•Mature Content• [DISCLAIMER: This story is intended for a mature audience. Readers' discretion is advised] In the heart of a pulsating nightclub, Veronica shares a scorching encounter with a mysterious stranger. Little did she know that just a month later, their paths would cross again-this time in the halls of her college, but the real shocker lies in the stranger's new role-as the interim principal of her very own college- Alexander Vincent: the catalyst of her desires. And now, he's back to pick up where they left off. Set to fulfil what was left unfinished that night...again and again, and Veronica can either absolutely love or hate the exotic sex rides only Alex can take her to. But, it isn't uncertain that nothing will stop them from doing everything forbidden. "Or should I fuck you right now, on this office desk until you fall unconscious with this pretty, little body of yours covered in my marks?" ~Alexander.

Indigo knightly is the top assassin in her families mafia After a very traumatic kidnapping at a young age she vowed to learn to protect herself and she did, now shes a deadly weapon with a pretty face who will stop at nothing to get what she wants and what she wants is certainly not to marry Greyson King the heir to the American mafia Greyson King is as cold as they come, he murders without regret and is known for his unmerciful ways. Although he loves his family and would do anything for them. What happens when the two are forced together in an arranged marriage that neither of them want or care for in the slightest. Will the hatred they have for each other blossom into something more or will they remain enemies until death <><><><<><<<><><<><><><><> "I'm in love with you indigo knightly" his voice is so raw with emotion and his beautiful grey eyes are swirling with truth but i can't bring myself to believe him. I'm willing myself so desperately to say it back, because I really am in love with him too but it's like I'm frozen. "Prove it" the words are out my mouth before I can think about what I'm saying He looks taken back for a second but then in front of our families, our enemies, our friends, he lowers himself to the ground infront of me and kneels at my feet

"Marley," he groaned against my neck when I detached our lips, needing to breathe. "Let's take this to my room," I said, cupping him through his jeans. "I have a nosey neighbor and I don't want her to see what I'm about to do to you." ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ *Longer description inside ;]

Harper Jones is a normal girl with a normal crush on football player, Mason Stone. She's been crushing on him forever but he's never noticed her. She is also one of the major pranksters of the school. Her main victim? Will Green. Rich, charming football player and Mason's best friend. Will and Harper have been rivals ever since second grade. But when Harper sneaks into the locker room to find out who Mason's asking to prom. Will catches her and together they form a truce and devise a plan. But we all know A guy and a girl can never be just enemies...

MATURE CONTENT A collection of short stories. The stories are a variety of lengths and a mixture of supernatural and human. Read on Inkitt!

Out with the old, in with the new... After sorting out their issues, the story of Vincent Milano and Cheyenne Copeland continues four years later when a provocative new arrival causes problems in their relationship. - - - "Come on, Cheyenne, you know he can't touch you like I can," he growled in my ear before he grazed his knuckles along my side. I fidgeted as his strong arm kept me locked tightly against him. I couldn't move without him allowing me to. "Grandpa's lost his touch," he snickered at his own comment, "but I haven't." I could hear the smirk in his voice as he invaded my panties and tortured me with his digits. I tried to fight the noises that came out of me, but my body betrayed me. (The Sequel to The Older Man) (This story is not edited yet. There will be typos and errors.)

When River crosses paths with a man who speaks to every hidden hunger inside her, their connection spirals into an all-consuming pull neither of them can resist-but is she Grayson's salvation... or his ruin? *** Everyone in River Avelle's hometown knows about Grayson Maddox-the troubled bad boy who almost killed another student in the middle of the school hallway. Those who look into Grayson's eyes only see pure fury and hatred. They all think he's beyond redemption, even Grayson himself. But not River. As the seemingly perfect good girl, River saw something more in those alluring grey eyes. Something worth holding onto. From the first time their eyes connect, both Grayson and River feel the intense, undeniable attraction between them...but neither of them understand what's pulling them together so fiercely. The closer they get and the more vulnerable they become, River has to wonder: is she saving Grayson from his darkness? Or is she just pulling him further into hers? *** He tips my head toward his with his index finger, keeping my eyes trained on him and driving me crazy with the primal look on his face. His grey eyes look heavy, filled with dark desire, and a shock runs up through my core. Everything around us disappears and all I can sense is him and the hardness pressing between my legs. "What are you doing to me, River?" he whispers, his voice raspy and utterly captivated. His face is lowering and I'm closing my eyes, waiting for soft lips to press against mine. My whole body is on fire as I hold my breath for his touch. *** Cover by @strayin

[WARNING - EXPLICIT CONTENT] I pulled my elbow from his death grip. "You're ashamed of me. Admit it. You hate the idea of been seen with me." I shot venomous accusations his way. He didn't look at me. I'd rejected his kiss, pushed him away from and in return he'd turned cold and cruel, again. He'd shown nothing but hatred for me in public yet held me with aching tenderness when it was just us. I was sick of his games. He needed to decide whether he wanted me or not. "You parade new girls daily in front of my eyes," a sob escaped my throat. "And don't even deny you don't occasionally screw Charlotte behind my back." His ice blue eyes pierced my soul with his sharp gaze. He was teetering on the verge of lashing out on me. "How would you feel if I did the same to you, huh?" I pushed at his stiff chest. "Had several boyfriends, invited them to our home." His eyes cut to me, and a look darker than I've ever seen clouded his features I gestured to our grandiose home bought by his dizzying wealth. "And parade them right in front--" Before I knew it, I was face down and nearly suffocated by the soft material of our couch, I barely noticed my skirt pushed upwards and panties shoved aside. "You're my goddamn wife, Astoria. I will not tolerate your defiance." The sound of his belt loosening, zipper lowering, he entered me violently taking my breath with him. "Yet everyone thinks I'm still your charity case because you won't claim me." "You want to be claimed? Fine. But I am warning you, this lifestyle you're so accustomed to will be gone. I will be dirt poor and your family will be fired." "Then divorce and set me free. I am done being your dirty secret." Axel Trent, the spoiled prince always got whatever he wished for, and I was one of the thing he had wished to possess. Our fate were meant to collide in the cruelest way possible. It left me shattered. THIS IS A TOXIC ROMANCE BOOK. DON'T EXPECT HEART AND FLOWERS cover by IvvyKy

"Would you rather have me call you a slut or a princess?" - Xalorad "A whore in his dungeon and a saint pup in the public." Marissa Mcpherson didn't know what she was putting herself into when she signed up for a session at her Alpha's dungeon. A little play of chains and whips was her expectations but after the passionate night, she craved for more and more. Her desires took a dark, wicked turn and she began wanting to be trapped behind the stoney walls, stripped and taken till there was nothing left of her soul. However, there was only enough she could get before she had to pay a visit to hell.