|18+| In one night of drunken, post-breakup passion, Lizbeth manages to hookup with the dominant boy of her dreams. It was supposed to be a one night stand, one and done, never seen again. Until she does see him again, as her professor. Private tutoring sessions never sounded so good. |This is a BDSM-themed, erotic romance. If that and other assorted pervy things do not appeal to you, take this as your warning.| × Highest Rankings × #1 in Breakup #1 in Kink #1 in Passion #1 in Professor #2 in teacherxstudent #32 in Romance

Cali Wilson desperately needs money. She had her father's gigantic gambling debt and 4 months overdue rent to pay. When she saw a job opening that offered a place to stay and your choice of salary, she immediately applied. She expected her debt to be paid, but what she didn't expect was her life to be turned completely upside down. Meet Christian Wright, the only son and successor of Wright Corporations. Born with the brains, the looks, and the money- he was the total package. Except there was one problem: his personality. Not only was he rude, self-centered and arrogant, he also had an extremely short temper. Employees were fired for little things like being a minute late to a tiny typo in a report. Everyone in the company knew about his horrible personality and avoided him as if he was the devil himself. When his personal secretary is fired for the 3rd time that month and nobody wanted to be the replacement, the Human Resources department had no choice but to give an outrageous offer just to get someone on the job as soon as possible. What will happen when these two are brought together? #3 in Romance [05.03.16] **warning- this story was one of the first ones I've ever written on Wattpad so there is a lot of room for improvements

"You don't know my past," I smirk at the well-dressed Italian man buying me a vodka-on-the-rocks at "La Fontana," the night club I decide to prowl tonight. "I don't even know your name, bella," he cooes at me, curling the compliment in a thick accent off his tongue. "And I don't even know yours," I sip from the strong drink the devilishly handsome man bought for me, twirling the clear drink with my delicate but well manicured fingers. He runs his hand along my inner thigh, gold rings on his fingers standing out against my tan legs. My silky smooth light-olive skin feeling so good beneath his strong, powerful hands and I wonder what they would feel like around my throat. "Better learn it soon, I want to hear you moaning it out tonight," and with that, he strolls away. Welcome to the dangerous world of Allyson D'Arco She escaped her father's drug cartel and fled to the Italian city of Turin to avoid the same dismal fate as her father. She's shy at first, but with long, long legs, she isn't afraid to show a little skin to get her way in the world He's the son of a successful clothing designer with big hopes and a wild appetite. He's tall, dark and handsome, and his accent will make any girl swoon. Not to mention he has more money than God himself. At a dark club, the meet by chance. Only when they wake up the next morning together does she realize who he truly is.

"Love is..." I explored my brain to find the most suitable word in my dictionary that could fit in the definition I was trying to say; the definition that could make the jerk, sitting opposite me with a smirk on his face, believe in 'love'. "Bullshit?" He offered with a huge arrogant smirk on his face and no matter how much I agreed with him on this particular matter, I couldn't agree. So, instead of nodding my head in agreement, I scowled at him. His smirk grew bigger and he leaned away from me, gazing at me with his piercing grey eyes. "Finding it hard to make me believe in love when you yourself don't believe in that shit, huh?" With his piercing grey gaze fixed on my every move, I realized that 'being the devil's cupid' was going to be a lot tougher than I had initially thought. (By the author of 'And We Meet Again')

Completed! This isn't the first time love had a roommate. It's been five years since the death of her parents and 19-year-old Lillian Camel still mourns their loss while battling with mental illness. Cooped up in her aunt's house, she embarks on a one-girl mission to survive university and get her bachelor's degree as a fashion designer. But she is not going alone. She will need the willpower to face the demons that are coming along with her. But a breakdown in the dormitory system sets Lillian off to a decade-old abandoned dorm to room with the mysterious Noah Sky. Friendly, observant, and extremely attractive, he shares an unlikely trait of secrets with Lillian - secrets that haunt his past. However, they're not the only ones. The dorm has a few of its own. [[Word count: 90,000 - 95,000]] Content/trigger warning: Contains semi-mature themes, language and sexual content ©All Rights Reserved

(Book 2 of His Possession) (complete) The last book broke some hearts; yet we all fought through it all. Jordan Johnson; been raped, beaten, abused, and heart broken. But yet she still seems to go to the same guy she first saw at the beginning of this story. Jaxon Hunt. Jaxon can't seems to not have her by his side but he doesn't give up on their love. Does fate help them out? Or would "J" mess up everything. ***** "I can't believe you came. " He says in short breath while I spun around and have tears falling down my face. "Y-you did this?" While I look at his face and I see him smile and starts to walk closer to me. "I've spent a days doing this. I spent hours waiting for you to see those notes. Waiting. Waiting for you to come find me." He said while he walks towards me. "Why didn't you come? Why lie to your own best friend?!" I yell while I suck back a sob. "I didn't want to hurt you, but instead I did. I gave you a broken heart while I tried so hard to not hurt you. I love you Jordan. There's nothing that would stop me now." He grabs my face and pulls me into the most memorable kiss I've ever had. **** *Mature theme* *Cussing*

[edited] [complete] 'Shit,shit,shit,shit,hide,hide,hide,find somewhere to hide,hide,hide,there run faster FUCK!!!' I ran so fast to the janitor's closet and can hear my heart beating in my ears perfectly. 'Just breathe,breathe,breathe' I said to myself but just when I was finally relaxing I heard them. I heard the footsteps coming closer, and closer! 'Fuck,fuck,fuck,fuck!!!!!!' They kept coming closer!! It sounds like they where running towards where I'm at! "ARIELLLLLLL WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU!YOUR SO GOING TO PAY FOR THAT FUCKING PRANK!!!!!" He said that so loud and it was fucking right out side the fucking door!!! 'Breathe,breathe,be quiet' I kept repeating to myself then slowly again I calmed down. I started to hear the footsteps started to walk and fade away. I open the door so quite and quick because I need to get the FUCK OUT OF HERE! But once I open the door there he was, he's grey eyes were looking in to my soul! MY FUCKING SOUL! He's eyes quickly darken and pushed me against the wall so fast before I let my air out he was next to my ear. "Now Ariel want to tell me why you did that FUCKIN prank on my FUCKIN BIKE!" He barked... ***** Ariel was known for all of her pranks. Shit she even prank teachers. She pranked everyone except for the bad boy. So that's when she decided to prank the prank on he's famous bike. Bruce the badboy was the baddest boy in school. He was also know as the famous fuck boy in school He had grey eyes, Blondish brown hair, perfect jaw line, six pack, perfect tone arms and chest. But he gets pranked by the famous Ariel. Let's just see how this goes. *first couple of chapters are boring, but it's gets better* *MY FIRST BOOK EVER! HAS REALLY BAD GRAMMAR MISTAKES!!*

Landon Xyne. We all love his personality as much as he loves his bagels. So let's see how his life was before Jordan showed up. **** I took off in a sprint while I heard the cop sirens coming closer. I looked to my right and ran into the dark alley. I hid behind a trash can while the cop cars past by with bright lights and loud sirens. At first I thought I was the one that cursed but I held my breath and looked to my left and see two men looking towards the opening of the alley. "Boss will kill us if we get caught." Someone hissed. "We won't get caught. They left already." And he was right. The sirens were faint and I was about to leave but that's when I heard someone cough and groan. "Shoot him already. We're already late as it is!" "Okay." And then a gun shot sound filled the alley and that was the first time I heard a gun shot fire and that was my first witness as murder. And my first mistake of running. My mistake that cost my life to be part of a gang. ****** *sips tea* *MATURE THEME* *NOT EDITED* *READ AT YOR OWN RISK*

[Completed] [EDITED] *REALLY MATURE THEME* *MIGHT TRIGGER SOME* Jaxon Hunt. Gangster. Fighter. Player. Drug dealer. Jordan Johnson. Starting college. Sweet, sometimes. Smart mouth. Makes friends everyday without trying. And keeps Jaxon coming back for her. She makes him want to have her by his side the whole time and gets very possessive of her. •••••••••• "I can easily kill you. You don't know my life and you don't know what I live for. And you don't know what I do. So I can easily kill you with this." Then out of the blue he pulled out a gun. A fuckin gun. My eyes grew huge and held the knife tighter. "Get out." I hissed. He smirked then place the gun next to my head. "Now why would I want to leave?" "Because it's my house and I'm kicking you out." Then I placed the knife on his stomach. He looked down and then looked back at me. His smirk grew bigger. "Want to play that game?"... *highest rank so far- number 3 (08-23-17)* *needs tissues and torches later on* *Mature theme* *Cussing*