Jennie acabou adormecendo em cima de um livro na biblioteca. Só que ela nunca pensou que isso iria fazê-la entrar naquela história, e o pior, não conseguir mais sair. "- Você acha que fazendo isso... vai conseguir me fazer falar?- Perguntei baixo ao sentir seus lábios quentes deslizando pela pele desnuda do meu pescoço. Suas mãos seguravam firmemente minha cintura, me impedindo de fugir. Mas eu acho que nem se estivesse livre, eu pararia esse contato. - Eu não estou tentando te fazer falar nada. - Taehyung respondeu rouco e baixo, me fazendo ter arrepios. Ele começou a dar selares castros e lentos pelo contorno do meu maxilar e subindo pelo caminho até minha orelha. Me obriguei a cerrar os lábios para não suspirar em puro deleite. - P-porque está fazendo isso, então? - Argumentei com o resto de sã consciência que havia me restado. Eu estava perdendo o controle da situação, e as coisas só pioraram quando senti suas mãos segurarem minhas coxas de forma ágil e me impulsionarem para cima. Ele me prensou contra a parede e sorriu ao perceber minha expressão de êxtase ao enlaçar minhas pernas contra seu quadril. - Eu estou fazendo isso, Jennie...- Ele falou baixo, desviando os olhos de felino para minha boca, e sorriu antes de responder: - Porque eu quero. Foram as últimas palavras que eu ouvi antes de sentir seus lábios contra os meus." Bangtan × BlackPink Taehyung × Jennie 170821

escritora : Mariana indicação de idade : 18 (contém : palavras inadequadas , sexo , uso de álcool entre os personagens , drogas entre outros ) Oiee gente tudo bom ? espero que sim ! essa é a primeira fanfic que eu faço então espero que gostem ! e me desculpem se tiver algum erro ortográfico, então sem mais enrolação Boa leitura

COMPLETA PARA SEMPRE ❣ +18 "Se duas pessoas foram feitas para ficarem juntas, eventualmente acharão o caminho de volta." Eu nunca quis me apaixonar, muito menos por o dono de um morro. Nunca quis ter a vida que eu sei que as mulheres que vivem lá têm, apanhando, sofrendo, e muitas vezes morrendo. Mas fazer o que se meu coração o escolheu, aquele palhaço do Polegar. Apelido visivelmente ridículo, assim como ele. Com aquele jeito marrento e arrogante. Acho que foi por isso que me apaixonei por ele. Não somos nada diferente, aliás, somos iguais demais até. "O amor é a emoção mais forte." 2ª temp: https://www.wattpad.com/story/57049203-mulher-de-traficante-2%C2%AA-temporada 3ª temp: https://www.wattpad.com/story/112911013-mulher-de-traficante-3%C2%AA-temporada

"That's my tattoo, Y/N, on your body. You know exactly what that means." BTS Jungkook x Reader tattoo artist AU gang AU Thanks and credits to all of the original artists of the amazing edits and fan arts, as well as the creator of the cover @namjoonkie and original artist @diatybx?❤️ Highest Ranking: [#1 in Fanfiction]

ATTENTION: This is the SECOND book of my Vampire's Pet series and cannot be read as a stand alone book. ~~~ I thought that my life had ended the day I got purchased by a blood thirsty monster. I thought that the rest of my life was going to be nothing but constant fear and suffering. But I couldn't have been more wrong. What I found was something much different. Something that I didn't even know I was looking for let alone wanted. What I found was a new beginning. A new beginning with the one I cared most for. ~~~ Cover by: @aculeasis

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