|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

(Completed) Carrying the bag pack, I run. I run from the man I love. The man who is the father of my unborn children. I brush past the security check, giving my ticket to the girl sitting outside the entry of the plane. She smiles at me. Fake. I smile back and pull the ticket from her outstretched hand, and rush to the entrance of the plane. That's weird. The whole plane is empty. I turn back, and there he is. Adrian Donati, my husband, the love of my life. "Please don't stop on my account." He says pinning me with his piercing greys. I look around. Escape tattooed in my brain. But I find none. "What did you think, that you could run from me and take my children with you?" He says getting up as he buttons his suit jacket. "They are not yours. You lost any right over them when you left me at the altar. Now they're just mine." I say, all sense leaving me. "Oh I got all rights over them, since the day my sperm made them up. And kitten, you're still my wife remember. This is not over." He says walking close to me. Way too close. Pulling me close by my waist, he rests his head on the crook of my neck, his lips brushing my skin ever so lightly as he speaks. "Quit running from me and come home. You're straining yourself and my children." He says as if it is the most normal thing to do. Savannah Greene. Hot-headed girl, whose seen her adoptive parents die right before her. All she wants in life is a good future for her adoptive brother Jackson, and freedom from her abusive aunt, Maria. Adrian Donati. Man of power and control. Has looks that can make you drop your panties. And gets what he wants, by hook or crook. And he loves his company above all. When these two meet, electricity cracks and sparks fly. Lips meet, hearts break, and profanities fly. But in the end will love save them both? Book one of the Billionaire Bad Boy Series. (Contains mature scenes and swearing.) #1 Ceo 21 October 2018 Copyright ©️ Eleanor Wilson.

"The world is ending and I'm just about to YOLO it" *✭˚･. *. ･ﾟ✧* *✭ *✭˚･. ﾟ✧*･･. "Y/n if we die I'm ﾟ✧*. Totally blaming you" *✭˚･. ･ﾟ✧* ﾟ✧*･･. ✧*･ ﾟ**✭˚･ﾟ. *✭ "I guess I'm getting blamed" *✭˚･. *. ･ﾟ✧* *✭ *✭˚･. ﾟ✧*･･. "You aren't funny." ﾟ✧*. *✭˚･. ･ﾟ✧*ﾟ**✭˚･ﾟ. *✭ "You're right. I'm hilarious." *✭˚･. *. ･ﾟ✧* *✭ *✭˚･. ﾟ✧*･･. In October 1989, 43 women gave birth but the fact was none of them were pregnant when the day began. Sir Reginald Hargreeves adopted 7 and thus became the Umbrella Academy. But little did they know 30 years later, they'd need to seek a #43 to stop an apocalyptical force, their own sister Vanya. Number Five x reader (female reader) Warnings: Language Death And more! Haha funnnn (I recommend reading in black and the text be times new Roman!)

"Give me sex and your time and I'll buy you anything you want, baby." In which a girl takes up an offer, but then realizes that it isn't as easy and simple as she thought it'd be. Highest rank: fanfiction #3 This story is so bad I wrote it in 2014. Be warned.

Book Two of She Belongs To The King - With their school year coming to an end, it was time for summer vacation, but just like their school year, it would be a summer they would never forget. Secrets will finally be exposed, and Mia will soon discover that maybe she doesn't know everything about her childhood best friend. - ❝Everyone knows he belongs to her.❞ - WARNING [ contains mature language ] STARTED on March 16, 2018

COMPLETE: #1 teen fiction 23/11/18 ''I'm bad for you.'' ''Yet I still keep coming back for more. Funny how it works isn't it?'' ''You, badboy, need to spare yourself.'' ''Or what, exactly?'' He asked, a devious, cocky smirk was plastered on his face as he advanced towards me. The look in his eyes was anything but innocent this time. ''Or you're going to get hurt. In more ways than one.'' / / / / Definition: Ryan Richards; //Cocky/Aggressive/Reckless/Hot/BadBoy// Definition: Amelia Russell; //Defensive/Reckless/Cocky/Aggressive/Bitch/BadGirl// Definition: Past: //Previous/Background/Experiences/Activities// :: Something that dares to define you. ::

Hayley Larson is the girl everyone wants to be. She is a model, has amazing friends, a perfect life. When her father is brutally murdered, her perfect life spins out of control. Sent to Downright High, a school for delinquents, Hayley finds herself in a mixture of trouble, ranging from enemies, fights, riots, to even falling in love. Will Hayley end up getting her life back on track or will this school end her, once and for all? #1 Action | #1 Teen Fiction | #1 Young Adult | #1 Romance © 2017 by LaurenJ22. All rights reserved.

He was a cruel King, but he would bow down to her. He had the darkest of beasts inside of him, but she could tame him. He had no soul, no morals, no heart, yet he loved her with every fiber of his being. She was his Queen.

Daisy Clayton is an innocent and delicate eighteen-year-old college student who sadly lost both of her parents at a young age and was looked after her millionaire Uncle. He owns a big management company and is currently at a rival with another big company that is being controlled by Henry Reed who is thirty-two-years old. One day Mr. Reed paid a visit at the University of Seattle for a job presentation and laid eyes on Daisy, in the audience staring at his burning gaze...

"I'm a monster!" he shouted in my face, his veins popping out on his neck. I tried to hold my tears but failed, all these months of patience and anger caused my body to shake, my heart was pounding so loud in my chest that my blood was boiling in my veins. "No Harry! You're not a monster!" I cried out loud, my chest rising and falling from my heavy breathing. He clenched his jaw and fisted his palms and in seconds, he punched the wall that was behind me right next to me, making me gasp for air. All the anger that built inside me was now replaced by fear as his piercing green eyes turned to a darker shade. "How can you say that after what I did to you?" he hissed, his hot breath hitting my swollen lips, his nostrils flaring. I took a deep shakey breath before I parted my lips to answer him. "Because I can see through you, Harry. I can see your innocence."