips and pulls me closer to him; almost instantly I melt in his strong arms as if I were perfect for his body, "I know you feel the sparks too sweetheart, so when you're done playing house with that boyfriend of yours, head over to my place and let me treat you the way you should be treated." Scarlet was hooked on this bad boy Marine Ryan, but what's going to happen with the baggage he brings? Especially when he unravels her every needs. ***EROTIC STORY, CONTAINS MATURE EXPLICIT LANGUAGE AND SEXUAL CONTENT***

Lian snuck out of the imperial palace and exposed the village healer to be a fraud and a devil-worshipper. Cursed by the spurned fire god, Huogwai, and disgraced and cast out by the royal family, Lian set out with her manservant Emiru to the kingdom of fire to rid her of the curse of uncontrollable flames for a chance to regain her claim to the throne. But being a fire disciple meant she was a practitioner of the forbidden arts. For those that hunt her kind, the game had just started.

I turn around and look into his blue eyes, searching them. When I'm certain that he's not lying, butterflies erupt in my stomach and I gulp audibly. His fingers move from playing with the tips of my hair to my cheeks. I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him closer. His other hand moves from my waist to my jawline and he trails his thumb along my bottom lip. He pulls my face closer until I can smell his minty breath. His eyes close and so do mine. My head tilts to the side slowly and I feel his lips on mine. *** Natalie Bennett: a sassy 17-year-old, who, after leaving her home in Paris, starts at Lakewater high in America. Natalie is humble, sarcastic and smart, funny and forgiving. She complains when she has to wear dresses, heels and make-up and she can't stand annoying fake girls. Alex Collins: cocky, egocentric, and a magnet to the female race, that is, all girls except Natalie, who can't stand him. Alex is a player, a model, and a singer. His family is rich. He's the definition of a bad boy, but behind those ray bans hides an intelligent soft side. But when they unexpectedly bump into each other both Natalie and Alex begin to realize there might be more layers to the other than they expected. Unedited Enjoy reading! *** This book is amazing by far one of the best books I've ever read!!!! :) @DeaChloe LOVED IT SOOOO MUUCHHH!!!!😻😻🥺🥺🥺. You're an amazing writer honestly, it will forever be one of my absolute favorite books.❤️ @ShadowRose99 OMG I LOVED THIS BOOK❤❤ thankful so much for distracting me during quarantine because I have been struggling with my mental health slot during this but this book has helped me be distracted so thankful so much ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤ @Elcoopz

After surviving a tsunami together, art collector Genevieve and CEO Tristan face endless hurdles back home in the shape of vengeful exes and dark family secrets. ***** On the night before her entire life is changed, Genevieve Harding finds herself walking along Thailand's shoreline with a handsome stranger she only knows from magazine covers and newspaper headlines. Billionaire businessman Tristan Maddox is handsome and charming and it's not long before sparks fly. When tragedy strikes the next morning, their instant connection is tested in a way they never could have predicted. With their attraction pulling them together while a devastating tsunami knocks their lives into chaos, the two find themselves bound together by their shared experience. But upon returning home, life quickly becomes just as difficult as survival was. It's not long before secrets from the past and heartbreaking lies throw them back into rocky waters, threatening to tear them apart all over again. *Wattpad HQ's Editor's Pick - 2022* Content warning: This story contains mature sexual content and graphic scenes depicting a natural disaster and PTSD that comes from it. Also contains themes of blackmail and murder.

I squeezed my eyes shut waiting for pain but nothing happen. He froze smelling me. He pulled away with his eyes wide. He looked my over in shock and I looked at him confused. What was going on? "It's you" he stated. "You're the one"

"I hope you realize you made the worst f**king decision of your life." She could feel his cold icy blue eyes piercing through her soul. "I didn't ask for this..." tears threatened to fall from her eyes, her lips quivering in fear. His grip on both her wrists become tighter as he slams them hard against the wall, trapping her petite body in-between the wall and his body, "You'll never have a place in my life, let alone my heart, do you understand?" She winces from the pain from her wrists. He slams her arms against the wall again. He leans in close enough to the point where their lips are only inches apart, "I said, do you f**king understand, foolish girl?" His voice rises as he clenches his jaw in an impatient manner. She nods in hopes that he'll let go. And just like that, he lets go of her as she falls to the floor in utter defeat. What have I done... she asks herself. **Full Summary Inside** Cover by: Me, Myself, and I!

Annalise Fall seems to have everything - she's the smartest girl in her sixth form, has the perfect teachers, the perfect friends, the perfect boyfriend. The perfect life. So when everything is so perfect, why change anything? Unless the changes are out of your control. ════════ Exiting from the practice rooms, I literally took three steps forwards before a blurred figure in a red flannel shirt crashed into me from the side, causing me to lose my balance and fall, my sheet music flying in the air and scattering in different directions across the smooth floor. "Shit, I'm so sorry," the figure apologised as I pushed my hair out of my eyes. I sighed, seeing as the sheet music was sprawled all across the floor. The figure crouched down, helping me gather the sheets. I was about to tell him that it was okay, until I realised who I was dealing with. "Does a day pass where you don't attempt to terrorise me, Chase, or is this just a part of our daily routine?" I asked the boy in exasperation as he chuckled at me. "Just a happy coincidence Fall," he smirked referring to me using my last name, scanning his eyes up and down my body. "Don't you have a girlfriend to check out?" I asked defiantly, crossing my arms over my chest. "Don't flatter yourself," he scoffed. "And nope. Still no girlfriend, but I'll keep you updated," he winked. "If that's your subtle way of telling me you're not into me, excuse me whilst I go and thank the Lord," I bit back. "You don't have to pretend like you're not offended, I know you're burning on the inside sweetheart," he commented smugly. "That feeling is called relief, sweetheart," I mimicked him. "Relief that I won't fall victim to your futile and, quite frankly, disturbing attempts of flirting." "You would fall at my feet if I flirted with you," he stared arrogantly as I rolled my eyes. "You wouldn't have a chance with me if you tried," I scoffed as his gazed softened slightly. *mature topics covered