❝P-please,❞ He whimpered, holding my hand over his erection. It was perfectly hard and ready for me, straining against his boxers in the most delicious way. "What is it that you want me to do, baby?" "Touch me," He moaned and drew his head back when I ran my tongue over his clothed cock, sucking his hardness gently. "You make me feel so good...𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦...I want more." His mother always told him that greed was a sin, and his father said girls were the devils confidants. Orion Miller was greedy as hell for a taste of me, and denying him of what he wanted would have been wrong. With my teeth pulling his boxers down and eyes melted into his, I intended on proving his parents right and wrong. What could they really do to me, anyway? His father was gone, and once her precious son's purity was washed over with my sins, could his mother ever truly get him back? ☘︎ Clover Vale was a girl with sins as cells. Orion Miller was a boy who'd been taught by his father that girls were not to be trusted, and his religious mother informed him of everything that was taboo. In flesh and mind, Clover Vale was everything he was warned about. Any indulgence with her meant he'd go straight to hell, but with the memories he still had of their childhood, he found it hard to keep away. Started: August 13, 2022

"teach me some french," she frowned. "mmm. tu es mignon, je t'aime bien." [youre cute, I love you.] "im not falling for that again, benji." elora whitlock, living a rather peaceful and normal eyes to others, had a whole tsunami going through her head. with a step father, who was an absolute hell sent monster, and a mother who cared but was almost too busy to, she was left with no one. well, no one other than her cat. benjamin zyair. he tried seeming normal, he did really, but his aura, his appearance, his voice and talks just proved the latter. he was bold. maybe a bit too much. if he hated something, he would make sure he wouldnt have to come across it again. and if he loved something, he would defy any odds to be with it. more like, her. then they met. and hell fell loose.

Waverly Davidson would rather be lost in a book than helping her mom plan weddings all summer. Stephen Davis would cut off his right arm if it would get him away from his mom and future stepfather. When their paths cross at a festival there's an undeniable instant attraction between them, but none if it matters when Waverly finds out Stephen had been lying to her the whole night. Waverly might not give second chances, but Stephen doesn't back down easily and he's determined to win her over. Even if it takes all summer.

Valentina Fontaine is a girl with a mission, to make a new life, to live her second chance without regrets, and most importantly to leave her past far behind. Xavier Alexander Knight has changed for the better. He's responsible, he's respectable and extremely sexy. He never wanted to find the one, but those feelings changed when he meet Valentina. Having struggled in life before, she does not want to be involved with a man. However, Xavier wants her to realize the chemistry between them, and what better way to do that than becoming her roommate? A quirky, classic tale of love, fun, emotions and a high concentration of dreaminess. Highest rankings: #1 in abuse #1 in emotional #1 in dreamy #2 in roommates #1 in innocent #1 in protective

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐧𝐚𝐢𝐯𝐞. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐞𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐝. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐲. 𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭. . . . . . . . . . . Living in The Colony was all Josie knew. To the outside world it was a cult of brainwashed victims all under the spell of Kade Rogers, but to her it was home. That was up until a series of events that led up to her escape. If only fate wasn't so cruel as to lead her away from one monster and put her directly into the hands of another. Now, with a new sense of determination, Josie explores the world outside of The Colony and learns the hard way that trust is a dangerous weapon of destruction. Trying to lead a normal life starting college proves to be impossible after meeting Nico Blaine. He was everything she was suppose to stay away from. But when Josie lay's eyes on the tattooed beauty, she can't help it. What starts out as a innocent infatuation turns into a twisted tale of betrayal. .. . . . . . . . . . - Dark romance - Explicit sexual content - Mature themes - Criminal - Villain - Anti-hero #1 goodgirlxbadboy #1 darklove

❝ 𝐈 𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐄 𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐄. ❞ 18+ | He was an English teacher because he liked to criticize people. His stormy, gray eyes never dared to show emotion, his nose was always sharp with judgment, and his lips wouldn't make an effort to smile. 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐑𝐀𝐃 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐑𝐎𝐄 was 𝘯𝘰𝘵 the professor to mess with. She was an innocent student of his but had absolutely no filter. Perhaps that's what caught his attention at first. Along with her bubbly personality, terrible jokes, wild opinions, and gift in writing. Either way, he was interested. Not just in what she had to say, but in everything about her. 𝐂𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐘 𝐉𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐍 seemed like the last person to major in Creative Writing, but give her a pen and paper and she's the deepest person you'll ever meet. 𝙎𝙝𝙚 was hard to forget about once you meet her. 𝙃𝙚 was as closed off as he was addictive. 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 was one hell of a dangerous road to go down. 𝐂𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐘. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I back up towards the door and he slowly follows, a certain emotion coating over his gray eyes and registering in his complicated brain. "How old are you?" There's something dangerous about the glint in his features, something of an evil awakening. "Almost twenty," I mumble, my hands pressed up against the door. I look up into his dark and cloudy irises, my legs turning into jelly. "Why?" "Just making sure I'm not breaking too many rules at once." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓-𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄. 𝙊𝙛 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙗𝙞𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙣 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚. Does contain mature content. Read at your discretion. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

(Currently being re-written & grammar fixed outside of wattpad, I will be republishing very soon.) Josephine Katavana, the sweet librarian you would meet on a normal day at the library, struggling with her anxiety. She thought she knew it all and had her life planned out until she met someone, someone she never knew she would need so badly. Lucifer Luca Valentino, he was a psycopath and nothing more, he was the hot, inked, Italian, owner of a nightclub and publishing office everyone wanted so badly. But suddenly, after meeting her; she was all he cared about. Follow their journey from hate to love, if they have the strength to pull away from each other. ౨ৎ I feel like I can feel eyes on me from the back, but I didn't know where they were from, I turn around slowly to look around but my eyes land on someone else meeting theirs. By the color of the lights, I could make out the dark hair and the muscular form, his legs were spread while he had one leg bouncing up and down while the opposite hand was holding a clear tumbler glass while squinting his eyes leaning his head up to look at me with his neck veins and Adam's apple very noticeable. God that was hot, so fucking hot.

Chloe Rae Lovric (24) makes ends meet as a waitress at the Last Olive Bistro in Manhattan. She's under the pressure of petty customers, a might-be demonic manager, and the constant nagging of each month's portion of rent. Her roommates make life a little easier. Rory is an aspiring dancer with a heart of gold, and Morgan loathes her work as a Legal Assistant for a sketchy personal injury attorney. The trio get by in their crammed, two bedroom loft apartment with a leaking ceiling. One night, when asked to work overtime as usual, Chloe ends up waiting on Jacob Lewitt. He's a handsome older man, well-dressed, and has striking dark features. A top-shelf bourbon served neat is the only thing he orders. His mystery allures her, although she's not looking for a relationship, she can't help but be drawn to him. Her curiosity grows as Jacob returns a couple nights later, then soon after he's there every night-corner table, bourbon neat, perfectly tailored suit but no tie. She waits on him to take every chance at a conversation and to find out who he is, and what he wants. As they get to know each other, Jacob's mystery unfolds right into her hands. They both learn how their lives entwined by fate and that they were meant to teach each other lessons in life, love, and revenge. *COMPLETED [ Word count ~ 50,000-60,000 ] *Submitted to 2021 Watty Awards

"My submissive are power, strength, bravery, and most of all they stand beside me willing in their position. You stand as strong as you kneel. Am I clear?" His words, like vows to ourselves he builds submission, not as a position under him by the point of weakness or the inability to find strength in ourselves. No. We are destruction and creation that finds power in kneeling. "Yes Master," Celeste speaks proudly. No shake in her voice. "Yes Master," I speak out, proud and understood in my place. ___________________________________ The moment Evita Alonso fell to her knees her tale began. A bond between her and her lovers will find them in a journey of sex, lust, control, submission, pain, secrets, and the face of death.

She was an innocent, quiet girl, who found herself at her mother's feet. And then, she left. But soon after she was taken in by a lady who promised her a better life. She just didn't see herself sitting between four guys in the next three months of that year. All of them possessive, All of them cared. Sweet. But very dangerous. She wasn't treated like a sister. She was a girl, who brought each one of them out of their comfort zone. And soon, she found herself being called their Girl. Because nobody could touch her. But for them. "What were you doing?" She looked up in fear and two big bodies loomed over her head behind her. "Talking with my classmate?" She whispered. As he wrapped his arm around her waist while they stared at the guy walking away from her. "You shouldn't try to make us unhappy Cherry. It is a very bad thing" #18++ #Voilence #Smut #Adult