Hypersexual Stories

(ALOT IS FOR AWEARNES) Haiii ummmm... Yeah Every Saturday or Sunday I make a chapter nvm I'll make chapter when I can

Kyrea's the epitome of her class: poor, constantly working, and constantly drinking. Add in a bit of sex every now and then, and her fucked up past, and she comes out as a tiny young woman with some serious problems. Azriel's got it all. They're the personal maid of the queen of Ledra Minosa, have a giant ridable scorpion with two tails called a scorpier, and a past hidden deep into the recesses where no one can find it. Except there's one problem, everyone in Ledra Minosa wants the queen dead, and they'll kill anyone to accomplish that. With a sheer amount of luck, the two cross paths just brief enough to keep each other in mind. Their familiarity could be their salvation, or their demise.

Story will contain topics and sexual scenes that some readers may find disturbing or offensive. Story about my oc, Alexander/Alejandro Pérez Robinson.

|A story for hypersexual people| Kiara Miskesa (my au), a hypersexual teenager has sex issues almost always. She falls for almost anyone who makes contact with her - even girls. She falls in love with a new guy whom is also hypersexual and has the same problem as her.

Things going on in my life.

He who kills The Reaper is a man who's stuck between two lives By day he's a sharp tounged college history teacher who ruthlessly rules his lectures but, by night his ruthless turns deadly. methodical, calculated and dangerous, his victims all of whom deserve their fate, never touching the souls of those who've done no wrong he's constantly walking the line between chaos and insanity. yet despite his somewhat careful facade cracks start to form from beneath and that voice begins to resurface There will be BL, GAY

‼️DISCONTINUED‼️ Change. A new start. They're both in need of something, tired of living the same day after day. So what will happen when the Radio host meets the Former mafia member?

Teenager Wilbur soot how bad could it be..? (self insert sorta?.)

In a sliver of solitude, Charlie sifts through the wreckage of a life lived too loudly, too quietly, too painfully all at once. These poems bleed with the rawness of overdose nights, hospital-white hallways, and the kind of teenage recklessness that feels like freedom until it isn't. This collection wanders through smoke-filled bedrooms, half-drunk confessions, nicotine prayers, and the soft burn of pink pills that promised comfort and delivered chaos. It traces the hunger for praise, the pull toward hypersexual desire, and the tangled ache of wanting to be ruined, touched, adored, destroyed - all at the same time. Charlie writes about the boy who stayed, the ex who didn't, and the scars left behind by the people who took more than they ever gave. It digs into masochistic longing, the seduction of pain, and the strange, awful companionship of self-made wounds. These pages aren't about healing. They're about wanting, even when wanting hurts. They're about surviving, even when survival feels accidental. They're about the quiet rot of loneliness, the loud crash of bad decisions, and the sliver of light that somehow remains in the ash. Grungy, intimate, and unflinchingly honest, a sliver of solitude is a confession in fragments - a book for the nights you don't want to die, but you don't really know how to live either.

what happens when an asexual meets a hypersexual? interesting things.

Ray adalah seorang aromantic yaitu orang yang tidak dapat merasakan perasaan romantis kepada orang lain. Ia tidak pernah memusingkan hal tersebut sampai saat rumor dan gosip yang merusak nama baiknya mulai bermunculan. Ray lalu bertemu dengan Clara, perempuan yang menyukai Ray.

so I am staying up all night bc I am going to fast and I thought of doing this at 3 am I hope yall get alright soon ♡♡♡♡

𝐴 𝑝𝑜𝑒𝑚 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐻𝑦𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑒𝑥𝑢𝑎𝑙, 𝑏𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑦𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑒𝑥𝑢𝑎𝑙 𝑖𝑠 𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑠𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑝𝑒𝑜𝑝𝑙𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑙

meet me (olliver) and eliza, the other user!

Short stories, poems, inspirational or emotional literature because sometimes life sucks and words written are easier than words spoken. it's okay to not always be strong, to not always be perfect. To be messy and fucked up, to be damaged and scarred. You're still human, you still deserve just as much love as any and everyone else on planet earth. You don't need a reason to feel the way you feel. Your emotions are valid. You are Valid.

This is a book of poetry. Vent poetry. And just some random wrighting shit. I em bipolar and I was SA and raped by my cosine from when I was 3 to 8 or 9. It hard for me to talk to people. So I'm just gonna write. No one is probably gonna read this but I just want people to listen to me please. I might spam it and publish a bunch in one day. Or I might not publish for months. I depends. Thank you

This story is about Margaret's life and how she ended up in hell. during her high school years, she dated this guy named Ricardo, a year after she graduated she met her friend Alastor, later on Mimzy, they all became good friends. but she noticed her relationship with Ricardo was not looking too well.... read to find out more!

random cover bcuz idk what else to use, basically this is just about my hypersexual thoughts and i hope some of you can relate!