*BRITTANY BROSKI APPROVED* RANKINGS: #1 - starwars 6/10/2019 #3 - kylo 6/10/2019 #3 - kyloren 6/10/2019 He made eye contact with me with those intense brown eyes, and his vision traveled down my body, looking at every curve and flaw. He got down to my feet and looked all the way back up, taking in every part of me. I was scared now. I had no control over my body because of The Force and the way he looked at me, greedily, hungrily, left me terror-stricken. Kylo Ren climbed up swiftly onto the bed so he was laying next to me. He supported himself with his right elbow and placed his left hand on my lower stomach. His gloved hand was massive. His thumb and pinkie extended from each of my hip bones. I shut my eyes tightly. My breath significantly quickened. I felt his hand graze up my stomach, and I could hear him breathing heavily. His hand continued it's slow path up my chest and to my exposed neck. I swallowed down an impulsive scream that I couldn't help from rising as I felt him lean in towards me. His black locks fell onto my face and they smelled of mint. His hand was gently resting on my neck and his hot breath was on my ear. My heart was pounding and I was sure he could feel it. "It was so hard for me not to ravish you in front of everyone in Tunstead." His lips grazed my cheekbone. "The sensation was almost overpowering. You're lucky I have . . . Self-control." _____ This book is for readers who can handle maturity, violence, and who have a true appreciation for not only Kylo Ren/Adam Driver's beauty but for the Star Wars universe! Highest rank: #33 in Fanfiction! #2 in Star Wars! Copyright 2016 @ flywithmyjetpack . Please do not copy or steal my story/ideas. I don't own any part of the Star Wars episodes. I don't own any part of the characters or plot of Star Wars. However, THIS plot and most characters in this book are mine so please don't copy or mock my stories!

❝hey, dont get salty, sweetie.❞

You're my religion, you're how I'm living. When I'm down on my knees, you're how I pray.

A boy who kills cannot love, a boy who kills has no heart. He was never destined to feel love, but for whatever reason, Dandy chose her. Could she learn to love him? *ahs freakshow* currently undergoing edits: may 2024 highest rankings: #1 in dandy mott (05/07/2020) #1 in american horror story (05/18/2020) #1 in freakshow (01/05/2021)

A girl who falls for her step brothers and how she deals with heartbreak, love, sex and death.

"I've always loved you, River. Ever since we were little kids and you pushed me down on the playground because I threw rocks at that dorky fat girl. No one had ever treated me like that before. Since then, I've been kind of...obsessed." His steel gaze turned in to a dark smile again. "When you left me, River, you forced me to do things that I really didn't want to do..." He moved closer and inhaled my neck for a few seconds. Then he kissed me...well, he tried. I couldn't move my mouth but that didn't keep Brody from plunging deeply into it and exploring every crevice with his tongue. When he was satisfied he pulled away and finished his sentence with dark eyes and a sinister smile. "Now, I'm going to force you to do things that you really don't want to." He stood up and walked to the end of the bed, dragging his fingertips down my naked body the whole way. He put my shackles back on my ankles & wrists and locked them. "The paralyzing serum is going to start wearing off in about twenty minutes. Until then though, nobody is going to touch you..." He pushed a button on the side of the table. From the split between my legs, down, the table divided and split in two, opening my core and causing me to do a full split. Brody smiled while the tears rushed back with a vengeance. I've never felt this open, this susceptible, this completely...naked, in every sense. What was happening to me was the root of all nightmares. I truly believe that Brody and his evil rogue followers are demons from the darkest pits of Hell. "But they can look all they want." All the other men in the room rushed to the side of the room where they got the best view of my open center. "Why am I allowing you to move again, you ask?" He chuckled, grabbed my face, and bent down so his nose was pressed against my cheek. "When my seed explodes inside you, I want to see your back arch in pleasure." I was in Hell.

Heidi Calvin hasn't had a fun Christmas since she was 10. She tries to act like Christmas was fun for her little brother Charlie. But then, one night...on Christmas Eve no less....everything changes when her father becomes Santa Claus. Movie= The Santa Clause

❝ Wait," I say, backing away. "Let me get this straight- you're Santa Clause?" I stare at the boy no more than a couple years older than me. He had to be kidding. He rolls his eyes, his handsome face illuminated by the lights on the tree. "Well when you put it that way, I suppose." The candy cane i am sucking on falls from my lips, clattering to the floor. "B-But where's the beard, the overflowing fat and the HO HO HO?" He snorts, a charming smile on his lips as he tugs on the end of my Santa hat. "Sweetheart, it's all just the Santa Clause Act.❞ ~*~ p.s. The current cover was made by Isasecret Ranking: short story #9/ Teen Fiction: #56

" 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚'𝙨 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙖 𝙛𝙪𝙣𝙣𝙮 𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙥𝙪𝙩 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙨. 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙨. " [ 𝘀𝗲𝘁 𝗱𝘂𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝘂𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲: 𝗶 ] [ 𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗣𝗟𝗘𝗧𝗘𝗗 ] 𝘋𝘐𝘚𝘊𝘓𝘈𝘐𝘔𝘌𝘙: 𝘋𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘉𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘍𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘋𝘖 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘤 ©𝗰𝗶𝗿𝗰𝗮𝟭𝟵𝟴𝟱

Valyria Stormborn, First of her name and named after her Origin. Valyria is a nice sweet adorable 17 year old, who goes through, pain grief, heartbreaks. follow the story of Daenerys and Viserys daughter, Valyria. Viserys: I named you Valyria for a reason. used that and prove us right that you are worthy of your name. Valyria: Yes father