"𝙆𝙞𝙤 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙡𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙙𝙤𝙣𝙚?" 𝙃𝙚 𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙣𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙢𝙚, "𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬, 𝙄'𝙢 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙢𝙚 𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝." 𝙄 𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙛, "𝙄𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙤𝙗𝙫𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨? 𝙊𝙛 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙚 𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩." 𝙃𝙚 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙨 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙚, 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧, "𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙖𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩...𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙚𝙙. " ❁ Kio cyr, the most popular boy in school and every girls fantasy. Elena green, a sweet little innocent girl also whom has more to her than expected. After a dare gone wrong, they find themselves tangled up in feelings that they've never felt before. And everything changes..for the both of them. ❁ 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘶𝘵 & 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘫𝘢𝘯 1 - 𝘮𝘢𝘺 20 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘥 @ 𝘷𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘯 just read it...it's worth it...trust me... [ kio cyr x oc ] [ kio cyr x fem!oc ]

WATTPAD ORIGINAL EDITION Adrift after a failed suicide attempt, golden boy Everest can't find anything worth living for - until he meets Beverly, a loner determined to prove him wrong. ***** For a boy who seemed to have it all - wealth, good looks, popularity, a wide circle of friends - Everest Finley becomes the ultimate social outcast after failing to take his own life. Dejected and alone, he starts his last year of high school by acting out, determined to ruin his golden boy reputation after his best friend and girlfriend both turn on him. But to his surprise, resident loner Beverly Davis reaches out and tries to befriend him. Ever the optimistic, her empathy and persistence eventually convinces him to spend time with her, and the two slowly bond over their complicated family lives and a love of singing. But even as their budding friendship begins to hint at something more, Everest continues to struggle with depression and unhappiness. Can a simple pact between the two truly encourage him to find something worth living for? Content and/or Trigger Warning: this story contains mentions and descriptions of depression and self harm. -SKY

Alex and Liam have been best friends their whole lives until a drunken kiss leads them down separate paths. As time passes, they must face truths they never expected. ***** Alex Camejo and Liam Santos have been thick as thieves since they met at age seven. As the years passed, Liam protected Alex from bullies while Alex denied what those bullies were saying. He's not gay no matter how "girly" he seems... or how much he longs to hold Liam's hand. But a drunken kiss tears everything down. The inseparable Liam Santos and Alex Camejo can no longer be friends. Without each other's support, they must overcome the struggles of adolescence, coming out, new lovers, self-doubt and lingering emotions. One hopes he will forget his best friend and find happiness. The other hopes they will reunite and be happy. In the end, whose dreams will come true? [[Watty's Award Winner]]

Emilia Anderson and Hunter Maddox are completely different but both of them hide secrets that may be key to the reputations they possess. So maybe they're more alike. Both trying to seem bad but just hiding terrible secrets. When they become accidental roommates, how easily can their secrets be unraveled? ~completed~ ••• Rankings: Highest: #1 in College #1 in Secrets #1 in Badgirl #1 in Hunter #1 in Humor #2 in Mystery #2 in Trouble #3 in Complicated #4 in Fiction #4 in Completed #6 in Love #10 in Badboy #13 in Teen #22 in Romance

[This is a spin-off of The DILF but can be read as a stand-alone] [The story you are about to read is intended for readers age 18+ due to its sexual content and language. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion.] There was nothing Ophelia wanted better than to gouge Nikolai's long-lashed, consuming blue eyes out with a butter knife and mail them to the rest of the Alvonich family. Too bad they were in a very public, very esteemed place - Mikhail's wedding. "You don't think I'll press the button?" Nikolai's breath was warm and teasing in her ear. Ophelia had no idea what possessed her to take up his challenge of a vibrating thong, except that it was too late to back out now. She turned to glance at the infuriating man beside her. "Honestly, I don't care. It won't affect me." "Sweet Ophelia," he whispered, surprising her by flicking his tongue into her ear. Jumping, she glared at him, ignoring the important guests at her table, her father included. Before she could curse at Nikolai, he pressed the button, the swearwords turning to soft moans under her breath. Gripping the edge of the table, Ophelia felt the attack on her cl!t like a burn to her skin. Her father shot her a concerned look from across the table and Nikolai's voice was again in her ear. "Before the end of the night, Ophelia, we will f**k," he promised, releasing his finger from the remote control. "Only this time, it will be my name you scream."

[Edited Version ● Alternate Ending] "Colin? I feel so awful lying to you so I have to tell you what happened..today," Frankie blurted out, nervously cracking her knuckles as she stared at her boyfriend from one side of the living room. Colin's bright blue eyes danced. "What is it, sweetheart?" "I...I bumped into my ex-husband in the elevator today." "And?" Frankie exhaled. "And we had sex. In the elevator." There was an interminable silence before Colin smiled. "We'll work through this, honey. Don't worry." "Work through this?" she spluttered in disbelief. "How? How can we, when all I want is for him to do it again? And again, and again, and again, and..." She trailed off, sighing. It pained her to see Colin's hurt expression, but then again, it pained her to know that Konstantin had made her climax in that elevator more times than Colin had in their whole relationship... *cover by @hartlings*

[SAMPLE] Reed frowned, his eyes filled with confusion when he saw that Lena seemed to be fine. "I heard a scream," he announced stiffly, standing awkwardly over Lena's bed. Beneath the sheets, Lena was torn between renewed arousal and slight mortification. Embarrassment won. "Everything's fine," she muttered, trying to discreetly disengage the battery-operated toy from between her thighs. It was a thick phallus, way too thick to silently exit her wet pússy, but finally, finally, it popped out. "But you screamed." "Because I came, Reed." His bewilderment only grew. "Came where?" And that was when Lena knew that even after what had happened between them last night, Reed was still like a newborn, an innocent. He might have been the most intelligent guy she knew but in many ways, he was still the boy he'd been before the accident that had marred his life. So she heaved out a sigh, clamping her thighs together when she felt his gaze scorch her damp skin. "I had an orgasm, Reed." She calmly spelled it out, wondering if she should mention that it was his cock she'd been imagining inside her. Now that she knew what he was packing, it was impossible to get the image out of her head - not that she was trying. Reed swallowed, a blush creeping up his neck. Lena was instantly turned on by that blush, by his obvious discomfort and arousal. So she did the most natural thing that came to her. She pulled her sheets away.

[Edited Version] “You ever think about letting your hair loose?” Ashton asked, his breath kissing Amor’s neck as they waltzed. “My hair’s fine,” Amor snapped in annoyance. Ashton chuckled. “That’s not what I meant.” His hands slowly hiked up the hem of her dress and her breath caught. “What are you doing?” She uneasily glanced around at the dancing couples. “Giving a new meaning to dirty dancing,” he replied quietly. And he entered her. [Cover by @zarawhite]

[Edited] "You had to be extremely low on cash to wank into a cup for it," Dani sneered, feeling like a vindictive bully in a playground. But Carlo deserved it. She felt the first sharp stab of fear that went through her heart when Carlo looked at her with thunder in his eyes. "What are you going to do now? Kill me?" she continued. Fingering the 9mm in her back pocket, she remembered that she'd never even shot the damn thing, despite her brothers' pleas to teach her. Carlo's shadow blanketed her. "Kill you?" His brow furrowed. "Do you really think that lowly of me, cara? I'm wounded." "Then what the hell do you want?" His face flashed with a look she barely recognised - pure arousal. Even when he reached out and pulled her to him, she could feel it. "I realised that the mother of my child is more of a spitfire than I thought." His lips brushed her earlobe. "Call me a pyromaniac." *cover by @bullethood*

Clara Engel, a young and thriving woman, has already met so many of her goals. Her independence was sacred to her and had been a significant part of who she was as a person. Being 21, running an event center, and making time to socialize becomes a challenge for her when business celebrity, Elias Holt, makes an appearance at an event. Their encounters are short and vague, but she is intrigued. Clara needed to know more and so did he.