[18+ only, Mature Content] "Stop looking for a fight, angel, before I handcuff you to this bed and leave you here." "I'd scream," I warned him. "That would add the story of us f*cking." I held myself back from taking his gun and shooting him and gave him a fake smile. "I really dislike you." "It didn't stop you from moaning." * MALIA has one job. Follow the assassin called GHOST, find out who Sinners are, uncovering their plan. It was a simple order. But late nights, fights and the tension only lead to feelings and a desire that should be forbidden. Involves gangs, drugs, murder and sex. ENTERED IN WATTYS2019 04/06/19 STEAM & SMOKE by NŸX©️copyright #1 FBIagent #1 projectbadboys #4 badboy #1 gang #1 boy

[MATURE CONTENT] "What if Josiah sees?" I say to him, looking around for a wanderer that could potentially come over to where we were, and then up at the large, towering windows above us. Despite being obscured mostly by an oversized bush, I couldn't help but feel antsy. And that's not just because of the god beside me. His fingers caress my skin. Slow and oh so experienced. His face is so close to me I swear I can make out every hair sprinkling his face, every shallow line, every imperfection he didn't have. That voice brought me out of my thoughts, making my entire body alert to his every move. "Keep another man's name out of your goddamn mouth when I'm inside you." And with that, he drew back and slammed into me, hard.

Injured, terrified, and on the run, Kisa never expected salvation to come wrapped in tattoos, scars, and steel. When she crashes-bloody and unconscious-into the garage of Slater Wylde, a brooding mechanic with a body built for sin, she wakes to more than just safety. She wakes to obsession... Slater is rough. Dangerous. Addictive. Precisely the kind of trouble she should run from, but his touch feels like protection and devotion. With Kisa's past still haunting her, she decides to lie low and enjoy a little bit of pleasure from the hands of a Wylde. There's only one problem: Slater has no intention of letting her go. Sometimes, the deadliest remedy comes with oil-stained hands and a possessive streak that burns through the soul.

[MATURE CONTENT] "This is so wrong," I mustered the energy to say. "We shouldn't be doi-" my words faltered as my body almost gave out, unable to bear his intoxicating assault on my neck. "You know you want me," he said, drawing his head back up so I could glare into his eyes. "Stop denying yourself." Whilst one hand stayed firm on my hip, forcing my bum into the wall, the other trailed down my side and cupped my warm heat through my leggings. I bit back a moan. His hand ventured back up and I almost let out an embarrassing whine of protest, until they were pulling my shirt up to rest over my boobs. I almost orgasmed right there at the way he was looking at my bare breasts. "Naughty girl," I just heard him mutter through my fogged mind as he took in the sight of me. He bent down until I could feel the warmth of his breath on my skin, eliciting another round of goosebumps. "It's still w-wrong," I said, but this time I could no longer suppress my moan as he took my nipple into his mouth. If it was so wrong, why did it feel so mind-numblingly right?

"You say you want nothing to do with this life," he breathed, alighting my skin. "And yet, you come to me, time and time again." I fumble around for my words. "I think you'll find you're the one to come to me." His hands come to rest on my hips, pushing me into the wall. "Maybe that's true," he said, lips brushing against my skin with each word, making goosebumps rise all over my skin. I can barely think with the influx of senses he's invoking. "But who can blame me?" "Maybe it's best you stay away from me," I try, even though it's the last thing I want. The last thing in the world. "I don't think that's an option," he says, and then before I can think, his lips come crashing down onto mine.

In which, he was her comfort and she was his... ‼️Disclaimer... This story is only mature because of the language‼️

"i still want you and i always will" the one where two ex lover's met again. theres still sparks between them, but everyone can see it except them. *DISCONTINUED*

-only mature because of language -your childhood best friends with famous triplets, but you end up falling for one of them. does it work out?

Cathy was my everything. She was my best friend, and the woman I wanted to spend my life with. Sad to say, her feelings weren't the same. Well, not yet. Some call me a womanizer, but in all truth, I just dated shareholders until my girl knows she's ready. There was only one problem. This one got greedy and destroyed my life. Now, I wish I had kept my pants zipped and my belt buckled tight. Warning: Contains harsh words and sexual contents. Triggers: Tragedy The author does novel discussion on discord. Join if you want to be apart of the fun. https://discord.gg/CwzSAZ76n7

***MATURE CONTENT*** 18+ ONLY Morgan Summers loses her long time job at a book store, leaving her with a pile of bills and rent due. She has no choice but to apply for a job a bar with her best friend Liv to make ends meet... But the owner is nothing like what she expected. Tyler Rhoades is brooding, mad at the world, and likes to take out his emotions on the people around him. Will Morgan let Tyler walk all over her like she does everyone else? Or will they break eachother's walls down.... This is a fun filled adventure of emotions, alcohol, and lust filled outbursts.