Aitana Daniels was at the age of twenty-six. She gave birth to her baby girl Freyah Raven Daniels six years ago at age twenty. Many people call Aitana a slut because she did not know who the father was of her child. She is barley getting paid enough to keep her apartment and expensives of her daughter Freyah. All Aitana is looking for is for someone to love her and daughter no matter. Someone to treat her right. ~~~ Sawyer Johnson was at the age of twenty-eight. He was sadly a billionare by the hands of his father. He lived in a lonely mansion that was full of maids and butlers. He knows that he doesn't need a whole mansion but he likes the fact of having people around him so he made sure to get Butlers and maids to have at his house. All Sawyer wants is someone to love and cherish forever, but it seems that day hasn't come. ~>|>|>~ What's my name?" Sawyer said slapping her thick ass "Sawyer" She moaned as she felt her ass sting some from that slap. "What.Is.My.Name" He growled slapping her ass every time he spoke a word. She moaned at the slaps. "Daddy" she whispered embarrassed. "Louder" "Daddy" She said in her normal voice. Sawyer didn't like that so he slapped her ass until she spoke the way he wanted. Her ass was turning redder by the second. "DADDY" she screamed at the 10th slap on her ass. Her ass was red from the hard slaps he gave her but she didn't care. ~~~~ #1 in Mother- March 8, 2019 #2 Love- April 4, 2019 #51 Family-September 14, 2019 #41 Family- September 15,2019 #31- Family- September 21,2019 #27-Family-October 2,2019 #1 single-October 27,2019

"You have no idea what you fucking do to me, princess." He says while slowly closing the space between us, his lips brushing against mine. I had the urge to hold back a moan as he pressed his lips against mine. And God he tasted like heaven Warning: Mature language and mature scenes

He had two choices; leave her and let her die or take her with him and give her a life he wouldn't wish on anyone. This story is a Bucky x OC story. I've literally had this story in my head for years and I finally decided to write it. This story is going to move quicker in the beginning since I have a lot of back story to give before we get to the good stuff!

Enemies to lovers. OOC Rhaenyra ⚠️this was my first hotd fic so keep in mind some canon/universe details may be wrong and characters may act ooc because this fic helped me learn them to write them better. just a prior warning before you decide to dive in⚠️ First daughter of Rhaenyra and Laenor, Naerys. A warrior, a student. A girl without a dragon. Second son of Alicent and Viserys, Aemond. A warrior, a student. A boy without a dragon. They hate each other. Pitted against tone another since the year they were born. Who's stronger, faster, smarter? But sometimes bitter hatred has a habit of turning into blossoming love. Sometimes isn't always. Will they burn as one? Or will a war suffocate them in the ashes? Book spoilers!!!!

"I really am sorry." "I know. Now lift your skirt for me," he demands, standing behind my sprawled out figure on his desk, rolling up the sleeves of his button up. I feel my face flush, and I lift my cheek from its position on the solid wood desk to where I knew they were standing, waiting. I lock my wide eyes with pale green ones, knowing Sebastian's my best chance at avoiding punishment. All I receive in return is a slow, smug grin, and then a shrug, telling me I'm all out of luck. I watch as he gets comfortable, leaning against the dark wood walls and sliding his hands in his now slightly creased pant pockets. My eyes flicker over to Nik and Oliver, who moved to take up the leather armchairs at each corner of the desk, each with wicked gleams in their eyes, feasting on my vulnerable position. I shiver as I feel Elijah's cold hand run up the back of my thigh softly, only to pinch the goosebump-covered skin just under the curve of my ass, jolting me into awareness. "You know I don't like waiting, pretty girl," he chides, leaning into me so I can faintly feel his even breaths whisper along my neck. I lift my hands and reach behind me to pull up my fitted skirt so that my panty-clad bottom is hit with the effects of the slightly too-high air conditioning. I shiver in anticipation of Elijah's hard hand, knowing that despite my fear, I'm also more excited than I've ever been. His hand suddenly reaches into the side of my underwear from behind and he slides his fingers through my soaking folds, leisurely stroking my clit. I inhale a sharp gasp of air, electricity flowing through my pussy at his mere touch. "You're such a good cunt for us, aren't you, sweetheart? Are you going to take your punishment like a good girl now?"