This book is Completed --------------(student/teacher) "What if I told you he can't make you feel as good as I can?" Before I know it he pulls me into him. When his lips touch mine my first instinct is to kiss him back. His lips are so soft as they expertly move on mine. Mr. Morgan's hand moves to the back of my neck for better access as I run my fingers through his hair. He groans softly in my mouth as we continue our kiss. I feel like electricity is shooting through my whole body, begging me for more. Mr. Morgan seems to understand this need as his other hand grabs my waist and pulls me to him. I'm in a daze, drinking in his touch, his lips, his tongue as it meets my own. I've never been kissed this way, so hungry and passionate. A moan escapes my lips as Mr. Morgan presses me against the nearest wall, he moves down as he kisses my neck. His moves are desperate, enticing, it draws me in like a moth to the flame. Then I remember that he's my teacher, and I'm his student, and I have a boyfriend... ------------------------------------ Livia has it all great boyfriend, great friends, and a new teacher. When her senior year of high school goes wrong, starting with her boyfriend, she learns that there's no such thing as the perfect life. Even though she was living that facade for so long. Shawn is a History teacher with a past, he just can't help himself when it comes to Livia. But his past might come back to bite him in the ass. Not to mention the consequences of liking your student. ---------------- #wattys2017

His rough hands pushed me firmly against the wall. He placed his hands on either sides of my head, I was cornered with nowhere to go. He pressed his big muscular body up against my tiny one. His hot minty breath fanned my face and my breath hitched. He leaned forward but stopped when our lips brushed. The urge to kiss him was too big but I have to constrain myself. He is a teacher for crying out loud. "You didn't do your homework," he sarcastically whispered against my lips. "I..I well." I stuttered not being able to make full sentences. "Do I make you nervous?" Mr. Matthews asked whilst pushing his body even closer to mine, which I didn't think was possible but apparently it was. I was now squeezed in between the wall and him. I gulped. "no, I just forgot. Besides I'm not the only one" I stated matter-of-factly. He grinned "I know, but I wanted to keep you behind. Want to know why?" he asked. I slowly nodded my head in a 'yes'. I felt him smirk against my lips. He pulled away slightly making my lips itch to touch his again. "Because you drive me crazy, I can't stop thinking about you" he murmured whilst placing tiny pecks from my cheek to my jawline. Each kiss leaving a tingly and hot sensation behind... Abigail is your normal 18 year old senior in high school. After summer break she has to go back to Green Camp High. There is a new teacher and he's smoking hot, Mr. Matthews. In this unexpected year Abigail gets bullied, breaks bones, makes and loses friends, takes care of her brother but above all finds love. Join her in this emotion rollercoaster and find out what happens in this unexpected year.

"She was beautiful in the way a forest fire was beautiful: something to be admired from a distance, not up close." ~ Terry Prachett -------- Noelle is kind but if you mess with her, she'll make you regret it. There's something unforgettable about her. So few know the truth of her past, even less care to ask how it has affected her. She's that good at affection, masking and redirection. Then she bumps into Stephen, remarkably rare who just brings out the most, of everything. Do they bring out the worst or the best in each other? Or is it something completely bizarre that no one ever thought of? -------- All rights reserved to unsmokeharry, 2016 ©

~Short story~ ~BOTHWELL BUSINESS~ ~18+~ <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> Casey has almost always been alone for the majority of her life. No friends and no family. And she's had enough. She quits her poorly paying job, gets involved with the god forsaken Bothwells and becomes a stripper. Because why not. But when Casey develops feelings towards the head of the Bothwell clan, things start to get Complicated. Casey knows she shouldn't, but she just can't help herself. All she wants is him. <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> I looked into his emerald green eyes that were hooded with lust, his body shielding mine from the splashing water, not managing to prevent me from getting wet though - that was his own doing. His eyes flickered between my lips and eyes, until I pulled his head down to connect our lips in a passionate slow kiss. Our tongues danced for dominance and his hands roamed free over my body. He lifted me up by my ass and positioned me against the wall, my legs locking around his torso.