"What's my name?" He smirked, pulling in and out of her very slow, in a torturous way. She groaned, not satisfied with his pace. She wrapped her legs around his waist. "Daddy." She moaned. He smiled to himself as he slammed himself into her, making her scream out in pleasure.

"she's m-mine; my babygirl." or harry has a strange case of ocd and allie-rose is the first thing he allows himself to get attached to.

"I....I could always show you.." He told me Huh? "I could always teach you how." He repeated. "What?" I asked astonished he would even say that. "I could teach you how. I could show you how to be touched, how to touch others, even how to touch yourself" He said with seriousness in his voice. He's got to be joking. This has to be a prank. "But...I..." I was literally lost for words. "Think about it, I'm not just going to teach you how to have sex, I'm going to teach you how to be confident and comfortable with your body. Your sexy as hell but your always so unsure of yourself and you act like a shy little girl. Don't you want to be confidence and stand up for yourself? Don't you want to show everyone that inner goddess dying to come out?" "Yes" I mumbled. I was tired of being made fun of. I was tired of being a coward. "So you'll do it?" He asked with a smirk playing on his lips. Should I even do this? Isn't this wrong? Without even thinking I spoke. "Yes I'll let you teach me your ways" I admitted. "Call it, Private Sex Lessons" He smiled. What the actual fuck did I get myself into?

"There is a little bit of devil in her angel eyes." [Book 1] // © 2014 Qveendom. All Rights Reserved. || Editor: @lola7909 || Highest Rank #1 in fanfiction

To love a psycho, a psycho you must become. // COMPLETED // {WARNING: This fiction contains extreme violence, drug abuse, explicit sexual content and features strong language not suitable for minors. Discretion is advised.}

"And what is the name of that virus?" "They call it 'love'"

Copyright © 2014, Brunoshooliganx Justin Bieber. Hot young CEO of Multi-million dollar company Bieber Enterprises. Eleanor Lopez. Young journalist working at Grayson Global as an intern. Eleanor gets assigned to do an interview with the CEO by her mean boss who sets her up to fail, knowing Justin Bieber doesn't have interviews with anybody. Will he give her the chance? INSPIRED BY THE STORY SUIT & TIE. THE AUTHOR IS AWARE THAT I AM WRITING THIS STORY SO DO NOT COMMENT HURTFUL COMMENTS. I DID NOT COPYRIGHT THIS STORY. THIS STORY IS BASED OFF MY IDEAS AND HAS A COMPLETELY DIFFERENT PLOT.

If you were to mention her name in a locker room, or in a girls bathroom, you would always get the same look and smirk sent in your direction. Because she was an urban legend. Someone people told their younger siblings about when they wanted to brag about how awesome it was to be a teenager. The details and the ending would always change, but the conclusion to the story was always that; "that girl had some serious daddy issues." (Art on cover credited to http://athousandclouds.tumblr.com/)

Church boys know how to pray, but do they know how to beg? /// warning: contains mature content such as sexual activities, sacrilegious comments, swearing, and other trigger topics. read at your own risk.