I've really been into this thing where Peter goes to Stark Tower or Avengers Compound and gets super embarrassed by his family (the avengers). Oh, and where Flash almost gets murdered. PLEASE DM ME IF YOU HAVE ANY QUESTIONS, CONCERNS, ETC. because there are way to many comments to keep up with. NONE of these one shots are MINE. I just wanted to share these with the people who are looking for these types of fan fictions. ‼️ALL THE AUTHORS IN HERE ARE CREDITED AND I HAVE PERMISSION FROM THEM TO POST HERE‼️

When new student Daniella Scott finds interest in the senior class good boy Ashton Samuels. She can't help but mark her claim and takes what's hers. ------------------------- Pulling his hair lightly he moaned as he grew harder under me. Grabbing his hair in one of my hands, I yank back so his eyes met mine. Feeling the pain for the hair being pulled he moaned as his eyes open to met mine. Grabbing his chin in my other hand, I forced his chin up a little more. "You belong to me now." I smiled biting his lip. He groaned as I continued to add pressure. Pulling his hair once more, his eyes snap back to mine. Stopping my movement, I move towards his ear. "Everything. Your body, your soul, your pleasure," I spoke into his ear. "Your dick." I said suddenly added pressure to his covered dick. Moaning his eyes fell closed again. Smiling to myself, I brought my face level with his. "Now tell me what I just said." I whispered. "T-That I'm y-yours." He stuttered. "Good, now was that so hard?" I spoke pulling his head closer to mine while my lip crashed on his. #1 in shyness #3 in stutter #4 in Confidence #7 in badgirlgoodboy #7 in girlpower

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.

Luken Hunt is a virgin. A 23 year-old, NHL-playing, star-forward virgin. He's spent years dodging the post-game parties, the groupies, the endless opportunities that come with being a pro athlete. He's too focused on hockey, too awkward, too... completely out of his depth when it comes to women. Then Brooklyn Launder walks into his life. Sharp, stunning, and absolutely off-limits, she's the sports reporter who's seen it all-cocky athletes, bad pickup lines, and men who think they can charm their way into her life. But Luken? He's different. And when a flustered interview of his goes viral, turning the league's most unapproachable player into everyone's favorite bashful hockey heartthrob, Brooklyn finds herself just as intrigued as the rest of the internet. So when he confesses he's never even been kissed properly, Brooklyn makes a proposition-a few lessons. Just to help him out. A kiss here, a little guidance there. Nothing serious. Until the first lesson turns into two. Then three. And suddenly, Luken is learning fast-not just how to kiss, but how to touch, tease, and drive Brooklyn absolutely insane. But with the media watching, a locker room full of relentless teammates, and a career that demands all of him, Luken has to decide if he's ready to risk it all-for the one thing he's never had. A slow-burn, forbidden, scorching-hot hockey romance where the shy, virgin hockey star gets the ultimate education-and the woman he never saw coming. 𓅷 [SMUT Warning] [18+ Mature Audiences] Don't copy my work I will find you 🔪 4/14/25 1 in #sports 1 in friendswithbenefits 1 in hockey 1 in badgirlgoodboy 1 in nhlhockey 1 in nhlfanficton

Evelyn Grey Is what people call nightmare. She can destroy your life before you can blink your eyes. Hell break lose if she's angry... All you can see is demon with a pretty face... She is 26 yrs old woman she almost own many gas stations and every hotels in country and has access to all illegal stuff. Hazel is 17 yrs old boy with hazel eyes the beautiful face that can not be described by mere words, but he was total opposite of that women. He was not just shy but pureness and kindness drip down every inch of his body. He was what any girl would kill for He just pass out high school looking forward to attend university.

(COMPLETED) ❝What's on your mind? Are you thinking how I would look sucking your dick in this dress? I wouldn't mind showing you, but we have to go to the bar. It's truly a shame because if we didn't have plans, we'd probably be fucking against this wal-❞ I wasn't able to finish that sentence because his arms suddenly curled around my waist and slammed me against the side wall. My breath hitched in my throat as I registered everything. His eyes no longer had that innocent look they usually did. They looked dark and hungry, desire clearly visible in them. ❝You need to stop teasing me, Ariel. You somehow keep forgetting that even though I'm your best friend, I'm still a man. Next time you joke about sucking my dick or being fucked against a wall, I won't hold back.❞ He said in a low voice, backing me up against the wall and planted his hands on either side of my head, trapping me in. His lips were dangerously close to mine. ❝I never asked you to hold back.❞ With that, I roughly grabbed his collar and crashed my lips to his. _ Would Ariel Watts and Kevin Wilson be willing to risk their friendship and put their hearts on the line? Let's find out. _⁠__⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠__ bad girl good boy × friends to lovers × friends with benefits __________ This story is based on my real life and written as a farewell to the memories of a certain someone. ___________ CURRENTLY BEING EDITED ___________ W A R N I N G : ✓ mature language ✓ adult content ✓ alcohol consumption ✓ detailed smut _⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠__ Most impressive rankings - #1 in friendswithbenefits ( 04/03/2023) #1 in goodboybadgirl ( 02/02/2023) #1 in teasing (19/04/2023) #1 in spicy (18/06/2023) #2 in sexy ( 17/05/2023) #3 in dominance (20/05/2023) #4 in badgirlgoodboy (31/01/2023) #4 in shyboy (16/02/2023) _⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_ STARTING DATE - 27/01/2023 ENDING DATE - 07/07/2025

𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀 𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐄, new girl in town with a wicked secret and a dominant personality. what happens when she suddenly meets the cute nerdy boy? 𝐀𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐎 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊, book lover, energy drink enthusiast and submissive. what could possibly go wrong when he meets the pretty badass new girl? sparks ignite and decisions are made but can they make it work or will it end in heartbreak? keep reading to find out :) ________________ started: 13/05/2022 finished: !! NOT EDITED !! book VIII of [ the opposite series ] can be read as a stand alone !!!

He needs a place to live, she needs a baby daddy. Pietro Santangelo and Marguerite White are students at prestigious Columbia University in New York City. She is a fun-loving, free spirit who finds herself in a bit of a familial bind, he is an exchange student with a chronic case of poverty. They concoct a plan that they think will work, not realizing how much changes with two simple words... Pete merely looked at her and opened a box of books. He took some out and began placing them on the shelves, bending and stretching at his task. He had a nice back, broad shoulders and muscles that could be seen clearly under his light blue T-shirt. Daisy watched for a minute, fascinated. "Like what you see?" he asked without turning around. She jumped at the sound of his voice. "Well, you're the only thing in the room that's moving, you know?" she said by way of explanation. He turned around to look at her, books in either hand, a small grin on his face. "Of course, what was I thinking?" he asked rhetorically. "And look. We're both adults here, hm?" He looked carefully at her. "The couch we just brought up here cost fifty dollars at the second-hand store, and has to be at least thirty years old. I don't want to sleep on it, and I don't think you're going to want to sleep on it, either." She shook her head. "So the bed is nice and big," he continued. "I think we can manage, don't you? We can share the bed." He watched her for her reaction. "I give you my word this is not going to be a problem for me. At all. Is this going to be a problem for you?" She looked at him. "Really? At all?" She recovered from the unintentional meaning of his words quickly. "No, it won't be a problem for me, either," she said firmly. "We can share the bed." Content warning: This story contains mature sexual content, and themes of premarital sex and sexual assault.

She's the untouchable heiress-beautiful, manipulative, and dominant in every way. People are possessions to her. Love is a weakness she exploits. He's the shy virgin gamer who's never even kissed properly. A school project pairs them together. Just two opposites forced to work side by side. Bad Girl (Dominant/Psychopath) x Good Boy (Virgin). Slow Burn. Possession to obsession. She fucks around for power. He blushes at the word "sex." Until proximity turns into something neither expected. A dark, addictive college romance about control, chaos, and a connection that breaks all the rules

Aarav is a ruthless CEO drowning in the pressure of command. Meera is his "obedient" assistant hiding a hunger for authority. Bound by a marriage of convenience, they discover a shocking compatibility: he craves submission, and she was born to dominate. In the shadows of their secret Red Room, the hierarchy flips. He trades his power for her commands, finding peace on his knees. They started as a couple with benefits, but in a world of control, they're about to lose their hearts. This first phase of story is completed here, the continues on the other platform. Link is in my bio