🔞 "Stop, Irina..." Michael breathed, breaking the kiss. "Your father is my lawyer. He's my friend." Irina didn't budge from his lap. Her eyes locked onto his, defiant and hungry. "Then he'll be happy I'm in good hands." "Don't be naughty, applehead," Michael warned, his voice losing the battle against his heart. "I don't care," she whispered, leaning back in to claim him. When the King of Pop falls for his attorney's daughter, the line between professional loyalty and personal desire evaporates. Can they win their love?

In the very depths of hell, do not demons love one another? . Seonghwa drinks blood and kills humans - something he has been alone about in the hundreds of years he has been alive. But something changes within him when he sees the dying warrior lying in masses of blood and mud, begging him to be saved at any expense; that's when the bloodthirsty vampire becomes a serial kisser. . UPDATED once or twice every two weeks!! . Published: 1st of April 2023 Finished: yet to be... - ♦♦♦ - BEST RANKINGS: #1 blooddrinking #1 seonghwa #2 ot8 #2 swordfighting #3 gothic #6 immortal #11 horrorromance #15 darkfantasy #31 medieval #68 blood #90 war #119 soulmates #163 killing #168 vampires #203 woosan

• James leaned in to her ear "you're trouble Celeste Song" he pulled back and looked at her dead in the eye. She picked up her glass and took a sip of the martini "Oh babe, you have no idea" • Let me introduce you to Celeste Song. A little redhead from the UK moved over to Brooklyn. She works and spends most of her time with her best friend, Steve. She meets Steve's best friend, you guessed it, James. ------------------------------------------------------ This story is 18+ so please respect the adult content and age restrictions. A little warning right here, this contains: Alcohol use Smut Rough sex Swearing Drug use Violence Kink's Marvel characters do not belong to me, Celeste and Jas do. Based loosely around a good friend of mine - wild and brash.

Wanda Maximoff, was living a normal life, as people thought, but it was worse. Her boyfriend, Mark abused her and she was warned to tell no one. She told no one about it, because she was scared. Clark Kent was emotionally pressured after the loss of his love, Lois Lane as she is dead. What happens when their worlds collided? Ships in it: Wanda x Clark Bucky x Carol Steve x Nat Pietro x Yelena <3

𝗦𝗘𝗖𝗥𝗘𝗧 ㅣUn grupo de ocho piratas encuentran a una chica misteriosa que parece tener un secreto. Los piratas de Treasure encontraron a una chica en medio de una tormenta justo cuando estaban en su viaje hacia Atlantis. La chica ofrece ayudarlos a cambio de su estadía y que no cuestionarían sus conocimientos. Todos aceptan y se llevan bien con ella, pero a uno de ellos no le caía bien. Este era Seonghwa, el más gruñón del barco. A la chica, cuyo nombre era Hae-an, no le importó mucho su mala actitud. Pero a medida que el viaje se pone difícil, estos dos se unen en busca de protección y cariño.

De repente, un papel cayó de su cuaderno sin que él se diera cuenta. Al principio, pensé que era solo una hoja más, pero cuando me agaché para recogerlo, algo en el papel me detuvo. Al instante, reconocí la letra. Espera... ¿esto es...? Mis manos temblaron ligeramente al sostener el papel. La caligrafía era inconfundible. ¿No puede ser...? Miré a Hyunjin rápidamente, y al ver que no me había notado, me quedé paralizada por un momento. ¿Él... es el que me ha estado dejando las notas todo este tiempo? Inicio: 17/01/2025 Fin: ??/??/????

Reaccioné unos segundos después e hice una leve reverencia, pues me habían enseñado que debía tratar a los clientes como si fuesen de la realeza. Y de la realeza si era el muy imbécil. Desde ese día lo apodé como "el príncipe de hielo", por la manera tan fría en la que me había tratado. Lideres de la mafia II: Hwang Hyunjin es la segunda historia de la saga de mi cuenta "Líderes de la Mafia". La primera fue de Han Jisung. Las historias no están seguidas, es decir, se pueden leer sin orden, pero es recomendable seguir el orden establecido para comprender mejor como funciona todo el universo que he creado. Esta historia contiene lenguaje vulgar, contenido +18 y tramas más adultas por la temática de mafia, aviso a todos los lectores antes de empezarla. La imagen de los idols mencionados en ella solo se usa con fines estéticos, no se pretende sexualizar ni hacer mal a los idols en los que se basan mis personajes.

( ⚓️ ) ˚✧˚ 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐉𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐘 𝐈𝐈 ❝ a simple collection of all my ateez works from tumblr ❞ ˞ series of one-shots. ˞ reader x ateez. SMALLS © 2020

"I want to know why you do it." "Why I do what." he asked, stripping off his overcoat. He flung it over the back of the couch without much thought as he began unbuttoning his shirt. "Why you always save me. Every time I'm in trouble you always come to my rescue." I blushed as he kept undoing buttons and turned away as he slowly revealed his chest. "Should I not?" He asked in a bored tone. "That's not what I- I'm sorry. I don't mean to sound ungrateful. I just want to know why." I spun around to face him again during my apology and was unable to take my eyes away from him as he peeled his shirt off himself. He was covered in a thin sheen of sweat and my eyes roamed his chest appreciatively. As my eyes drifted lower, I noticed a thick scar course from the left side of his abdomen, across his hip and down before disappearing beneath his waistline. Realizing I was staring, I blinked a couple of times and cleared my throat before looking up again. His dark eyes were already looking at me. "You're important to them." His reasoning made my heart ache. As he turned to head to the bathroom, my next words stopped him in his tracks. "What about you?" He stood there with his back turned to me. Minutes passed, but it felt like hours before he finally turned, casting his beautifully dark gaze on me again. "Am I important to you?" Our eyes never wavered from each other. His heavy bootsteps echoed in the silent room as he stalked towards me. He didn't stop until he stood toe to toe with me. His hand slowly came up to cup my cheek. His eyes dropped down to my lips as his thumb lazily drug across them. His hand traveled to my hair, threading his fingers through the strands before releasing a heavy sigh and meeting my eyes, scorching me with the fire behind them. "There are feelings for you that I wish I didn't have." Cover credit - @escape-from-realitys-stuff