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Beautiful Sinners
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Ongoing, First published Jun 08, 2022
Mature
"What do you want from me, Mila?" He asks, helplessly.
I take his hands and guide them to my waist.
"I want you to touch me, August," I reply, breathlessly. For once, I don't even mean it sexually. I want to feel his warm hands all over me. I want him to explore my body, to trace it with his fingertips. I want him to know every feature of my body by heart. I want him to map and memorize and annotate me like he does with his books.

 My hands slip under his shirt and I run my fingertips over his abs and up to his chest. I place my palm over his heart and, although he's been so good at hiding it, I can feel his heart racing. I withdraw my hands from his shirt and move them up his arms, feeling his muscles, and then to his neck. Sneaking a hand into his soft hair, I move in closer, until our lips are just barely touching. 

"I want you to kiss me, August. Are you going to, or not?"



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18 year-old Mila Farren is a social pariah at her catholic boarding school. Although no one at her school really knows just how deep her sins go, Mila is still labeled as the campus slut and trouble maker, even by her teachers.

At the beginning of senior year, Mila meets the new transfer student, August Reid. August is a devout Catholic first and a hopeless romantic second. He has never sinned a day in his life and has no plan to Although at first he is able to resist Mila's attempts to seduce him, he soon begins to wonder if maybe a little sin here and there couldn't hurt.

Initially, Mila isn't sure what it is about him that she's so attracted to. Sure, he's physically attractive, but it's more than that this time. Then she finds out that August's father is the new campus minister. Turning the preacher's kid into a sinner is going to be difficult. Challenge accepted.
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86 parts Complete Mature

18-year-old Farrah gets thrown into a whole new life with her best friend Olly. Moving half way across the world comes with complications and troubles, but undeniable joy and new experiences to thrive in. One of those experiences being meeting someone. He's arrogant and conceited, the complete opposite of Farrah. But like they say, opposites attract... right? She keeps unfolding new secrets within the professional environment where she newly works, finding out that not everyone is who they say they are. Trust is delicate, darling. -------- My thoughts are crumpled as I go flying to the floor behind me, hitting it harshly with impact. I land straight on my ass, my forearms flying to my sides to support me. The room spins slightly as I lift my gaze to try and see the cause that made me fall to the ground in front of so many people. Way to make a good first impression, now they all probably think you're a clumsy bitch who doesn't belong in this professional environment. I try to rid my fogged mind as I direct my gaze upwards, as soon as I do, I freeze. My mind doesn't take in any of my surroundings apart from the dark eyes locked with my own, sending daggers in my direction. They are a cruel grey, they look like shadows descending onto me. I never knew that the look in someone's eyes could make me so timid and afraid, I feel like prey and the predator is stood intimidatingly over me waiting for the right moment to attack again. "Watch where you're going next time, darling," the husky voice echoes off of the cold walls of the foyer, making his condescending tone rebound multiple times through my mind. I stay slouched on the floor, hands behind me as I stare up at him in shock, unable to form any words. His strident words still rebounding through me, words that were patronising and brutal. His eyes make me afraid, but his words make me infuriated.