"If you want me to love you, all you had to do was say so," he murmured, his hand resting on my neck as he examined the blood staining my white blouse. "And if you want me to fuck you, of course." I couldn't help but laugh at his words, knowing how serious he was despite the joking manner. I cupped his face in my hands, gently caressing his cheeks with my thumbs when I felt his hands on my hips, so gentle as if he was afraid to break me. "But you didn't need to get rid of her, Kazumi." He leaned forward to my neck and his lips planted a light kiss on my soft skin before he let out a low chuckle. "Because I'll always be yours no matter what." ────୨ৎ──── 𝐊𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐦𝐢 𝐊𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚 embodies elegance and grace, but beneath her effortless beauty lies a soul as dark as her pitch-black hair. Her delicate blood-red lips promise malice with each command of hers, and her sinister amber eyes make everyone submit to her. As a CEO of a gaming company with a stellar reputation, she's used to having everyone at her feet within a blink of an eye. That was until she met her new assistant. 𝐇𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐭𝐨 𝐊𝐚𝐦𝐨, who wears his confident smile like a signature, is like a revolution to her authority, but most of all, the inferno to the blizzard surrounding her heart. Even with his struggles hanging above him like a guillotine, he never misses an opportunity to irritate her with his charming persona - and happily so. They aren't meant to have a page in the book of each other's lives - It is a threat to their dreams and everything they've built. Yet they can't get rid of each other as they get entangled in a web of frustration, temptation, and obsession. ────୨ৎ──── Best rankings ever: #4 in fatal #4 in darkfeminine #5 in hallucinations #7 in frustration

I started to step back slowly. " please I am sorry , I didn't mean to invade in your privacy " I scared of his reaction the way he staring in to my soul makes me tremble to my core . He starts to take predatory steps towards me slowly like he is feeding on my fear . " oh darling , I am happy that you did break rule because now I had a reason to show you the consequences of your actions " I took step back until my back hit the door . I tried to hold the handle but the door was locked . He smirked " you may Enter here according to your wish but , when you should leave it depends on me " I gulped as I feel his breath on my forehead " Pl .. plea.." "shhhhhh ...... it will be easy for you to accept it " People say that Nights are for dark demon creatures to roam and hunt its prey . But once they set eyes on innocent soul its start to possess it . Alisha Conner is a beautiful, kind, young, hardworking girl who loved by his mom and friends. All she wanted to protect and save in need people . But, the moment she tried to save an unknown person from a devil wrath . That moment her fate changed. Xavier knight is a multimillionaire and an role model to the world . In day he deceives world by showing his generosity, hard working . but, only some one to his close knows that he is an mafia lord in Europe . Arrogance , short temper, cruel, also who are good at manipulation. No one dared to question him yet stand to talk back in front of him . But what happens if a devil in disguise eyes falls on a pure soul . Will he possess her or that innocence soul will overturn his world .

The rules are simple: play the part, make it believable, 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳. A quiet, sharp-tongued French girl, Juliette. She 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘴 Madeline, and the feeling is mutual. But when Madeline makes an 𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳 Juliette can't ignore, hatred turns into a game neither of them can control. The stares last too long. The fights cut too deep. The tension is 𝘶𝘯𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦. They were never supposed to want this. Too bad they're already 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 every rule. [18+]

I wiped my eyes once again to see deep piercing green ones looking down at me. More tears came as I saw the root of my anger, and I stood up pushing past him. I tried to run but got pulled back by a hand grabbing my wrist. "What happened?" Clyde demanded angrily. "Get off of me!" I growled and pried his fingers off my wrist and continued to the bathroom. Once inside I went into a stall and grabbed some toilet paper to wipe my face. Why was I always crying? I heard the door open and I tried to contain my sniffling so that they wouldn't hear. Then I looked down to see the feet and saw Clyde crawling under my stall. ~~~~~ Alexa Moore is a crybaby. She can't deal well with her emotions; if she is frustrated, angry, sad, mad, or hurt she can't help but cry. She hates that she always feels the need to cry and tries to stay happy by being unconfrontational, and staying away from jerks. Clyde Wood is seemingly heartless. Through the bad, sad, hurtful, and pissing situations he appears to be tougher than nails. Sure he is happy most times, but in the eyes of many he is a heartless jerk that picks on everyone. If it wasn't for his great looks he'd probably be with the Gothic kids, not the popular ones. That, and he made a hobby of being a player. Alexa meeting Clyde was definitely a recipe for disaster, causing her to shed more tears than in her entire 17 years. The year goes from good to bad to good to bad, and end bad? With so much heart churning events, will there really be a rainbow after the storm?

College break takes a turn when Aria Lanes get abducted and hold captive by a man she later finds charming then soon desires. Her abductor was paid to kill her, but for an unexplained reason, he wouldn't, but he choose to protect her from any danger. Aria couldn't resist admiring his elegant posture, muscles, turn-on, and good looks wanted to be more closer to him. He couldn't resist that she couldn't resist him, so he craved her. Her flawless abductor had a rule, and she had to submit herself to him to get what they both wanted. Warning: Sexual explicit, expletives and violence, 16+ - What a menace! "You can't do that, Lorenzo!" I growl at him. He smirks viciously at me. "I own you. I can do anything to you, my Kitten," he says, dominatingly, then leans over me, rubbing his hardness against my wettness as I pull my hands in desire. I can't with the torture I want him to rail me! But I was still too close to my release when he left me, so I'm going to cum either way, but it won't feel the same. Of course, I will feel pleasure, but I want his help with it. His hardness rubs against me, going over my wetness but is not entering me as I want him to. "T-this is what you're going to do all d-day?" I mutter, knowing this is torture, and he's getting pleasure from it. "Yes," my warm liquid explodes out of me, making me roll my eyes to the back of my head, causing my back to arch in bliss. "Ah, you did it," he growls before he starts beating his hardness against me. I want him inside me! No, no, I can't do this shit. I begin to whine my hips against him, but that isn't good enough for my liking. He continues to beat his dick against me faster, and I start squirting all over him. My heat, exploding. Shit! I need him. - P.S Most of the chapters are not edited, or correct. This book was written when I was in high school.

"Have you ever touched yourself before, Charlie?" I asked him openly. He glanced at me like he had just seen a ghost. "I- WHO- WHY-WOULD YOU ASK ME THIS??!?" He squirmed. I laughed at him, I loved making him nervous. "Ohhh, how could I forget? The innocent, sweet, kind, angelic Charlie. Who's mother works with special needs children, and father owns a charity buisness. Charlie would never hurt a fly. He's WAYY too innocent to ever do something so filthy" I said dramatically. He scratched the back of his neck. "Does Charlie even know what masturbation is?" I smirked. His eyes widened like I had just cursed him. He made a small noise in his throat. With every sentance, he gave me an even more dirtier look. "I-I'm not even innocent" he said. "How about you prove it to me?" I asked. Charlie is a good boy. A straight a student with a wealthy family, and even a mother who used to be famous. June, the bad girl who moves in next door ends up running into him. Could this new "friend" of his corrupt him in ways he's never imagined? (TRUST THE PROCESS ON THIS BOOK PLEASEEE. AS MUCH AS I WANTED TO WRITE JUST ALL SMUT, IM ACC TRYING TO GIVE IT A STORYLINE HERE ASWELL)

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐲. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐥, 𝐇𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐭. ◇─◇──◇─◇ In the unforgiving underworld of organized crime, Isabella's innocence is shattered when her father's past catches up with him, leading to his brutal murder at the hands of a vengeful Mafia Don. Yet, instead of meeting the same fate, she finds herself entangled in a web of darkness, where innocence becomes a distant memory and survival means embracing the very brutality that once stole her innocence. As their paths converge, the lines between victim and villain blur, revealing the harrowing truth that sometimes, the greatest monsters are born from the ashes of innocence. And if Isabella was a monster, Aleksander was even more dreadful than her. ◇─◇──◇─◇ - Dark Romance - Mafia 온라인카지노게임 - Explicit sexual content - Mental health issues - Violence, blood and death - Age gap

"What is it that you want from me? Huh?" He spat, raising his voice. There was a vein in his neck and he was turning red. I've never seen him this upset, I must've really hit a nerve. His lips were tight but they were so juicy and kissable. "I want you to tell me- and don't lie- tell me that you want to kiss me. Tell me that you want me and that you don't care about Damon's feelings like you claim. Show me, Isaiah. Show me that you don't care." I said the last part in a low tone and looked at him under my lashes. Isaiah opened his mouth slightly to say something, but nothing came out. His gaze was fixed on me with his bright hazel eyes without blinking. He was clenching his jaw as if his life depends on it. "You're playing a really dangerous game Kitten." He says, his voice low and raspy. He was trying to hold himself back. "You started it when you let me kiss you." I whispered seductively. "So let's play." ." ~ ~~~~ When Zariah's father sells her to the Mafia, she's feeling the ultimate betrayal. She's told to be wed to the Don, Damon, as a way to pay back her father's debts to the family. She's given a bodyguard, Isaiah, to look after her until her wedding day. Isaiah sparks something inside of her- something dark and driven. She can't stay away from him even though he's loyally sworn to the family and the family alone. She wants him and he wants her. As they say, Forbidden things has its charm.

Thalia è una ragazza da un passato difficile e tormentato che arriva all'accademia SilverShade, una scuola elitaria che prepara i futuri assassini, dove l'oscurità e i segreti sono parte integrante della formazione. Qui, scopre l'esistenza della House of Reapers, un club segreto che raccoglie gli studenti più ambiziosi e letali. Il club è capeggiato da Abel Lightwood, il ragazzo più enigmatico e terrificante e oscuro, della scuola che insieme ai suoi amici ogni mese organizza un gioco mortale, dove gli studenti si sfidano in prove letali che vanno ben oltre la semplice competizione. Thalia si rende presto conto che c'è molto di più dietro questi giochi di quanto possa immaginare. I membri della House of Reapers conoscono segreti oscuri e, mentre Talia si avvicina sempre più a loro, scoprirà che la sua presenza potrebbe non essere solo una casualità. Tra manipolazioni, alleanze sottili e scontri mortali, Talia dovrà capire in che modo navigare questa rete di inganni e pericoli, scoprendo se sarà pronta a sopravvivere ai giochi mortali della House of Reapers.

I can't help the moan that escapes my mouth at the taste of her tongue against mine, and my hips pulse reflexively up to meet hers. But before I can reach the heat emanating from her core, she grasps my neck in her hand and pushes me away, pressing me into the couch, my breath coming out in pants once I'm disconnected from her. It takes a few seconds for my dazed eyes to make out the expression on her face, and I notice that, while her lips are swollen with my kisses, her eyebrows are pulled forward in frustration. "Kai." She lowly whispers my name and pulls the hand that isn't tightly grasping my neck out to caress my cheek. I can't tell whether to bask in her attention or obsess over the fact that I did something wrong. "Stay still," The right hand clasping my neck tightens to the point where I gasp for breath, but quickly releases soon after. My dick jumps in my briefs at the feeling and I blush, secretly hoping she didn't notice. By the way that her eyes light up and her eyebrows release to a more neutral stance, I can tell that she did. But there's no time to acknowledge that because her next words and actions render me breathless. "Remember, I am in control." She states, and then pushes her pelvis so that her heated core presses right against my aching cock. *** In which an inexperienced college freshman catches the eye of a sinful Dominatrix who wants to take every ounce of his innocence... WARNING: This 온라인카지노게임 isn't limited to BDSM. It explores the kink world. And as you may or may not know, kinks go beyond pain/pleasure. If you're brave enough, check it out ;) *Trigger Warnings are provided in the first chapter* **The female lead is older by several years - suck it up sweetie, you'll survive** 110,000 - 120,000 Words