His face relaxes and it clicks. I know him! I just saw him naked on Tumblr. "I'm sorry, but are you ... Mickey Vale?" He smiles. "Yes, I am. How do you know that?" ... Penny is a college student working as a maid in a hotel when she accidentally bumps into the celebrity staying in the penthouse suite. Michael Valentino, AKA Mickey Vale, is kind, handsome, and incredibly ... talented. Probably because he's a well-known adult entertainer. Penny has always been a fan, so when presented with an opportunity to experience his skills for herself, she can't say no. In the aftermath of their fling, their friendship turns into romance. But how will she deal with the reality of dating someone whose job is to sleep with other people? ... *Completed, unedited. Frequent explicit sexual content, intended for 18+ audiences ONLY. This is a work of fiction. Any similarities to real persons, places, or events are completely coincidental. Please remember to vote and comment!

Highest ranking #1diverselit #1 in blackgirl #1 in bwwm #2 in scheming #9 in aesthetic Set in the 17th century in the fictional Empire Of Holy Souviera. Alfonzo II , Emperor of Holy Souviera ,a powerful empire , filled with riches and fertile lands and a peaceful nation. But how long will the peace last when the Emperor dies of illness? Most importantly who will rule the lands after him? A power struggle begins between his power hungry wife ,his ambitious three legitimatel children and his bastardized daughter from a failed marriage: Luciola.

"You make me want to keep dancing, even when the music stops." • • • Ever since her father died of a stroke while she was dancing for him, Fiona has been afraid to dance in front of others. She closed up her talent behind locked doors and only dared to dance to the mirror; There was nobody she could hurt when she was alone. So what happens when the mirror suddenly reveals another person that catches her as she's about to lose footage in a pirouette? Someone who dares her to dance with him, to step outside her comfort zone. Life-happy Adam sees a lost but gifted girl, afraid to show her talent. Her life has been standing still for so long, she's turned into a dancer without movement. So what does he make her do? He makes her pirouette.

Bringing the dead back to life? It was possible. A story about undying love. "All I had wanted was to attend this sick college party, when my best friend Ethan and his twin-sister Dakota persuaded me to watch them bring Elvis back to life. What I got instead is a girl from the 40's "How did I end up here?" She threw in. "Good question!" I nodded, pointing at her. "That snoring guy right there invented a 'life-serum' and he intended to bring Elvis Presley back to life, but then an accident occured and, well, you were there," I explained. "Don't worry, I was an accident too." She started laughing, and it instantly brought a smile to my lips." (Written from a guy's perspective) THIS ONE IS A LITTLE DIFFERENT FROM MY USUAL WRITING STYLE. IT'S A CUTE LITTLE STORY AND I TREAT IT AS SUCH.

The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake

[PRIVATE CHAPTERS] [IF YOU HAVE NOT READ CONTROL. READ THAT ONE FIRST!] Chayse glared at him as he sat with that smug smirk on his face. He irked her to no end. The man simply didn't know when to quit. She was starting to think that pissing people off was his preferred pastime. Hell, why wouldn't it have been? He was definitely good at it. If it was an Olympic sport he'd take the gold medal every time. They had been sitting in the heavy silence for a few moments and it was starting to piss Chayse off so she decided to break it. "Do you possess a talent other than pissing people off?" She questioned. She watched as he moved from the spot where he had been leaning against the wall and she knew he was going to do it. Knew he was going to invade her space and make it hard for her to breath, to think straight. Every time he did that her brain went into a state of confusion and her thoughts were utter Chaos. "Of course I do." He stated leaning down, his warm breath ghosted across her neck before he whispered in her ear, "I can make you cum with only my tongue. Would you like a demonstration?" Before she could respond, Nik had hoisted her high. Her ass sitting at the top of his chest. He looked up briefly. Those blue eyes locking with her hazel ones. He gave that smug smile again before lifting her even higher and allowing his head to disappear under her dress. Chayse felt the first slow swipe of his tongue over her panties clad pussy as he moved forward placing her back against the wall. All she could do was throw her head back...and moan.

"I've come to discuss your side of the deal we made earlier." He sat on the bench, his towel wrapped tightly around his waist. "Okay, what you got for me?" Here goes. If I didn't get it out now, I never will. "I want you to teach me how to be sexy." Allison (Ally) is tired of being overlooked by the opposite sex. Every guy she knows goes for the overly sexy girl who wears revealing clothes, and tons of makeup, and is ready to drop it low at a moment's notice. So where did that leave girls like her with standards? Lonely and frustrated. But not anymore. Ally is prepared to do something drastic to increase her chances of snagging the man of her dreams, Brandon. The sexy jock has been on her radar since the moment she met him. And when a golden opportunity presents itself for her to try something crazy, she decides to throw caution to the wind. Drew, Brandon's best friend, needs her help for the millionth time and Ally decides it's time to stop doing his work for free, he has to earn it, but is he willing to pay the price she asks and help her with her plan to snag Brandon? Or does Drew have something more devious in mind like snagging her for himself?

ʻʻWhat's forbidden is always the sweetest.ʼʼ This is a story where you're going to hate him. You might even hate her. The two people who are doing something very wrong in other people's eyes, but to them it's the most right thing they've ever done. He consumes her whole. He's a bastard and she hates him at times. But there's a thin line between hate and love. And she can't help herself but fall in love with him. Even if her love should never happen, even if she loves the man she should never have. He's not the man for her, she's not the woman for him. Yet they still let themselves get sucked into the depth of forbidden pleasures.

"Hey, what happened to your face?" I asked my seat partner, CJ. He turned and took out his book ignoring my question. I took his hoodie down to see the whole damage, "did you get into a fight or something?" I asked. He again didn't answer. I touched his arm, but he pulled away. "Leave me the fuck alone," he finally said. Because of her mother's career, Bianca moves every year. Every year she can choose to be someone different, this year she chooses to be CJ's savior.