"Do you like to draw? Because I put the D in Raw."

Do you ran from delicious temptation because your mind tells you to or give in to the dangerous desire of wanting your step son's body against yours, ravishing you? This story contains some private chapters. This is my first story. Show kindness and support by voting and commenting. Highest Rank #17 in dominance #126 in chicklit 07/06/18. 2nd place winner of the lost diamond award. (chick lit) Started: 17th October 2017 Completed: 15th June, 2018

The corner of his mouth tilts upward slightly. I smile again. A smile!? A tiny one, but still. "Hm. So I got you to smile, that's progress, yeah? Can I get your name now?" I ask, swinging my feel a little. He shakes his head shyly, his mouth not moving at all. Geez! Why do I want to hear this dude talk so much? "Okay, that's fine. I can give you a nickname." I offer happily. He looks up from his book, raising his eyebrows. I just stare for a moment. He has nice eyes. Pretty brown chocolate orbs. They remind me so much of....... "Teddy." He shakes his head immediately, frowning. "What, why not? You remind me of my old teddy bear. He was a good listener and he didn't talk much..... just like you." I say softly, tilting my head. He continues to shake his head. I fold my arms, leaning back in my seat. "Yeah, it's definitely sticking. Teddy.....It has a nice ring to it, yeah?" He sighs, the first sound I have ever heard him make. "No." . . . *Jordan* Teddy!? Seriously!? She gave me a fucking NICKNAME!? What the hell does this girl want!? I stuff my hands into my pockets, walking down the busy street. Forget about her. She's just a annoying pretty girl, she'll go away. Everybody does. She HAS to go away. *Spoiler alert*: she doesn't. Don't get close to people or they'll end up getting hurt. That's my mindset. I've been through enough of that. This girl doesn't belong in my world anyway. She's too innocent. *Mature content* {Just a quick update, I am basically rewriting the story. I wrote it when I was in 8th grade and it makes me cringe every time I try to go back and edit it so keep in mind that it'll get better}

Brooke is a hardheaded, blunt, champion boxer who hasn't lost a fight and doesn't take no for an answer. when her Bestfriend Evanley brings her to a BDSM club things end turning out wrong. she meets billionaire club owner who's looking for a new sub. will she submit to him? or will he give up everything to submit to her? Don't copy my books!! EXCERPT below!!! I smooth my hands over my dress. He's wearing a black suit with a black tie. He looks... nice... or whatever. Him eye-fucking me is really starting to get under my skin. I grab my backpack that's at the bottom of the stage, I don't plan in staying in these clothes but I'll wear them until I can get a chance to change. I narrow my eyes and approach him in a cautious but bitter manor. He gets the picture because he plasters a triumph smirk on his face. That fucker. "What are you doing here leach" my words are like acid hopefully hinting that I don't want him to be here. "I can't get a hello from my date? You look beautiful" his eyes roam up and down my body and I stiffen. The muscles in my stomach tighten and I swallow the lump in my throat. I agree I do look nice. I'm wearing a cream colored dress that's open in the back. There's a thigh high split that's a little too far up for my liking but its fine. I put my hair up in a ponytail but it looks nice I guess. "So where are we doing this?" I question, ready to get this thing over with. "Dinner sounds good to me, ready baby?" he stretches out his hand which I reluctantly take. He pulls me to him and snakes his hand around my back to clasp my waist. "Your skin is so soft love" he purrs in my ear. "I'm not your baby I'm not your love or whatever other cute names you want to call me, and keep the touching to a minimal" he chuckles and leads me out side to a black Porsche that's waiting for him. So he's got money. I can see where the cockiness comes from.

#𝟑 ▪ 𝐆𝐮𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬. ❝You dress to impress.❞ He chuckled, as a devilish smirk covered his face. ❝No, angel. I undress to impress.❞ * An infinite flow of money, a sea of boys and the most lavish parties - she is envied by many. For she is Gabrielle Carter, heir to the Russian mafia. Steel guns, bloody bullets and staring death right in the eyes, he has no fear. For he is Beau St. Clair and as a bodyguard, he's sworn to protect Gabrielle. No matter what. Gabrielle has never been one to follow the rules but after her fabulous life comes crashing down, she's assigned to a bodyguard that has to be with her 24/7. And she hates it. Yet, emotions can cloud judgment and Beau confuses Gabrielle's the most. Lives are on the line. Especially, hers. Gabrielle doesn't know who to trust or who is lying. And she needs to find out soon... because how long can she protect her heart from both her enemies and her emotions? Billionaire's Bodyguard is a contemporary mafia-bodyguard romance and a standalone in the Guns and Roses Series. Features content that may not be suitable for all readers. *READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.* 𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 ▪ 𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐁𝐨𝐝𝐲𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐀𝐦𝐚𝐳𝐨𝐧. #2 in Love © Copyright 2017 of ImAWandererXO

Pandora Caruso is a 20-year-old girl, married to Roberto Caruso; a white-collar Italian criminal. Amongst her passions, you can find shopping, painting, and occasionally cheating on Mr. Caruso. A new deal for her husband brings good things for everyone, especially for Pandora. .... "No, call me what you called me last night in the shower," I straddled him. The man grinned taking his sunglasses off "Slut." My smile dropped "Not that!" I pinched the back of his neck "before sex," my cheeks turned slightly red. The man under me groaned at the pinch "Fine," his arms laced around my waist. "Dolcezza."

Miles Eaton. A boy who has been verbally abused his whole life. He has always been too hyper for his own good, and has absolutely no filter. His big puppy eyes didn't do much to help him. Calvin Reed. An Alpha who has been searching for his mate for 8 years. He goes to greet the new family in town, and meets his wild mate. Can this angry Alpha provide a hyper boy with tender love?

"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck. "I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me; drowning me; hunting me; devouring me. "What if my brother finds out?" The perpetuated patter of the rain unable to subdue my groan as he digs his nails deeper into my skin. "Who cares." ********** Welcome to my story, where an innocent boy finds a not so innocent boy in his bed; where they do not so innocent things. - YOP

Winston gave up everything for love - his future, his stability, his sense of self. So when he walks in on his high school sweetheart betraying him, it doesn't just break his heart, it shatters what little he had left. Desperate to escape the pain, one reckless night sends Winston spiraling even further, leaving him with a life-altering consequence he never saw coming. Jonathan has already lost too many people to believe in happy endings. Loss has carved him into someone quieter, colder, someone whose world has narrowed to one purpose: being there for his twin daughters. They are his focus, his reason, and the only light he allows himself to hold onto. There's no room for new attachments. No space for hope; or at least, that's what he tells himself. Until Winston. There's something about the wounded man that Jonathan can't seem to ignore. And Winston, despite everything he's been through, starts to see a steadiness in Jonathan he didn't know he was missing. Two guarded hearts, one unexpected connection, and a chance at something neither of them thought they deserved. Because sometimes, healing starts in the most unlikely place; with someone who understands exactly how it feels to fall apart.

This is a mxm story about Blaine a bar owner who has given up on love after his last relationship ended 3 years ago that is until one night a 21 year old walks into his bar for a job. Greyson is a spitfire with a Daddy kink and he wants Blaine to be his Daddy and does not care who knows. But with having to deal with his jealous coworkers and Blaine's crazy ex can they make it work or will everyone else tear them apart. Cover art credit to @annielous