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Favorite Things (The Resident 2011 Fanfic)

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Max has a new tenant. Can he win over his new resident without her discovering his secret? Lots of cute creepy Max. We're gonna go ahead and pretend that Juliet doesn't exist, which is pretty much my headcanon anyways. I love Max. I don't care if I shouldn't. Lol. Will get really smutty and Max is still a creeper.

This will have non-violent non-con/dub-con.

This is the second story I ever wrote. I like to think my writing skills have improved, but I still like this one.All Rights Reserved

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Sex And Writing|| 18+ [{Completed}] by mercifulmeh

He swiped my sweat-soaked hair off my neck, resting his lips against my ear. His fiery breaths blew across my earlobe. My body shuddered once again, craving more of him. "You're not the first woman to think she could seduce me into bed because of who I am, what I write. And you won't be the last." He gave a small chuckle, pulling down my dress, so it covered me. "But," he said in a low growl, "so far...... you're my favorite." Breaths poured from my lips at those words. My heart fluttered inside my pounding chest. His favorite, my brain stuck to his words like glue. Clinging to the small hope we'd continue this somewhere else, more than once. We stayed in that position for a moment before his body heat disappeared from my back. He lit a cigarette in front of me, the flash of the lighter illuminating his flushed, sweat-soaked face. I leaned against the brick wall, finding comfort in the coolness against my heated skin. His eyes met mine again. I didn't think I could move from the spot, but he forced me to when he held up a red, lacy thong in between his fingers. My red lacy thong. Fucking panty thief! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Their worlds collided in a heated, passion-filled hook-up behind a bar, bringing their broken pieces together. And now? Mercy finds herself as C.J. Cole's intern. The very Mr. Cole who wrote the most romantic, erotic books she had ever laid eyes on. How could she manage to keep her panties on around him? Or control herself? Hint: she won't. Mature warning.

The Vouyerist Club [Short Story] (Book 1/2) by phebedecruz

When Isabelle Maddox a History of Art undergraduate struggles to pay her tuition she falls into the underworld of voyeurism to pay her bills. Little does she know that sleeping with a man she's never met before in front of a room full of strangers leads her down a path of unexpected love and sexual liberation. #8 Eroticromance -------- ⚠️ Warning adult nature content His eyes worked their way down my body until they rested on the spot between my legs. I suddenly felt very vulnerable and a blush began to creep over my body. He knelt at the end of the bed grabbed my thighs and pulled me towards him so my legs were dangling either side of his shoulders. His hand stroked the inside of my thigh which made a quiet moan escape from my mouth. He smiled assured by my response and planted soft kisses on my knees slowly making his way up towards my deeper inner thighs. He looked up briefly and smiled before pushing my legs further apart. An involuntary sigh escaped my mouth. He ran his fingers up and down teasing me as he got closer to my sex each time. I lay back on the bed unable to sit up anymore. Chairs moved and I could hear several voices to the right of us. ⚠️ All rights reserved. This is an original work all characters and storylines are my own and created in my head!

My Sweetheart's Psyche by RipperGirl88

Book Three of "The Stranger In My Bed" series. ********************* "[...] when you meet the right person, you know that it's forever." Highest Ranks: #8 Sexualfantasy WARNING: Erotic Content! It's been a little over a month since Anna Walton took over as the caretaker for Mr. Weston. It's been even less time than that since he became her lover. Lovers, to be exact. Mr. Weston's rare mental illness means many personalities to take care of. It also means an ever-growing number of relationships. Jack, Victor, and now, Arthur has joined the group as well! How many more are waiting to pour their hearts out to her? How can she balance her relationships and her duties as a caretaker? And when she reveals the truth to one of them, what will it do to her sweetheart's psyche?

Why me? (Stranger Things// Henry Creel) by writerreaderdiana

After escaping the prison she has been in her whole life, she can finally be a normal girl! Y/n Byers... sounds nice, huh? Wow! Just like Henry told me! I miss him... if only he came with me... *This story has no smut. It is considered mature because it has violence and contains adult language. I will make a smut story in the future, don't worry, but not this story. This contains some writing that some readers may find a bit... disturbing.* *SPOILERS* APPARENTLY I NEED TO EXPLAIN THE STORY. I WANTED TO MAKE THE STORY FUCKED UP. SHE WAS BASICALLY GROOMED, NOT SEXUALLY, BUT WITH HER POWERS. IT WAS THE ONLY "AFFECTION" SHE'D EVER HAD IN HER LIFE SO SHE THOUGHT IT WAS LOVE BUT OBV IT WASNT.

Stuck In Hell With My Enemy by Toxiic_Lay

"What the fuck is your problem?" I asked my sworn enemy. "Have you lost your damn mind!" I scream at the top of my lungs. This bitch better answer me before I lose my shit. "HELLOO!" I get closer this time. Now I'm directly in his face screaming at him. "WILL YOU FUCKING AN- mmfp." I was suddenly cut off by his lips on mine. He pushed his tongue into my mouth, exploring every inch like he's starving. He lets me go and I have to gasp in order to catch my breath. I already know my face is flushed and red. "Are you done princess?" He asked in his dark gravely tone. Dammit if he doesn't stop with this princess thing I think I may fall in love. "Yes, now what the fuck was that for?" I took a step back, so he doesn't decide to just kiss me again. I can't do that again. I am almost one hundred percent sure my panties are soaked. "You were talking too much." Then he just walked away. God he's such an asshole! ~*~ Clara is stuck in this hell hole of a place because of the fact that her parents are blackmailing her to stay. Will she be able to find love here with a certain Kylo Miller or will she push him away because she's scared of being hurt again? I guess we'll find out together. ~*~ THIS BOOK WILL CONTAIN: Mature language Mature themes Explicit sexual scenes Mentions of death Mentions of Eating disorders

Watching by KoriKobzina

"Walter tells Stephen to move back so he can see his c*ck better. I noticed his grunting slowing down so it' s not a surprise. This is the third time my husband has had me have sex with our basement tenant. I used to like Stephen so that's the part of about all of this that most depresses me." The first in a series of short stories in "The D-Word" collection, "Watching" is the story of a young immigrant to Canada named Kali. After graduating from high school she is married off by her father to a much older family friend who she soon discovers has an unusual hobby. Walter is physically repugnant to Kali and she's extremely grateful he does not have sex with her. But she wonders what he does in his room where he increasingly spends most of his time. After Walter loses his job he renovates his basement and selects an attractive university student, Stephen, as the tenant. A few months later he informs Kali that they will be visiting the basement apartment and Stephen the following evening and that she needs to get a good night's sleep and bathe following work the next day. This story is based on a divorce case I edited many years ago while working at my first job as a legal editor for a publishing company. As I edited these cases I learned over and over again that truth can indeed be stranger and even kinkier than fiction.

Claiming Violet (an ADULT stalker dark romance) by mrsdarkromance

TRIGGER WARNINGS : Cnc, violence, substance abuse, there are scenes of r*pe and degradation. Please read at your own risk. ENJOY! After her parent's tragic death, nineteen year old Violet Sinclaire moves to old mansion left to her by her father in Louisiana. She plans to find herself, restore herself.. be someone new. However, Violet has no idea of the all consuming and all frightening series of events that will unfold. He watches her. She knows it, and she wants to dive in head first. Violet SinClaire I love this house. I love that it's old and that I have good memories here. I came up here every summer with my brother as a child. It's morbid, I will admit, but then again so am I. But something feels different here this time around.. I feel uneasy, the air feels thicker. Something is calling to me.. or someone. Someone is watching me. The thought instills terror in me and sends waves of fear down my spine.. but I want to know more. I need to know more. What do they want? The Watcher I want her. I watch her. I crave her. I want to hurt her. I will have her, it's just a matter of time. Violet SinClaire will be mine, by any means. She will be become undone by my hands. She loves me, she just doesn't know that yet. I'm here to help her see. I will claim her.

Of Blood and Duty by WhiteGoldFangs

Wattpad Exclusive! Nearly beaten to death, a man wakes up in a place he does not know. Neither can he remember how he even ended up there. Waking up in the middle of a road he discovers a world of pain only to drift off into unconsciousness again. His body having been crushed and broken beyond his wildest dreams. Falling out of consciousness from the pain, he later wakes up in a bed. A new place he does not know, but being looked after by someone. A woman. Why was he in the care of this beautiful but strange person? How had he ended up in her care? Why had she taken him in and why was she and everyone else so guarded around him? Determined to make his way back home, wherever that may be, the man soon realizes that things are not as easy as he first had thought. Learning to fit in with the people who took him in at the brink of death, he learns that a war is raging between two kingdoms, and which one he belongs to, he cannot remember... if he belongs with to any of them. All he has to remind him of his life before is a sword with a crest of two lions on its pommel... and a woman named Jade who screams for him in his sleep. This is a spin off of The Prince's Choice and Hunted Queen. I recommend reading those two before this one to get the best experience possible!

Addicted by BD_Connoll

"You have no idea how badly I want to make love to you," he responds with a shake of his head. "I love you so much," he continues and my heart melts. "I love you," I whisper back. "Okay, I'm going to make love to you now, Angel. It will hurt a little, so let me know if it hurts too much," he says and leans down to kiss me. "I'll be gentle," he tells me. Keeping his eyes locked on mine he shifts his hips forward slightly and enters inside of me. My mouth widens as he enters, and I feel a slight pinch. He was right, it does hurt, but it's not terrible. "Christ! You're the sun!" he calls out. I watch his face crumble. He buries his face in my neck and then he's above me again, his hands on my cheeks again. ... For 20 year old Alison Scott, love was never something she deemed herself worthy of. Not until he came along. With his tousled brown hair, lean muscular body and smile that ignited everything south of her body; he was unbearably attractive and intimidating to Alison. She thought he could never be interested in someone like her, until he was. Was living in the same household together with someone you want and need such a great idea? As they embark on this journey together, Alison discovers her own desires as well as all the secrets Isaac keeps. You will become addicted to Addicted. Warning: 'Addicted' contains graphic depiction of violence, sexuality, strong language, mature themes, and drug references. Reader Discretion is advised. BOOK 1: ADDICTED BOOK 2: CRAVED (in the making)

Desperate Need (Completed) by Morticia88

There are 2 kinds of people in this world: people who enjoy smut stories, and liars. This is a story of addiction and pleasure, how they can combine to create a monster of desperate craving, infatuation and desire. Our main character has no issue working side by side with the beautiful woman who can hold her own with the boys on the team until he finds himself lucky enough to delight in the pleasures of her flesh. Upon their first moment of intimacy an addiction is born inside of him and he feels a desperation growing more and more with every moment that he is not with her. He needs her. It grows exponentially with every hidden meeting they get the opportunity to claim and with every one that slips through their fingers with the ringing of a phone, the call of duty, the simplicity of the intricacies of life. As their secret relationship continues they take more and more risks with their delight in each other, finding what the other truly desires. But they both have partners at home and their emotional entanglements begin to battle with their simple enjoyment of the flesh. A corner is turned. Heads roll. Universes collide. Lives are ruined, changed, stopped. Will there be a happy ending for anyone? Or will the hammer of justice crumble all the hopes and dreams of pleasure, delight and happiness. Will love win out? Will duty be enforced? I guarantee you won't see the ending coming. Be warned, this is not simple getting dirty reading, there are plot lines, intricate characters and twists involved in this story. If you are not up for some hard core sexual reading then please find another book to read. This book is for those wanting to indulge in something naughty and delicious. FAIR WARNING: * HEAVY SEX SCENES * TRIGGER WARNING IN SOME CHAPTERS * Do not read at work * Do not read around family members * You may need spare batteries * Enjoy yourselves (pun intended)

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Sex And Writing|| 18+ [{Completed}] cover

The Vouyerist Club [Short Story] (Book 1/2) cover

My Sweetheart's Psyche cover

Why me? (Stranger Things// Henry Creel) cover

Stuck In Hell With My Enemy cover

Claiming Violet (an ADULT stalker dark romance) cover

Of Blood and Duty cover

Desperate Need (Completed) cover

Sex And Writing|| 18+ [{Completed}]

He swiped my sweat-soaked hair off my neck, resting his lips against my ear. His fiery breaths blew across my earlobe. My body shuddered once again, craving more of him. "You're not the first woman to think she could seduce me into bed because of who I am, what I write. And you won't be the last." He gave a small chuckle, pulling down my dress, so it covered me. "But," he said in a low growl, "so far...... you're my favorite." Breaths poured from my lips at those words. My heart fluttered inside my pounding chest. His favorite, my brain stuck to his words like glue. Clinging to the small hope we'd continue this somewhere else, more than once. We stayed in that position for a moment before his body heat disappeared from my back. He lit a cigarette in front of me, the flash of the lighter illuminating his flushed, sweat-soaked face. I leaned against the brick wall, finding comfort in the coolness against my heated skin. His eyes met mine again. I didn't think I could move from the spot, but he forced me to when he held up a red, lacy thong in between his fingers. My red lacy thong. Fucking panty thief! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Their worlds collided in a heated, passion-filled hook-up behind a bar, bringing their broken pieces together. And now? Mercy finds herself as C.J. Cole's intern. The very Mr. Cole who wrote the most romantic, erotic books she had ever laid eyes on. How could she manage to keep her panties on around him? Or control herself? Hint: she won't. Mature warning.