❝Read me your favorite pieces of poetry while I please you❞ I feel his hardness grow underneath me and watch as his chest begins to rise and fall. His lips part open with heavy breaths. I begin to unbutton his shirt slowly, kissing down his neck almost in the worse and possible - teasing way. The cross necklace lying there, his holiness slipping away inch by inch as I leave my sins along his untainted skin. "P-Please" The deep vibration I feel against my lips as they stay on his pulse. I smile and lift my head, with one slow grind of my hips. Alessio let's a hot moan fall from lips. His erection grows harder, as well as the pulse of my clit. My pussy directly above him. "Read to me Alessio" - Honey Rose is a eighteen year old nymphomaniac sin, her desire for sexual pleasure and the way words slipped off her tongue easily without regret, get her sent to Hartford Academy. Where studies and religion are the only things allowed to be spoken in the halls. In which a nymph corrupts the innocence of her Dean's Son. Cover by : RoseEmiliaSnape Highest Rankings - #1 in badgirlgoodboy. #1 in nymph. #1 in unholy. #1 in tension. #1 in naughty. #1 in boarding-school. #2 in forbidden. #2 in tutor. #5 in seduction. #6 in unholy. #7 in lust. #10 in innocent. #11 in temptation.

𝒊𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒕𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓'𝒔 ..... After Matteo Verrati kidnaps Aurora Moretto to save her life, they both agree that it would be safer for her to stay with him because of the threats to her life. Aurora didn't expect to find solace in him, Aurora didn't expect to fall for him and she surely didn't expect to go insane.

"𝑫𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒘𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒚 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈?" "𝑾𝒆 𝒅𝒐 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒚 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒔 𝒖𝒔, 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆." ..... 𝐉𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐍 has one goal, her next high. She needs the euphoric feeling of adrenaline that her life style gives her. If she doesn't get that, she'll crash and burn, feel all the things she's shoved down for years. 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐄 despite the awful things he's been through he manages to be the "life of the party". Always smiling and laughing, making everyone feel welcomed. He needs to be crowded, he needs to be surrounded, he can't be alone or the past will come crashing back.

[Book #1 in the Nystrom series] [Read tw before proceeding] [Dual pov] TW: This book contains heavy themes such as mature content, language and sensitive topics. Highest Ranks: #1 in Nystrom #1 in Boss #1 in Innerthoughts #1 in Missions #1 in Guns #1 in Devilboy #1 in Fighting #1 in Mafialove #2 in Badboy #2 in Cold #3 in Rich #3 in Weapons #4 in Tattoos #6 in Cold #8 in Crime #10 in Devil #12 in Love εꨄ︎з 𝐌𝐀𝐄𝐕𝐄 𝐍𝐘𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐌 comes from a lovely but dark family - their history is known by everyone around them, but she's the only one in her family who is innocent - or 𝘸𝘢𝘴 innocent. She tries to see everything on the bright side trying to hide the pain gathering in her heart; Not knowing that it would break very soon. 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐀𝐒 𝐋𝐔𝐃𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐂𝐎 is the one and only evil in this world, the one everyone is afraid of - he has no mercy towards his victims but when he meets Maeve everything changes. He is desperate to find out the secrets about her; Not knowing that he would fall for her. Will something bloom between Silas and Maeve, or will it all fall into doom? εꨄ︎з I place the back of my hand on his forehead while he looks at me like I did something crazy. "Baby, you're having a fever," I whisper and he smirks, his eyes closing as he chuckles to himself. "Call me that more often, 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺." ~ ~ ~ STARTED: DECEMBER 18, 2021 ENDED: AUGUST 6, 2022 Book by; @SabrinaA_writes

[Book #2 in the Nystrom series] [Read tw before proceeding] [Dual pov] I push the feeling away and ultimately concentrate my gaze on his upper body, which still bears the traces of my lipstick. "You did not remove them?" He smirks and closes the book as I chuckle and trace the lip print with my finger. I smile at the marks, I wanted him to be mine as much as I was his. The marks reflect that. He raises his eyebrows as soon as his eyes land on mine. "Oh?" His voice is hoarse and low when he murmurs, "You like them?" "I do, they look pretty good on you." I admit, gazing up at him when I see him smirk and I wonder what he is thinking about, but when he grabs my hips and pulls me into his lap, my question is already resolved. "Why don't you take some pictures then, love?" εꨄ︎з 𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈, the psychopath. While she is still tormented by her dark past, she starts to realize that if anything could obliterate her, it would be her twisted mind. She was desperate for sanity, and as if someone had heard her, the only person who could give her that feeling appeared. 𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐒, the murderer. He would twist a knife in his heart if it meant proving that he'd do anything for her. He yearned to understand her, her innermost thoughts and ways of thinking. He wanted to be hers, even if it meant losing his own sanity for her. εꨄ︎з TW: This book contains heavy themes such as mature content, language and sensitive topics.

[MATURE.] "𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚, 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙤𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙." A normal painter, that's what she was to the naked eye. A cold-blooded killer to the unlucky. Verena would step on anyone's throat who disrespected her. If seduction was a person, that would be her. Men don't control her, she controls them. Alluring beauty to pull her victims In. The woman we all want to be. There's coldness behind her eyes though, Is a mystery waiting to be uncovered. Once you break her walls down you find out she's just a little girl pleading for her dad back. "𝘼𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙗𝙤𝙧𝙣 𝙤𝙧 𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙?" A man you shouldn't look at unless you are looking for trouble. He Is the embodiment of the devil himself. Nothing hides behind Vincenzo's eyes besides murder. Torture was the only language he spoke. This Is the man you'd never imagine wanting to stab in the back. The biggest and youngest mafia lord in the world. Nobody could be let in or out of his life. The type of man that would keep your skull on his vanity as a decoration. - [WARNING.] This story contains: Drug/alcohol abuse Abuse Mature scenes/language Murder/crime.

"Stop overthinking," she whispered, holding my cheek as she stroked her thumb. "Please." "I can't," I admitted, scrunching my brows. "I'm sorry." "Don't apologise," she said gently, her eyes moving to my lips. "You're doing so good." Theo Ferreira- full time student and part time tattoo artist. He's quiet, reserved and has no other interests besides completing his degree. Theo is focused, but his focus shifts when he meets a woman who brings out a side to him he didn't know existed. Nina Cantero- full time student and the occasional babysitter. She's curious and utterly bored with her abundantly bleak life. Nina seeks a new thrill, and sometimes that means fresh ink on her skin. What happens when her newfound craving leads her to a particular tattoo artist?

"Just three from me Bella." I say before bringing my hand down her ass unexpectedly making her flinch and cry out. I smile when she shifts her ass in the air and I can already smell her sweet arousal. She's drenched and that fact alone has me straining against pants. She relaxes against me and that's when I take my chance to spank her once more. I'm then quick to lay the third one down so it stings worse. She's getting off the pain so the worse the pain, the better the pleasure. She whimpers against my hold and I drift my hand down the back of her thigh to her lace covered pussy to find her panties soaked in her juices, making me groan. "You're a filthy girl for us hm. Only they like being spanked Bella." I whisper as I move her panties to the side but she squeezes her legs shut. Trapping my hand there. I use that as my chance to rub my fingers through her slit making her moan while shuddering. . . . 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐲𝐚 She's always been known for being quiet and observant. She tends to stick to herself when she's with people she is not familiar with but the second she's with her people she's a whole different person. Confident but humble, she knows she's smart and beautiful but she doesn't show it in a cocky way. She still has her insecurities especially being a person of colour specifically mixed. But that changes with she meets 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦. 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐬𝐲𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐦𝐞𝐧. Started - 05 November 2022 Finished -

❝Fucking hell, Angel. Please, continue riding me like this. It feels so good. Please❞ he moans to me, letting his mouth open wide to show his own pleasure. I won't stop. I lean over his body and let my palm press onto his mouth, letting my four fingers grab one side of his face as my thumb grabs the other. I can never get tired of him talking no matter the occasion, but right now, this will go exactly as I want. "I don't remember giving you permission to talk, or touch my breasts." He exhales his pleasure as he pulls his hands beside his head submissively. His lips move, and his voice begins to rumble against my hand. I pull it away for a moment. "P-please. I love them." he moans. I raise an eyebrow, slowing down the movement of my hips to torture him. "What do you love?" I ask him, teasing the words out of him. It's no secret, but I'd rather him broadcast it on his shirt than only tell me once. I keep myself steady, not wanting to reach another orgasm myself. "Your breasts." he admits. "You love...?" I ask. "You." He moans, telling me what I want to hear. → Having to deal with the trauma of losing a parent, the Inferno goes about life taking what he pleases and not caring for the feelings of others. When secrets are revealed, so is his true self. His persona is at stake when he indulges in a forbidden romance with someone he's known to be family all of his life. The inferno. Lucifer on Earth. #1 Manxwoman #2 Forbiddenromance #2 Blackwoman #2 Slowbuild

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes, etc.)