It started with a proposition. Eight words; "I want to make love to your wife." They are eight words I will never forget, because with those words I found my addiction. [WARNING:The story your about to read is intended for readers 18+ due to it's sexual content. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion] Open to read a brief synopsis

[COMPLETE] [IN NEED OF EDITING] "He won't satisfy you like I will darling you know why? Because he's not me and you're not his slut. You're mine" "Answer him Adora or so help me you won't cum" Reid landed a spank to Adora's already sore ass. "R-Reid I can't fuck I can't" he locked his fingers into her curly hair pulling her up continuously slamming himself into her. "Be a good girl for me Adora and pick up the phone" he said lowly in her ear, filling her up. Adora reached over for the phone still feeling her orgasm building up. His hand reaches around her to rub her clit. "Adora baby where are you?" ➪ Adora Rose married to Theodore Hunt one would call him a momma's boy, their marriage is simple, problems she cannot handle. Their sex life is absolutely nothing Adora wants, she learns more about her sexual desires when Theo suggest a sex therapist. But he hires the best sex therapist in the country Reid Romano who introduces Adora to the world of BDSM. Adora fell for his charm even trying to avoid the idea of cheating on her husband but could ignore the temptation that came along with it. cover by RoseEmiliaSnape ✍︎︎ highest rankings #1 in therapist !! #1 in bwwm #1 in good girl #1 in affair #1 in secretrelationship #1 in bdsmrelationship #1 in sexual frustration #1 in submissive #1 in possessive #1 in darling #1 in mature #2 in jealousy #3 in ongoing #4 in love

"I hope you realize you made the worst f**king decision of your life." She could feel his cold icy blue eyes piercing through her soul. "I didn't ask for this..." tears threatened to fall from her eyes, her lips quivering in fear. His grip on both her wrists become tighter as he slams them hard against the wall, trapping her petite body in-between the wall and his body, "You'll never have a place in my life, let alone my heart, do you understand?" She winces from the pain from her wrists. He slams her arms against the wall again. He leans in close enough to the point where their lips are only inches apart, "I said, do you f**king understand, foolish girl?" His voice rises as he clenches his jaw in an impatient manner. She nods in hopes that he'll let go. And just like that, he lets go of her as she falls to the floor in utter defeat. What have I done... she asks herself. **Full Summary Inside** Cover by: Me, Myself, and I!

"Her name is Hela," he replied, watching the infant lose interest in the shield and move onto something else. Hela looked up at the mention of her name and the same grin came across her face. The smile reminded the Avengers of Loki, it was clearly obvious. The child seemed more innocent, but she was clearly his daughter. It didn't take a genius to know what they were about to do. The Avengers were about to have their hands full. Loki's only daughter was taken from him when she was just a baby. Her father was a criminal and unfit to care for her, and her mother was dead, so Odin ordered Hela to be sent to Midgard. Thor automatically calls up S.H.I.E.L.D. and soon Hela is being sent there to be raised by the Avengers. How will the young girl turn out being raised by superheroes, and more importantly, how will Earth's Mightiest Heroes fair against Loki's daughter?

✰ ✰ ✰ ---- "I'm scared to. I'm completely and utterly afraid of getting close to you, loving you and trusting you. I want to with every piece of my body but Im scared I'll go and fuck it up." "Then we will get through this together." ---- ✰ ✰ ✰ ---- Imagine being scared to express your feelings, not knowing wether or not people actually care about what your saying. Hiding your emotions through games and not expressing anything towards people. ---- ✰ ✰ ✰ ---- This book contains the following: ✧ Drug abuse ✧ Domestic violence ✧ Rape ✧ Strong language/ profanity ✧ Sexual moments ✧ Dark humor ---- Not for the faint of heart, abused, or people with ptsd. -Kacey

"Hello? I'm s-stuck in someone's basement, they've locked me up and I-I've never been s-so s-scared." "Ma'am, calm down. And please speak a little louder so I can hear you. So you're stuck in a basement, am I correct?" "Y-yes, that w-would be c-c-correct." "So do you happen to know where this is located?" "How the f-fuck would I-I-I know?" "I see, I'm sorry ma'am. If you don't mi-" "I found you!" "GET AWAY FROM ME YOU MONSTER!" "Ma'am, are you still there?" "Sorry, my wife must've gotten the wrong number." #195 in #horror I cant thank you enough!???

"Don't be selfish of something that's not yours, man." CJ said, shaking his head with a scolding look as I wiped the blood from the corner my mouth. "She'll be mine. She'll be mine, soon." A book about a man who thinks he has a girl right where he wants her but it all crashes down on him, it's not that easy.

COMPLETED Highest Ranking: #1 in Vampire Eighteen years. Eighteen years is a long time. Adeline hasn't been outside her cottage walls for the eighteen years she has been alive. She has been sheltered from the dangers of the world and kept safe from the harms that threaten her life. The day her eighteenth birthday arrived, she finally set a foot outside her dainty little cottage. The moment she stepped out, her life was in danger, and a game has begun. •••••••• Cover Credits: me

In the kingdom of Vanderdash, there is no more feared warriors than that of the Scarlet Guard. Protectors of the royal family, skilled assassins trained since childhood, They follow the crown, they enforce the crown. To many, the group cloaked in red is a greater symbol of the royal family's power than the kings crown itself. Citizens respect and fear the scarlet guard, the power they hold. But within the guard there is only one who installed that very same feeling into the rest. Head of the prince's royal guard, ruthless and cunning, rarely seen by the citizens themselves. They call her Red. An expert in poisons and deception, the small girl has brought armies to their knees without once lifting a blade. A vermillion haired monster hidden behind the face of a doll. ~~ I smiled up at the men, "Would you like a cookie?" They peered into the basket I held out, spotting the heart shaped treats. "They're cinnamon with apple Jam. I do promise they are to die for." The taller mans eyes narrowed, "did you give the poor fool dead on the road a cookie?" My lips parted, "a dead man? Oh my..do you think it is safe?" "..depends on who you are miss, why did you say you were in the woods again?" I smiled gently, "I didn't." He rose a brow. "I'm delivering these," I shook the basket a bit, "to my dearest grandmama." He hesitated for only a slight second, "oh. well. be careful then. These woods can be dangerous." I nodded once still holding out the basket, "so would you?" "Would we what?" I giggle a bit, "like a cookie silly." "Ah.." he scratched the back of his head, "sorry, I'm not too fond of apples." Damn it. I sighed softly, "strawberry next time then." "Right..." As I turned to go I looked up at the two tall men, "you be careful now too gentleman. There are wolves in these woods." They nodded rigidly as I spun and began to skip off, giggling to myself. He asked the wrong question. I didn't give the dead fool a cookie. I gave him two.

Description. Mia Falcon, a 16 year old skilled gambler, rebellious, popular girl with a cigarette between her pierced lips, streaked hair and damaged jeans who doesn't give two flying shits about anyone and would gladly slice your head into two. But, there's a reason for her sudden change, hidden underneath her broken, wounded heart. Due to her constant expulsion from four schools, she was taken to the neighbouring town by her parents where she develops her interest in the new high school and in the.....graveyard, just in front of her house. ******** Every night, the cold, lonely graveyard stares up at the open sky. Not a sound of a pin dropping can be heard from it's boundaries, except the beautiful melody of someone playing a violin echoing around it's yards, every night. What happens when Mia, having a spot for music, peek inside the haunting walls of the graveyard, despite of ultimate warnings from people. ******* Blu, a hot 18 year old with jet black hair and blue, oceanic eyes is a young, arrogant, rude and dangerous guy who also happens to be a very good gambler. They say he's an angry freak and he's the reason for the ultimate fear of little heads in the town. But what happens when Mia gets to know his secret and her curiosity spikes up to know more about him, until she gets to know about his gloomy past.