The Bully: She's off limits. My friend's little sister. Too innocent, too dumb. Until that party, where I took what no one else had. But now she follows me around. So sad, desperate, perfect. Other men try to poison her little mind. Steal her from my bed. I won't let them, though. And if she strays, I'll chain her to the truth: she's mine. The Pig: I'm a hopeless romantic, waiting for my hero... hoping he likes losers. Too thick, too plain, too much of a spaz. But one night, my bully stripped, and I forgot how to breathe. I thought love felt safe. But his hands bruise, and his words cut deep. Now, I'm trapped, wanting to escape, yet dreading if I do.

- ᴀ ʙᴡᴀᴍ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ʜɪꜱ ꜱᴏꜰᴛ ʟɪᴘꜱ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜᴇᴅ ᴍɪɴᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ꜰʀᴏᴢᴇ ᴀꜱ ʜᴇ ᴋɪꜱꜱᴇᴅ ᴍᴇ. ʜᴇ ɢᴇɴᴛʟʏ ʜᴇʟᴅ ᴍʏ ɴᴇᴄᴋ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪꜱ ʜᴀɴᴅ ᴀꜱ ʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴇᴘᴇɴᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪꜱꜱ. "ᴡᴀɪᴛ," ɪ ꜱᴀɪᴅ ᴀꜱ ɪ ᴘᴜʟʟᴇᴅ ʙᴀᴄᴋ. "ᴡᴇ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ," ɪ ᴍᴜᴛᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ. "ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴍᴇ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴡᴇᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴇ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ɴᴏᴡ, ᴀɴᴅ ɪ'ʟʟ ꜱᴛᴏᴘ. ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴍᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴜꜱꜱʏ ɪꜱɴ'ᴛ ꜱᴄʀᴇᴀᴍɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʟɪᴄᴋᴇᴅ, ꜱᴜᴄᴋᴇᴅ, ᴀɴᴅ ꜰᴜᴄᴋᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴍᴇ. ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴍᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴍᴇ," ʜᴇ ʀᴇᴘʟɪᴇᴅ, ᴘʟᴀᴄɪɴɢ ɢᴇɴᴛʟᴇ ᴋɪꜱꜱᴇꜱ ᴏɴ ᴍʏ ɴᴇᴄᴋ. ɪ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ꜱᴀʏ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴀꜱ ʜᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛɪɴᴜᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴋɪꜱꜱ ᴍᴇ ᴀʟʟ ᴏᴠᴇʀ. "ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʙʟᴀᴍᴇ ɪᴛ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʟᴄᴏʜᴏʟ ɪꜰ ɪᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇꜱ ɪᴛ ᴇᴀꜱɪᴇʀ," ʜᴇ ꜱᴀɪᴅ, ᴄᴀᴘᴛᴜʀɪɴɢ ᴍʏ ʟɪᴘꜱ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ. ʜɪɢʜᴇꜱᴛ ʀᴀɴᴋɪɴɢ #1 18ᴀɴᴅᴜᴘ #10 ʏᴀᴋᴜᴢᴀ

"You were always mine I just had to find you." ..................... "Ugh! Ok, I just want someone to push me against the wall, grab me by my throat, roughly manhandle my plump ass and fuck me senselessly." Suddenly I heard a deep, familiar deep voice shamelessly say: "I guess we can change that gattina." ............................ Yasmine, a ambitious psychology student with Pakistani roots, wants to be independent and strong. But her plans are interrupted by a mysterious Italian man, who is her best friend's brother and he soon turns her self-built little world upside down. *warning sexual content **for all women of colour and single-ass wattpadian gals 1st in #brothersbestfriend 1st in #alessandro 1st in #gaybestfriend 1st in #browngirl 1st in #hardinscott 1st in #pakistani 1st in #psychologist 2nd in #psychologist 3rd in #newyork 11th in #wattpad

"Whether you like it or not, and I'm ready to collect what's mine and You? Are MINE." MATURE CONTENT. Astoria Evans. She was anything but normal. Orphaned at a young age and continuously bullied at school that she even had to run from her birth place with her grandmother. Then she realises that she could see the supernatural and no one would believe her? Ghosts;The Dead, Anything. She saw them plain as day. She knew was different from the rest but after a stranger comes and turns her world upside down, she doesn't know what to believe. She knew she was special, but only thing she didn't know yet was she was the one Fate destined for the Big Angry God Downstairs. Pluto Being the antisocial god he is, he never expected to be suddenly summoned from the very brother he hated and despised. Then it was announced, his mate was to be born in 1000 years time? Of course, no less than one of the newer generation gods would do. So imagine his surprise when the goddess of love says his fated is a weak, flesh mortal. He storms out on this news not believing his ears. What sick fucking joke was this? 1017 years have passed since then and though she may be mortal but she's still his. And he was ready to collect what's his. ♡♡♡♡ Pluto pulled his black mask up, and looked coldly in Astoria's eyes. "I'll be back," He spoke. "Don't do anything stupid or I'll spank you." "But-" Pluto looked back at her harshly, "But what?" "You're not the boss of me." Astoria rose from her chair and stood in front of him poking him in the chest. Pluto caught her hands and leaned closer to her ear, "Don't hit me unless you want me to fuck you so hard in that bed until you can't move ever again." Astoria stared at his slashed eye and saw he was dead serious, Pluto released her with chuckle. He dragged down his body suit to his collarbone where it shone a bright purple with an evil glint in his dark eyes, "You may not think you're mine but your cunt sure does."

May Anthony is a 21 year old lady who just graduated from fashion and beauty school with big dreams of becoming a renowned fashion and beauty expert and having an institute of her own."THE MAY EMPIRE" she calls it. She dreams of building this empire with her boyfriend of 3 years until one night when she discovered something that breaks her heart into little pieces. That same night though,she meets someone and from the way her heart beat rises and lowers at the same time,she knows she's in big trouble Reece vitali is a 26 year old Italian business tycoon. A billionaire who had everything anyone could wish for .Having gotten married at age 24 he loved his wife or so he thought. A year later she birthed him a son Blue vitali and then disappeared from their lives leaving just a note and divorce papers. He became cold after that and only expressed warm love to his son. But that all changed when he came across HER. SOME MATURE CONTENT. (ON HOLD FOR NOW) Also , please do not steal my work or anyone's for that matter . It's a terrible thing to take what someone worked so hard for and take it as yours. Please be guided. Thank you😚 #2 - Italian (30/11/2020) #3 - Eyes (4/2/2021) #4 - Handsome ( 4/2/2021) #1 - Eyes (5/2/2021) #1 - fashion designer ( 29/04/2021) #2- rich ( 5/10/2021)

Erika Miller 23 everyone loves but one cousin takes the only man she love she lost her mind but realizes that she was free and that "men" were nothing to her. Bidziil or Alex walker 25 is a native American but he moved from variation and find a beautiful woman and he be damn let her go from their one-night stand.? WARNING: This book has strong language sexual action

It's not just me, my sister and mom anymore. Mom married up and now, not only do I have a new stepfather, but I have two new stepbrothers. Ethan is fine. He's like the brother I never knew I wanted. But King, is something else. He gives me feelings that I'm not comfortable with. It pisses me off. He pisses me off. He can be a dick. He's bossy, over protective, arrogant, strangely possessive and likes to play games with my mind. I can't stand him sometimes, but It's hard to stay away from him. He's everything I never wanted and everything I need. Our relationship is wrong in so many ways. Forbidden even! I'm afraid that I'm already too far gone, In too deep... I'm not okay with this.

(Hailey) "Please get out and don't ever come back." - I whisper. (Noah) "You mean more to me than anyone else in the world..." - he says lowly. I open my mouth to speak again but he beats me to it. (Noah) "I never lied to you about how I felt. I really do love you since the first day I saw you." - he looks at me. - "Leaving you, was and is the hardest thing I've ever did and ever will do in my life. I'd rather torture myself than imagine you cry for me. Twelve years ago... It was horrible after I left you. I cried too. For the first time. I felt like a little girl doing a tantrum but I didn't give a shit. I just wanted to cry, to miss you... and I did." - he reaches inside the collar of his t-shirt and pulls out a necklace. It is a silver chain with an H as a pendant. That's the necklace I gave him on Valentine's Day twelve years ago, when he gave me the pillow. (Noah) "This was what kept me going. Knowing I had a piece of you with me. Knowing that somewhere in the world you were with me. It was the only thing I've kept over the years. I couldn't throw it away even if I wanted to. It means too much to me. I love you, Hailey. It might not mean anything to you, but it means everything to me." * A mature story that contains strong language and sexual content.* **I realized that this doesn't happen in many books, or none (I haven't read a book where this type of writing was used) but I want to let you know that during the story and when the characters speak, the person's name is in between brackets before the speech. Simply because it would probably get confusing if there wasn't anything that could distinguish who is talking after the speech. I hope you find it convenient during your reading.**

Her hands where tied above her head on the head board. Her Carmel skin is glowing, she lookes so beautiful and all mine her neck is cover in love bites all the way to her tittes my hands trial over her stomach and reach her black cotton panties. I tug at them and sheered them apart " angel who do you belong to " with that I spank her pussy and her back bows of the bed

"𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝘁𝗼 𝘄𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵 𝗺𝗲 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝗽𝘂𝘀𝘀𝘆." He groaned, his voice deep and husky as he continued to tug on my hair. I looked out the window with a moan, feeling him pick up his pace. "Everyone?" "That's right, sweetheart. Every. Fucking. Person." ఌఌఌ In which a billionaire sets his eyes on the elegant ballerina with deep secrets that are waiting to be revealed. ••• 𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗔𝗟𝗢𝗡𝗘