[MATURE CONTENT] Have you ever wondered, what happens when a blood thirsty psychopath wants to get a therapy session just for the sanity of a name which leaves a trail wherever he goes. And what happens when that therapist wants nothing more but for him to sink his dick deep inside her to quench that undying lust against the line of her career. ***** "Say my name flower." Hoisting her smooth legs on his waist violently thrusting into her pussy as she bites her lips holding down the huge ball of moans just to taunt the green eyed Russian. Her client. "Never." Saying affirmative, Rosie swears in mockery not understanding the more she dares the psycho, the more hungry he gets for her. With that, a devilish grin crosses his face looking down at her lying on the table squirming hard obviously holding herself back from giving the tattooed man thrusting hard, deep, fast and so fucking good her brains melted, lost in the expertise of him inside of her. But no, she wouldn't give him the satisfaction of her loving every thrust he gives her sopping wet pussy until he accepts he needs her just as much as she needs this psycho. Softly, he whispers sucking her earlobe that has her toe curling and her pussy dripping. "By the end of the day I will have you moaning, begging and screaming my name flower, because you are mine. Fucking mine." **** Mature content Violence Mature romance 18+ IF YOU ARE NOT A FAN OF CONTROLLING MEN AND A SEMI-SUBMISSIVE FEMALE LEAD, PLEASE DO NOT READ. I REPEAT, DO NOT READ WITH INTENTIONS TO BRING HATEFUL COMMENTS BECAUSE YOU DO NOT LIKE IT. THANKS.

He was the boy that no one noticed. He was quiet, bland to the naked eye, a total wallflower who sat on the sidelines and lacked in eye contact with those around him though he had the type of eyes that made you feel like you could drown. He tried his best to blend into the background, but what he didn't know was that he was the only one that caught my eye. He was the most intriguing person I had ever laid eyes on even though he couldn't see me. He couldn't see anything.

From the moment Noah laid eyes on pure Jess, he knew she has to be his. She's beautiful in every sense of the word. She looked like a dream, a redemption. And he, the embodiment of nightmare and sin, wanted to be redeemed by her. This is a story about a girl who writes letters as she leaves them on random places and a story of a guy whose life was saved because of her. As he searches for this mysterious writer, he realizes that the world may not be cruel to him after all.

When it comes to crowds or even a small group of people, Aurora Price, is shy, very reserved and doesn't talk much. She shrinks into her shell. The only two people she's comfortable around are her brother's Griffin and Max. When she's at home chilling with her brothers, she's sassy, bubbly and always singing and dancing. She has the voice of an angel, and the body of a goddess... but... she's broken in her soul. She's been abused and doesn't trust anyone but her brother's. They've bounced from foster home to foster home... but no one wanted to keep two gay boys and a shy, timid little girl. Until...... Oliver Stone... Tattooed from his neck to his hips, light grey eyes that look like smoke, 6ft 2 and nothing but muscle. Girls drool and immediately drop their panties at the sight of him and he knows it. He ruthless, bloodthirsty, powerful and a cold blooded killer. On the streets they call him "Ghost"... Rumors say it's because if you piss him off or mess with his crew, you'll never see him coming... you'll never predict when your death will happen... but you can trust that it will. He likes to play with his victims.. that is... until he crosses paths with shy little Aurora. She tamed the beast and she doesn't even know his name. .................................... "Hello there little one." He whispered as his arms wrapped tighter around me. Of all the times and places I fall, it has to be right now and in the arms of a god!? "What's your name beautiful?".... Did he just call me beautiful? I couldn't speak... I was too busy dealing with a panic attack to tell this sculpted god anything. Why was he asking anyways? No one takes an interest in me... Ever. "What's the matter angel? Do I frighten you that much?" He loosened his grip... I manage a small nod. He smiles and gently brushes his nose against mine.. my brother's call that Eskimo kissing. Whatever that means. "No need to be afraid of me sweetheart. I would never hurt an angel like you."

I sat on the desk and looked up at them, my cheeks reddened at the proximity and depth of their gaze- quite momentarily, I was left speechless. Xzaviar and Damien were otherworldly, ethereal even. Both held so much power and dominance, just their gaze upon you- it'd leave you breathless. They were Gods personified. Xzavier leaned on the desk, his arms crossed, the bulge of his muscles were visible. He wore a white turtleneck, with black ripped jeans and his combat boots, he paired the look with the schools white varsity jacket. 'B L Y T H E' Written on the back. Damien however, sat on desk, his strong gaze affiliated on me. There was something about him today that made my heart flutter, his usual good boy aura completely diminished and now a whole person erupted. He wore a tight white sleeved síhirt, dark denim jeans and a black leather jacket, he paired it up with black vans. I loved it, I loved both of them. Damien stared at me intently, his once ocean eyes now a midnight blue. I chose the wrong place and time to get aroused. "Jacqueline-"He spoke, his voice low, smooth and alluring. It sent shivers through me. "-speak," he demanded. Guess I've been staring too long.

Colby hated one guy and one guy only. This guy stole his chance to become captain of the football team, mocks him in front of the team and -the cherry on top- slept with Colby's girlfriend. This guy was Ezra Dickinson. Colby swore that if he ever got the chance to get revenge on the guy he'd do it. So why did he get sent an anonymous photo of him making out with Ezra at a party? He decides to confront Ezra about the photo but his confrontation gets heated. Although, not in the way Colby was expecting. **Now publisher on Amazon and kindle under the same title and name!!** Cover by M_Rainberry

Sabina Kyle is a woman of work; she's a model at the pinnacle of her game and the managing editor of The Fit, the number one fashion and lifestyle magazine in the country. But when it comes to fucking around with Tristan Bishop, Sabina has three rules: 1. No kissing. 2. No talking about it at work. 3. No feelings, no strings, no complications. Now, why the fuck is that so hard to follow?

[COMPLETED] "One night." I whisper breathlessly as he begins to unbutton my blouse. "That's not going to be enough for me, baby. I need you longer than just one fucking night." He grunts. "Now let me please you." He says while taking his shirt off. Oh. ••• Twenty six year old Leona Goodwin is a stubborn, successful businesswoman, she has no time for men. That is until a hot businessman named Dario, 13 years her senior, lays eyes on her at a business party. Will she give into their instant connection or will her stubbornness push him away? #27 in romance / April 2021 #1 in bwwm / April 2021

𝐴 𝑅𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑐 𝑁𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑎 𝐛𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐬 ~ ~ ~ Nerida Spade lived a blissfully naive life. Locked in a tiny NY apartment for her entire life, all she knew about the outside world came from television. Nothing could've prepared her for the fire that ruined everything she'd ever come to know. Her redemption comes in the form of the firefighter who saved her life. Jackson Colt didn't care about anything on this abominable planet. He had no friends, no wife, no kids and not a damn to give. His daily routine included sleep, go down to the station, save a life and back to square one the next day. He was perfectly content with his mundane lifestyle until the day he rescued a wide-eyed angel. Nothing else would ever be the same. ~ ~ ~ 『 © 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏 | 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐃𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐬𝟒 』

[ boy x boy ] Ethan Ryder wasn't planning on moving to a new town just before starting his final year at high school. He wasn't planning on leaving his friends behind, only to have to make new ones. He wasn't planning on leaving his dad behind, either. But after Ethan's mom caught her husband cheating, she ran off, taking nothing but her two children and a lorry full of furniture. And leaving nothing but the divorce papers. Ethan's family was struggling with money; leaving on such short notice it was hard for his mom to secure a job. And with Ethan starting brand new at a new school, he had his own problems. Babysitting his little sister, dealing with a new, demanding friend, the threats of beginning at a new school, and a cute guy in his photography class that won't leave him alone. - - - - - Cover credit: @LuCaBeLLe - - - - - - Nominated for the Watty's 2018 Longlist #1 - #breakstereotypes / 10.8.18 #13 - #stereotypes / 22.8.18 #3 - #fandom / 29.12.18 #16 - #romance / 5.12.18 #1 - #homosexual /15.12.18 #1 - #highschool / 21.3.19 #1 - #cliche / 23.2.19 #3 - #completed / 13.3.19 #6 - #gay / 28.3.19 #8 - #lgbt / 15.7.19