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"I'm the spoiled egg. I'm rotten." "The only thing you are is spoiled rotten." DISCONTINUED

Jin is a sheltered boy, and the son of a mob leader. Namjoon takes an interest in him. mafia boss! Namjoon and little boy! Jin Disclaimer: my writing has gotten better, the dreaded first book lol. More importantly I've matured and realized I shouldn't have made the age gap that big, but I'll leave it just bc this book is done and he's of consenting age here in the u.s. even though it's legal, it's a weird age gap and I'm sorry about it

Anthony Edward Stark. His whole life, until dearest father had passed, Tony was told he was a nuisance by said man. He never showed any reaction whenever Dad had said it, but deep down he believed it. Tony was told no one would want a soulmate like him. He was too annoying. He was told he wouldn't ever get one. Slowly, Tony began to believe it, but is it really true? In the same city, there was a guy that goes by "Stephen Strange". The two went to high school together. Formed a competitive relationship, and were.. friends? Little did Tony know, this sorcerer once Doctor had just a teeny tiny high school crush on him. (It came back) Will the two be able to get together? Or will fate rip them apart? but yeah, fuck soulmates.

𝘚𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 (~02/08/20~) My names Alexander Hamilton I'm an 18 year old student that goes to SilverHeart high school I have a best friend named Owen and a loving mom who just doesn't know when enough is enough. I've never really had a interest in the guys my mom has dated. But as soon as Sebation Walker was in my life that all changed.

I'm disgusting I ran as fast as I could I to the nearest school bathroom and fell to my knees onto the hard tiled floor. My heart was pounding hard But that wasn't the only thing that was hard. I looked down at my lap in disgust. The tingling sensation of his hand on my throat still lingered. I softly touched it and gasped. "Disgusting." ~~~~~~~~~ Kilian had a relatively easy life until he started high school and got to meet the dark haired, psychotic boy, known as Damian. But after one incident causing him and the dark haired boy to discover something new about himself, his relatively peaceful days were disrupted by this sadistic bully of his.

BDSM, ass eating, sex, etc. >> Sexual one shots. >> Wrote these when I was like 14 beware. I am making new one shots and they'll be in a different book. If you make comments about how bad the writing is or about how something is wrong or stupid I honestly couldn't care less. I wrote these on my OLD OLD account when Wattpad had different rules and regulations. So if you comment on how my writing was back then I simply won't reply.

"You're really pissing me off, Iggy, so I'm gonna give you two options. Either walk away or keep fucking provoking me and watch what happens," Ignatius' bottom lip caught between his teeth, Enlil's hot breath tickling his ear as the sylph leant in awfully close. One option was far more appealing than the other, though the other was far more practical. "Why would I walk away now, daddy?" Ignatius felt Enlil's arousal pressing against his clothed ass, making his own hardening cock twitch with anticipation. Was he really going through with it? He doubted it would just be a blowjob that time, he could still back out, Enlil wouldn't be mad. "I'd watch what you say next, princess, don't go giving me the wrong idea," Enlil spoke in a much softer voice, resting his hand on the wall to the left of Ignatius' head, his lips so close to the phoenix's ear they just grazed against the skin. Ignatius hesitated, guilty thoughts rushing into his mind, each one dissolving as Ignatius focused on how well his back fit into Enlil's chest. "Please," Ignatius whispered, sliding his hand up the wall to cover Enlil's, "please, daddy," Ignatius suddenly felt very vulnerable, fearful that Enlil would reject his advances. "Please what, princess? Tell daddy what you want," Enlil pressed his lips to the crook of Ignatius' neck, running his tongue over the curvature of his skin, coaxing a hushed moan from the phoenix. God, who had been kidding? How could he have ever resisted Enlil when he spoke to him like that? "You," Ignatius breathed, bringing Enlil's hand down to rest upon his throat, "I want you, daddy, all of you," Ignatius' breath caught in his throat as Enlil applied a hell of a lot more pressure than he had done before, no longer increasing it at a gradual pace. "It's about goddamn time, princess..." {Book Three of the Inamorate Series}