inferno /ɪnˈfəːnəʊ/ a large fire that is dangerously out of control. - in which two students that hate each other are paired together for the biggest project of the semester. - "you've been begging to take me out for weeks and the answer hasn't changed. not a chance, hemmings." "when i said i wanted to take you out davis, i didn't mean on a fucking date." - highest rankings: #1 in uni (14/06/22) #1 in calum (06/07/22) #1 in ashton (14/07/22) #1 in irwin (24/07/22, 23/12/22) #1 in clifford (05/09/22) #1 in calumhood (13/01/23) #1 in mgc (13/01/23) #1 in 5sos au (08/02/24) #2 in 5sosfanfiction (05/06/22, 09/10/22) #3 in 5sosau (14/09/22) #3 in lukehemmings (30/01/23)

"You can call me daddy." "You cannot be fucking serious." __________ "This is a weird part of the internet, I don't like this place." - Michael Clifford, 2020.

"You said you wanted a taste of paradise, and I'm right here."

"What are you doing with those?" I asked, staring intently at the handcuffs in his hands as he approached me. He had a little smirk on his face, the fuzzy black handcuffs combined with the look on his face making my heart race. "I wasn't kidding when I told you I was dirty, Cherry." He said. ** WARNING: This book contains smut! COMPLETED

Helen has always heard that love is blind, but she's starting to realise that love may not be blind after all, but rather forbidden, and in the shape of her step-father. Or After the unfortunate demise of her mother, Helen can't help but lust after her far-too-young and attractive step-father. Both Helen and Luke have bonded and developed a relationship through the mourning of her mother. But now lines are becoming blurred as their relationship develops further. Helen is struggling to manage with her feelings towards Luke, while Luke is battling his own demons of loss, shame and guilt. Warning: This story contains scenes/themes that are of an explicit and erotic nature and is intended for new adults, 18+. Story contains consensual sex between step relations (step-dad / step-daughter), with the female main character being under the age of 18, but over the age of 16, which is the legal age of consent in my country, and the country in which the story takes place. Please, if this makes you uncomfortable, then do not read. I do not condone kink-shaming and/or other negativity towards myself or my readers regarding this matter. This is a safe space for all. You have been warned. ON THE MENU: • hand necklaces • "good girl" • "eyes on me" • taboo relationship (step-father / step-daughter) • age gap (12 years) Enjoy 🖤 ⚠️ SLOW UPDATES BUT WILL BE FINISHED ⚠️

In which, the CEO introduces his employee to his wild world of greed, power, sex, and drugs-until it all comes crashing down. • An enemies to lovers fanfic. Stockbroker/CEO!Luke Warning: This story will include the use of drugs, violence, foul language, sexual themes and so on. Story is written in italics. You may want to increase the font size to read :)) You can find the playlist I made for this fanfic on my Spotify: cheesetoastie11. • Started: 1/11/2021 Completed: #1 in 5sos #3 in lukehemmings #1 in fivesecondsofsummer #7 in calumhood • 🏆 First place in the Watermelon Waves Contest.

"Maybe it's weird, but I'm glad nobody has fucked you. I'll be your first, your best, and I'm gonna ruin your body in such a way that you'll only think of me when you need pleasure. Because it might be between your legs, but this pussy is mine."

"God, Maeve." He chuckled softly as he leaned down to kiss me on the forehead. "You make me fall more in love with you every time you open your mouth." My heart fluttered and I felt my lips part as I processed his words. How could he be so casual when confessing that to me? "Really?" I asked, flustered. "You love me, even though I am, well...me?" I smiled, feeling the butterflies batting around in my stomach as I clutched him tighter. His lips twitched in amusement. "That's kinda why I love you. There's no "even though," blondie."

I stared at her and was sure I could do so for much longer. "You're not looking at the stars." She said softly, keeping her voice to a whisper. The sound of her voice was heavenly sweet. I shrugged my shoulders, but the action didn't feel like it belonged to me. "Don't need to." I told her. I was looking at my own right now.

"And after all the fucking matches, broken bones, ripped punching bags and crowds yelling at me to get up... who the fuck knew that my hardest fight would be you?" • [Contains smut] ©loudluke