ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴs ᴡʜᴇɴ ɴᴏᴇɴ ᴛʀɪᴘs ᴀɴᴅ sᴇᴇs ᴄʜᴀsᴇ sᴛᴀɴᴅɪɴɢ ɪɴғʀᴏɴᴛ ᴏғ ʜɪᴍ. ɴᴏᴇɴ ɪs ᴠᴇʀʏ sʜʏ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴀs ᴀ ʜᴀʀᴅ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ғɪɴᴅɪɴɢ ʜɪs ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴs, ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀs ᴄʜᴀsᴇ sᴇᴇs ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀɴᴛs ʙᴜᴛ ᴅᴏᴇsɴᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʜᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ɪᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴍᴀᴋɪɴʜ ɪᴛ ᴀ ᴅʀᴀᴍᴀ... #𝟷 ᴏɴ ᴄʜᴏᴇɴ ᴡᴀs #𝟷 ᴏɴ ᴊᴀɴᴛʜᴏɴʏ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ; ɴᴏᴠᴇᴍʙᴇʀ 𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟿 ғɪɴɪsʜᴇᴅ; ᴀᴜɢᴜsᴛ 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟶

Have you ever thought for one second, that I've felt something towards you, other than hate, Potter? There's a fine line between love and hate. But I wouldn't necessarily call it love. Maybe lust. Anyway, it's impossible. You hate me. We're enemies. It's merely impossible. •• Trigger warning: mentions of self-harm, eating disorders, etc. [Highest achievements #3 in #Fandoms, #1 in #Drarry] I dont allow translations, sorry!

❝ Call me Daddy Princess ❞ ∙ Book 1 To The Daddy Series © RoseNesha, 2018 All Rights Reserved

So, there's this girl. She's perfect. And yeah, yeah, yeah, I know, that's what every lovesick sap says about the girl that they pine after but I'm serious. She's literally perfect. She's smart, she's athletic, and she's got this- this amazing laugh that just makes you want to laugh with her. She's tall like a model, with this long, dark brown hair, and these blue eyes- holy shit, don't even get me started on those eyes. And then... there's her brother. He's the exact opposite. The dude is practically a giant. He's tall, muscular, vulgar, rude, and, honestly, the scariest person that I have ever met in my life. But guess which one I have a date with. Kai Avery. Where to begin? He's popular, get's good grades, has devilishly good looks, he's got it all! Well, all except for the girl of his dreams, Rose Clary. When he finally gets his chance to ask her out without her scary brother around, it all goes downhill when he's ambushed by Blake Clary himself. In a panic, he lies and says he was coming to talk to Blake instead. He expected to get punched, but instead... got a date for Friday night. *** WARNING WARNING THIS BOOK CONTAINS BOYXBOY SEX IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT THEN BE A BABE AND GET OFF MY PAGE K THANKS ***

I had never been so in love. He was the definition of perfect. I wanted him to live like a prince. I wanted him to belong to me. I needed his love and attention. My heart yearned for him since our first meeting. The seemingly innocent boy...I wanted his body, I wanted his heart. Just by smiling he turned me into a beggar, something I strived long and hard not to become. But for him, I'd become anyone and anything to have and keep him. I cared deeply for him and anyone who wished any harm upon even a single hair on his body was to die by my hands. That was not a threat, but a promise. WARNING READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION! This book may contain content that may disturb, disgust and/or offend you. Please read at your own risk. Thanks. ***IMPORTANT NOTE 10/04/2022: I wrote this book in the manxboy era of corny wattpad stories and even though Toby is well over 18 (he's 24) the language I used when writing this story is very predatory. I will work on changing this when I find the time to edit this book and other older ones which also feature this icky, predatory tone and language. For now please replace "boy" with "guy" or "man" and know that when I describe Toby as being a "boy" it came from a blueprint of how other stories were written and not because I was glorifying predatory relationships. I am very sorry for the predatory language.

Petite Theo Walcott struggles with rent and is forced to search for a roommate. But what poor little Theo didn't expect was bulky, rebellious, drop dead gorgeous, Calum Niacin to show up at his door. ********** After Theo's parents die tragically in a car accident, he's forced to move away and live with his aunt. After six years, he moves back to his home town, expecting something different. But with his part-time job and through the roof rent, he has no luck. And when Calum shows up at his door, all hope is lost. ********** Not only is Calum Niacin a man of great pulchritude, he's insensitive yet adored by many. Calum is left with his abusive father after his mother dies and his older brother moves away. Unable to bear his father's abuse, he searches for apartments to move into. So when he finally finds his escape, he seizes it. All he wanted was to get away from his problems, only to be faced with a new one, Theo Walcott. ********** WARNING!! Unedited and most likely bad grammar ahead!! Proceed with caution!!! There are some chapters with sexual content but I'll warn before it gets to it!! Beginning is a little crap but please keep reading!

When Mylo Heather finds himself lost at a party his friend convinced him to attend, he searches high and low for his friends that have ran off to their own corners. When searching he comes across the party host's brother, Miguel Andorran. He's sexy beyond belief, and shirtless, and wants Mylo. It's only a matter of time he gets what he wants... Oh and did I forget to mention? He's a dominant. [WARNING]: Will at some point in the very near future contain sex scenes. This is BDSM! If you no like, you have no soul! *cough cough* I mean piss off. *cough cough* I mean the exits that way. *cough cough* I have a cold! *sniffles* :'(

#1 & 3 in the "There's A..." series. #2 is on my profile. [Editing] He's popular, I'm a nobody. He's a senior, I'm a freshman. He goes to wild parties, I stay home all night. So how did he end up in my bed? Where will it go from here and how much will he pay to keep it all a secret? (Boyxboy) Cover by @LoveInsanity

"MINE" he growled into my neck. Inhaling my scent deeply, my wolf whimpered under his touch. Electrifying feels going up and down my body. "Mine" I repeated slightly confused, his eyes flashed a bright red, and I knew right than that I was his. He kissed me, I took little time to respond kissing him harder. He wouldn't let me dominate him, taking a hand full of my hair yanking my head back kissing, biting and sucking on my neck. Moans and whimpers escape me due to the sweet torture. I was espically hard as he grinded our bodies together. "Your mine" he repeated in a low seductive, and dangerous voice. ____________ Atticus Pierson wasn't the the nicest person, often sarcastic and sassy and even fiesty depending on the person. He was a omega, and he didn't have the body and the height, but he was smart and sneaky. Quick like any other wolf, he was also gay. In yes there were gay werewolves but none of them were mated to the merciless, cold-hearted amazingly hot Alpha Donnivan 'Donni' Frost. Who dominated everyone in the room, who made you feel unsettling if you stared too long into those cold blue eyes of his. With a sexy smirk, and a cocky attitude he knew he was the best, and for that he wanted the best. Atticus and Donnivan bump heads as they try to come to conclusions with their feelings as mates. Donnivan being so possessive and over protective, bothers and scares a smart mouth and fun-loving Atticus, who doesn't see anything wrong with putting the alpha in his place. Will these two manage with another, and admit that they cannot be without the other. And will this Alpha learn not everyone is willing to submit to him. And, will this omega learn that he will be the Alpha's one and only.

"You know what I think?" Harry leaned across the table. "I think you're afraid. You don't take risks like us Gryffindors." He scoffed. "Please, you Gryffindors are all wand-waving and no spell." Harry grinned, settling back into his seat. "Not me. I always follow through." "Prove it." Harry stood up and walked around the table. He leaned over Draco, one hand no his chair and the other on the table. Their faces were a mere inch apart, so close that Draco could see flecks of brown in his emerald eyes. "I don't see any follow-through," Draco taunted. And then Harry kissed him. Harry's hands fell to his shoulders so quickly that Draco teetered on his seat. Draco reached up and grabbed Harry's shirt in an attempt to catch his balance which resulted in the two boys falling to the ground with Harry on top. Harry's cheeks were red with embarrassment as he tried to get up. All he managed to do was knee Draco in the leg. Draco put his hands on Harry's hips. "Stop. Let me." In one fluid motion, Draco flipped them around so he was kneeling above Harry. "And for future reference," Draco smirked, bringing his lips down to brush against his. "I'm always on top."