(Ryan Destiny X Trevor Jackson) "You love her to tongue, Fairy?" I growled, ploughing into Sithy, hard and fast. The Fairy nods, trying her best not to scream out in pleasure. I grabbed her throat with one hand. This shook her and turned her on at the same time. Her eyes darkened. "Use your words," "Yes, Sire!" She moans. "Yeah, you want to cum in her mouth don't you?" I grunted as my abs started to burn and I felt the tingling and tightening sensation that meant I was close. With her throat still in my grasp, I pulled her into me, sinking her lips to mine, sinking my tongue down her throat. Gripping one of her soft, breasts in my hand, I knead it. Feeling as she vibrated on Sithy's tongue, knowing she couldn't moan out because I've captured her lips and am now adding pain to pleasure with my firm grip on her throat. "Put your whole weight down on her face," I growled, taking our lips apart for a second. She hesitated. "Don't worry, she can't suffocate." She does as told. Good girl. ~~~~~~~ This story is set in Winone University, a place where magical beings enrol to learn the skills they'll need to assimilate into the real world during the day. But at night? they master their crafts...and the humans have no clue. Ruled By King Maaldamir who is about hand the reign over the handsome, yet feared son, Zurich. Enjoy. Posted Nov.7.2021 Story RATED R.

She gazed into her dark brown eyes with lust and pain. A rose as red as her tainted lips she'd put behind her ear, still holding it there, never wanting to let go. She put her forehead against hers as she whispered "You're just like a rose, beautiful but when you come too close you sting, not wanting others to see the pain behind your beauty. But you know what, I'm not scared, I won't give up on you no matter how much you make me bleed." She looked deep in thought, biting her lip and raising one of her eyebrows, and finally, she pressed her tainted lips against hers, letting their lips collide. They knew, that now, they would forever crave each others touch, they were in too deep. They'd fallen too hard. Never did they expect that their story wouldn't end there, and that years later they would be telling this exact story to none other than their own kids. Started: 11th September 2019 Finished: 20th June 2021

Satan has been mistreated since day one. Ever since her parents found out they were having boy and girl twins, they have been disgusted but the fact of having a girl. Her mother wants nothing to do with her and her father has been touching her since the third grade. The treatment towards her brother is nothing but kindness and he's spoiled with everything. Gabriel had been treated like a baby his whole life, not having any chores and everything he wants. His mom treats him like a baby, and loves him more than her daughter. Satan can't help but feel betrayed and sick at the treatment. Even though she should be use to it, she isn't. Satan tries her best to fit in but with her brother's popularity and her selective mutism it isn't easy making friends. Although she isn't completely anxiety ridden and still wants friends, it's hard for her since she can't speak. Satan meets her opposite, a girl named Angel. Angel is an outgoing and talkative person, looking to find friends in a new school. Satan and Angel become friends, Angel teaching her sign. They eventually lead to something more, which seems to cause more than it should. Started Oct. 15, 2023 Ended Dec. 17, 2023 Most Impressive Rankings: #1- lgbtqromance (11-27-23) #897- fiction (12-3-23) #1- wlwromance (2-21-24) I own no music or images display through the book. Everything else, such as writing material is mine and I take full ownership.

He walks forward, pressing the blade into his throat. His skin is taunt against the serrated edge, and blood beads around it until it drips down his neck in a crimson trail. My eyes widened, wanting it. He is looking at me with those dangerous, glinting green eyes, daring me. "Kill me, then. If you feel nothing, you can kill me. Then you can leave.The choice is up to you. It always has been," He whispers. His words leave me as cold as the blade at his throat. My heart is subjected to this stabbing pain, like I'd turned the knife on myself, and I would rather it be like that. "But if you don't," he whispers," you are mine and all mine. We will rule the dawn of a new age, we will complete our bond, and you will forget about her. Make your choice." I can hear my heart beat in my ears, and I swallow agaisnt the rush. These are my options. Kill him, or agree to be his. I make my own choice. I can not take my freedom away. I can not be the mate he wants, but I can not kill him. With a deep breath, I turn the knife on myself. Aurora, a girl with only one name and abandoned at birth in a war torn land, finds herself lost in a sea of witches, drowning in everything she can never have. Or so she thinks, the night a divine interference rips her from her home leads to a butterfly effect of deadly, chaotic spirals. Something dwells in the unknown shadows of Aurora's soul, something lurking just behind the screen of consciousness, something passed down through the generations as greater beings try to avoid the annihilation of our world. Is she just another part of the fall out, another victim to an unending tragedy between two cosmic beings? There's only one thing that can help her, and it stands before her in the form of a green eyed werewolf mercilessly killing the witches she's grown up loving. She thinks he can protect her, but what will she do when he needs protection...from her? #12 in destruction #11 in strife

I couldn't understand, what it was exactly... The pain.... Or The tightness of her hand around my throat... Or maybe the way she fucked me with her eyes because I felt my back arch at the same time my eyes rolling at the back of my head.. My arms that were wrapped around her neck tightened their hold around her making my stiletto nails dug into her skin as I pulled her closer. My toes against the floor curled, feeling myself slowly moving over the edge. Even though my lungs burned in need for air unlike my soul that drowned and burned in pure ecstasy and need. The want and need sipping into my soul made my head tilt back against the wall, letting her hand perfectly wrap around my throat. "Fuckkkk!" Grey cursed out loud My eyes blurred with my own tears feeling the pulsing between my legs growing more but I tightened my hold against her shoulders pulling her more to me making her bury her head in the crook of my neck. Her grip never once loosening... Her breaths were short, shaky and heavy against my ear and before I could process everything, her voice hoarse and strained pierced through my senses, "Let this be a little warning to you so that whenever you think of defying me," Grey paused.. "I want you to remember how your body is nothing without me. Let that stay in your thick skull of yours, slut but for now, have fun thinking of how my dick would have felt pulsing within your walls." ******* Wanna find out more, check out the book immediately you read this..

𝑾𝒆 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒔, thrown together by 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘦 or some 𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 sense of irony, in a private all-girls school where rules and control were 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 to keep everything in line. But she was the chaos I couldn't escape. Cold, confident, with a smirk that made me want to smash it off her face-𝘰𝘳 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘧𝘧. Every move she made, every brush of her body against mine, 𝘭𝘪𝘵 𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭. I wasn't interested, not really. But the way she filled the space around me, so effortlessly, so 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘰𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘺-it made it impossible to pretend I didn't want her. - Best rankings!: 🥇in Sapphic 🥇in Frustration 🥇in LesbianRomance 🥇in fxf 🥇in HiddenFeelings 🥇in MommyIssues 🥇in Gradeschool 🥇in StudentxStudent 🥇in Private-School 🥈in AcademicRivalry 🥉in EnemiesWithBenefits

It has been foretold; the end of creation is nigh. Banished out of the heavens, He was never to return. Over a millennium of planning; death and destruction ensue. With the devouring of souls; His power ascends. Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse; brought forth; inflicting hell on earth. When He rises from hell, all life will cease. The only hope is Love: A celestial being constructed; an ancient bloodline. A daughter born; light and dark within. Two Beings; One Soul. Once merged; Salvation is attainable. ~ This story is about the predestined power of love between two celestial women. They are bound forevermore through acceptance and fated to unify their souls into one omnipotent entity. Love is considered the strongest power in existence; with that, can love truly conquer all? _____________________________________________ ⚠️ Warning: ⚠️ This book contains references to the death of a character's parent, self-harm, suicide, blood & gore, a few mentions of rape and other forms of sexual violence, child abuse, violence using fantasy/supernatural magic, lesbian material, strong language, and mature sexual content. Be aware that homophobic comments will not be tolerated. Read at your own risk.

(GXG)"Tell me what you want me to do to you. It's just a bit of role play" I decided to play along "I want you to eat me out" I whispered and she said "I couldn't hear you" my face turned red "I can't-" she pecked me and went to my ear. "I want to finger you until you squirt." She blew on my ear and I gasped and pulled back "Max!" That gave me chills. "What, I'm just being honest. I have long fingers" -------- Amy is nice, straight girl that constantly gets her heartbroken. She has a sister who despises her and a boyfriend who can't stay loyal if she paid him to. Max is a gay teen model with a face that is made by the gods and a body that it lean and beautiful. She has a beautiful house, nice cars, a great job. She has everything except for parents that give her the time of day. After one bad morning these two meet and will they be able make something work? Read to find out!

In the aftermath of her twin sister's tragic death, Reagan Sinclair finds herself in a never-ending battle against paralyzing panic attacks and drowning in grief. Desperate to just survive each day, Reagan's world is turned upside down when Paris unexpectedly enters her life, offering her a chance to explore a world of dominance she never knew she needed. As Reagan delves into a journey of self-discovery and passion, she must confront her suppressed emotions surrounding her sister's passing and her growing dependence on Paris. Join Reagan on a gripping adventure of love, loss, and finding the strength to heal in the face of unimaginable pain. "Why not?" I whisper against his lips, I want him closer to my body, I want it so badly it's almost painful. The sensation spreads through me like a relentless throbbing, engulfing my entire body. Paris pulls away to look at me, and his eyes are darker, deeper. I swallow at the primal desire pouring from his stare, eyes widening when he wraps his hand around my neck, his thumb stroking as it bobs. Almost instinctively, I raise my hand and put it over his, making him squeeze tighter. Paris growls low in his throat, and I close my eyes, marveling at the way every single nerve ending lights up. "Why not?" I ask again, just wishing he'd close the space between us. Just wishing he'd touch me. "No. This is wrong and I'm sorry I let it get this far. I'm older than you, love. You're so fucking young. This is......no," "I'm twenty, not seventeen, and I don't care. It doesn't matter," it's the wrong thing to say because when I open my eyes, he's shaking his head, his eyes locked on the wall near my head with an unreadable expression on his face. He removes his hand from around my throat, and the other slides slowly up my side and grips my waist, putting me more firmly against the wall. "No, Reagan," he says through clenched teeth, turning around and going to his room. I flinch at the sound of his bedroom door closing.