m: ❝ 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐧 𝐯𝐮𝐥𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞.❞ you: - 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘮𝘦, 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘰 m: ❝ 𝐢 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐝𝐨 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮.❞ ❥ ❥ ❥ • 𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 ! • 𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜: 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘹, 𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘦, 𝘥𝘳𝘶𝘨/𝘢𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘩𝘰𝘭 𝘶𝘴𝘢𝘨𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘨𝘦 • 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯: 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒐𝒓 • 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵: [ 𝚢𝚝: 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚒𝚗 𝚋𝚒𝚘 (𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚜) 𝚝𝚒𝚔𝚝𝚘𝚔: @𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚜 𝚒𝚐: @𝚟𝚞𝚕𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎_𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚕𝚎 ]

He lifts me onto the desk. "what're you doing?" I ask out of breath. "I'm going insane." he says, getting closer. "wh-what?" " I can't think of anything but you. I could barely hold myself back from barging into that classroom and putting my hands all over you right in front of malfoy." "really?" I ask in a small voice. "yes. g*d yes. you were so hot putting him in his place.'' I smile a small smile. He puts his hands on my waist and puts his mouth by my ear. "I don't think you realize what you do to me" he touches his lips to my skin and makes a trail of fiery kisses down my neck, across my jaw, and up to the corner of my mouth, before he finally crashes his lips onto mine. ------------------------- Claire Williamsly and Mattheo Riddle have been best friends for awhile. A raven claw and a slytherin, an unlikely pair. Mattheo is trying to take a different path, as to not end up like his parents, but it is easier said than done. Claire has always felt more for Riddle than friendship, but he doesn't feel the same. Or does he?? And will being with him put Claire in danger??

My chest exploded with excitement, his words making me clench my thighs together. Mattheo shoved his knee between my legs making me gasp, his touch finally returned to my body. "Don't do that." I squeezed my thighs around his thigh, making him groan. "Fuck Aurora." Mattheo rasped. I rolled my hips against him, a strangled moan escaping my lips. "You're pretty fucking pathetic." Mattheo spat releasing my neck, his hand moved down my chest, filling my stomach with anticipation. "You're really that needy?" Mattheo asked. His fingers brushed over my clit making me squeeze my eyes shut, holding back a moan. CONTAINS DRUGS/ SEXUAL CONTENT/VIOLENCE/TOXIC RELATIONSHIP Highest rankings #1 in Blaise zabini #4 in Mattheo Riddle #1 in Riddle #2 in kink #1 in book #9 in knifeplay #1 in hookup #2 in wizard #2 in wizarding world #1 in Ron Weasley

"Have you even done anything like this?" He asked referring to the bondage book. "No." I whispered. "Alright" he smirked, "I'll. Show. You" I swallowed hard, my heart pounded against my rib cage, my chest suddenly feeling tight. He stuck his finger between his tie and shirt, pulling his tie loose. I watched him in awe, waiting for his next move. He watched me like a animal watching it's weak prey. "Hold out your wrist" he demanded, I did as he asked, putting my wrist together and towards him, earning a smirk. God why am I doing this?? I should stop this is weird and wrong but I want to know more about it, not that I'm into bondage but I'll never know if I don't find out. Anyways this can't hurt, he already found me reading it, what could be worse? He started tying the tie around my wrist, I watched his grey eyes as he paid attention to his work. He pulled his tie tightly around my wrist making me gasp. "Is is to tight?" He asked, looking up at my shocked expression. "No" I replied. "Some times pain can be turned into pleasure, isn't that right, Miss.Clark?" He ran his fingers over my skin where the tie was pulled tight around my wrists. "I-." I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly raw. "I don't know." I said quietly. I moved my wrists around feeing how tight the ties were around them. "Don't fight it. That's the biggest mistake it only makes the ties tighter." Malfoy said sternly. I nodded and stopped moving my wrists. I looked up at his grey eyes, seeing him smirking down at me like he was proud I was tied up for him. "Can you undo it?" I asked suddenly feeling more nervous then before. "Please?" I whispered. Warnings: age gap. Knife play. Ice and wax play. Bondage. Sexually harassment. Pain kink, hitting, biting, choking, slapping, etc. etc. domestic abuse.

"Goodmorning guys" they all turn their head toward me. "Goodmorning muppet" Ugh that stupid nickname, don't even ask me what it means because i wouldn't be able to answer it. I walk past Liam who is sitting with his abs toned. "Why do you always have to walk around shirtless" I roll my eyes and i hear the guys laugh behind me. I open the fridge when i confusingly look back at the boys. There is a boy that i didn't see before. I look him up and down, not even trying to hide that i'm definitely checking him out. He is so attractive. Tattoo's on his arms which go all the way down to his fingers. He has black hair with a few strands falling on his forehead. His eyes are a greyish color, or that's what it looks like from here. I walk toward Liam nudging my elbow in his arm. "Aren't you going to introduce me to your friend?" I say while looking at the unknown attractive man. ________________________________________________ What happens when she catches feelings for her brothers best friend? Will it ruin her in every way possible or will it do the complete opposite?

"I hate you." "Are you sure? I don't think I got a fair chance." "I am." "Are you very sure?" "Has anyone ever told you that you're full of yourself?" "No." "Well, they should." ·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙ Her definition of perfect was quiet and dull. He was anything but. Theo Parker was full of life; smiles always lighting his face and a camera on him, ready to snap a photo at any given moment along with almost living at the basketball court. Smiling at anyone who looked his way. She wanted to hate him, but she couldn't find it in her to do so. He defined perfection as impossible. Until he met her. He was aware of the glares and harsh words she sent his way, but under what seemed like not so subtle hatred she was smart and caring. Camilla Moretti didn't need anyone's approval or cared about their opinions. She didn't need anyone, and he admired that. Sometimes staying is easier than leaving; but maybe leaving would've been more simple. ·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙ I just wish someone would stay

the boy scratched at the skin on his wrist so hard it bled. he'd been doing it all summer. so much so that the skin on his left arm was nothing but scabs and irritated skin. it itched. it constantly fucking itched and it hurt. but the subtle pain was a decent daily distraction from his mind. and harry liked that. there's only so much dark magic a person can suffer before it leaves a mark. harry potter 8th year fanfic WARNING: 18+

Nuria Daeva is a 17 year old girl with a traumatic past which she is yet to overcome. Shes been in America for 2 years now and she's struggling but finally learning to love herself again but it's hard when your learning to love someone else, too.

MATURE CONTENT "Are you sure this is a good idea" i panted as Noah trailed kisses down my neck up to my lips. "I'm not going to go far... i ... argh! Fuck Cassie i just need to At least taste you! He look at dead in my eyes waiting for my permission. My breathing gets faster and i nod yes slightly. He crashed his lips on to mine but broke it apart only after a few seconds. " i need you to say it, say i can make you feel pleasure" Noah says while looking hungrier than ever. I look up towards him, "Noah.. i...just do it!" With thats said our lips meet again, but this time the kiss was different, it was more passionate and. faster, i didn't know how to feel. I edited and change things up for this book. Description Cassie jones is a victim of constant sexual assault and a victim of bullying. Not untill she gets partnered up with Noah perkens for a project. And a former lover returns to town. This story is full of drama, lust, love and sex. Will Cassie jones survive? And will Noah save her? Or will Josh? #1 - Sad story