(18 ) 𝙸𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚡𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕 𝚑𝚎𝚛. 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 (MATURE CONTENT AHEAD!!!) August (Mercy) Caddel has never had what people call a sense of normalcy in her life. She's been ridiculed by many around her including her own father. To be a woman with abnormal sexual desires was a struggle in itself. Add drug addiction with a hint of insecurities, a pinch of social anxiety and self hatred, a splash of daddy issues and you get a woman who's desperate for love. She's desperate to feel something other than pain. Elijah Hart has been let down far to many times by people he loved but didn't deserve his love. He learned to love the best he knew how and that meant possessing someone so fiercely that it could become suffocating You expect a man who's never been loved correctly to not know a damn thing about it. Elijah knew about it and he knew how he wanted to be loved. Only issue was with his love came alcoholism, jealousy, lies and cigarettes for days. He was charming, sexy as hell and had this panty dropping dimpled smile that brought woman to their knees... including August Caddel She became his new high in a matter of days. She saw him as the guy who was to good to be true. How long before someone cracks under the pressure of love before their addictions decide to split them apart indefinitely? Chapters with ✨ have been edited!! (Or half assed edited) Started: December 7th 2022 Finished: July 28th 2023 Started editing: August 2nd 2023 Finished editing:

#1 - Shocks 26/9/19 "Never knew you had such a dirty mouth." I say, finally opening my eyes to see her giggling at me and biting her lip. I don't even hesitate about what I need to do next. I flip her over so that she's lying on her back on the bed and I'm hovering over her. I pull her up into me so that I can kiss her neck and simultaneously unclasp her bra. I wanna hear her moaning into my ear. I wanna make her call out my name. I wanna hear her scream. My lips travel down towards her panties. I can hear her ragged breathing, and she's pulling at my hair with her hands. I hook my fingers into her panties and pull them down slowly, my kisses going lower and lower, along with her panties. I know she knows what's coming, but I tease her a little, softly kissing her thighs first after her underwear has been disposed of and she's totally naked beneath me. I am very aware of my raging hard on, and I'm fighting off the urge to just sink myself down into her right now. No. I want her to know what I can do. And I want her screaming. When I finally kiss her where I know she wants me to, the noises she makes are extremely encouraging. She bucks her hips upwards, and eventually, she lets go of my hair completely and grabs fistfuls of the blanket beneath her. I hear her moan my name, and I wanna stop what I'm doing and fuck her now. But I don't. I keep going. She's moaning and gasping for breath, and I can feel her legs start to shake, and she's wringing the blanket in her fists and her chest is rising and falling so fast, and I know she's there. It's the hottest thing ever, making a girl climax. There's no bigger ego boost, and unfortunately for me, no bigger turn on. I need to fuck her now. *** The Middle Volume Three picks up right where Volume Two left off. Enough said... *MAJOR SPOILERS if you haven't read the first two books DO THAT FIRST!* [Complete Series: Volumes 1 - 4 out now]

ｗａｒｎｉｎｇ | The following story contains vulgar language and sexual scenes that might be offensive to some readers. So don't go complaining in the comment section because you've been warned... • • • Being 17 is hard. It's even harder when you're basically taking care of your mother who's a drug addict and young brother. It's also hard dealing with the murder of your father and the lost friendship it caused. It's hard being alone, and even harder knowing you've caused it yourself. Maria is living this hard life, with built up anger, and resentment towards her mother and the murder. She is sent to the new counselor to "help" her with moving on from her past. But is this new counselor just a bandage covering Maria's true problems, or is he what she needs to fix it all? • • • My nails dig into his shoulders, those gray eyes beaming through me as I loudly moan his name, Mr. Wolfe. He places his free hand over my mouth, muffling my lust filled moans. "Call me Nate." He whispers. Nate pulls out his fingers and takes a couple steps back, looking over my burning body, craving just his touch. "Come over tonight." He tucks another card in my bra, then softly kisses my forehead as he walks out of his office. "See you tonight around 5, Miss. Moore." // chapter two • • • This is my first Wattpad story so I hope you enjoy it my lovelies! -AveryLeā

[Completed] Book 1 in The 'Three Words' Series - A/N I know this book isn't written the best and low-key cringe, it was one of my first, sorry. Naomi is a 18 year old university student, studying fashion marketing in first year attempting to make friends, have a good time and get a degree. Theo is a 21 year old first year university student studying accounting and finance, he was the epitome of the typical popular white boy who got all the girls and was the star football player. Halls, the place in uni where everything happens. Naomi lived in 156c and Theo lived in 157b, they were next door neighbours. Their flats became friends, but they didn't, they constantly argued and did not get along. **This book will have mature content in it, including sex scenes, drugs and alcohol. There is no mature tag in order for the book to be able to gain more traction** Weed and alcohol clouded his system as he watched her, only her. She moved her hips like no other girl in the flat, she was mesmerising. Nothing like the girls at home. She did a slut drop, slowly bringing herself back up in such a sensual way, peering up from her lashes to look up into his eyes and his only. Everything stopped. It was just them two in the kitchen. They forgot everyone else. The tension was thick, he wanted her. No, he needed to fuck her.

"Why didn't you tell me you like it rough?" Nathan says excitedly as he pulls me on top of him, moving against me without actually entering me. "I can do rough." I cry out in pain as he smacks my ass, but it's a good kind of pain. I didn't even know I liked this. I've never had anyone hit me during sex. Ever. We kiss again, both hungry for so much more. *** FINISHED STORY with 73 chapters & 2 epilogues. After pining after her ex for a year, living with her parents and working shitty temp jobs, Caroline finally breaks free. New town, new job, new life. Of course, she manages to shut herself out of her apartment during her first week in her new apartment. A handsome stranger invites her in, and a hot affair begins... Nathan is hot as fuck and more than willing to help Caroline explore her sexuality in ways she never even imagined. Caroline is more than happy to let him into her bed again and again. But who is Nathan really? And why won't he share any details about his life with her? Is she willing to risk her entire future for him? With exes popping up left, right and center, Caroline is in for one hell of a year. Chances are it will all blow up in her face and she'll end up losing more than she gained. Oh well, at least she gets some mind-blowing sex to soften the blow.

(The rest of my main characters in other books are not described and are meant for the reader to imagine however they want. But this story is specifically bwwm as I was asked to create) Willow, a soft and innocent goody two shoes who is just trying to make ends meet to support herself and her dad, takes up a new job as a maid in one of the richest neighborhoods in the city. She expects it to be like all of the other cleaning jobs she's had until she finds out her new boss has a son her age. Isaiah, the menacing bad boy who isn't used to the rich life. He's actually used to much worse, and it shows. Although she thinks the two are too different and Isaiah isn't the kind of person or lives the kind of lifestyle Willow is used to, she finds herself being around Isaiah increasingly often, contrary to his seemingly bad influence. Can she handle it? (Warning: story contains smutt scenes, second hand embarrassment worthy scenes, and mature language)

One day you're happy, and the next, a freak accident exposes your boyfriend's dirty little secrets in the worst possible way. I lost the man I loved, my trust in people, and my home in less than one afternoon. At least I know that I've pushed past unimaginable pain before, and I can do it again. Elijah didn't break me, just my heart. 💔🔨 So, the LAST thing I needed was to run into my ex's best friend, Gray on the street. Who cares if he's hotter than lava? Gray's a cocky jerk who seems to get a misguided kick out of making my blood boil. And did I mention the guy's got a chip on his tattooed shoulder even bigger than his inflated ego? Unfortunately, I just found out that I accidentally hired him to work on the BIGGEST campaign of my career!💀 But when Gray's prismatic eyes fill with heartfelt apologies, I don't know how to feel. It's messing with my mind, my career, my new friendships, and worst of all, it's hurting what's left of my ruined heart. I thought Gray hated me, but I was wrong...There is something much, much stronger that binds our fate. 🥊💕 This book contains adult themes (aka sexy stuff and trigger content) as well as Oxford commas and the occasional grammatical error. 🥊💕 **This is a complete story that I am currently in the process of editing, so feedback, notes, and helpful comments are always welcome. Bullying and harassing others for their comments as well as shameless self-promotion of things not related to the content will be deleted.** Highest Ranks: 🥊💕 #6 in #mature 😍😆🙏 🥊💕 #15 in #adultromance 😍🥰 🥊💕 #69 in #unrequited 😋😛😝 🥊💕 #92 in #tattoos 🥊💕 #18 in #badboylovestory 🥊💕 #1 & #2 in #adultthemes li

Megan attends college at Clemson University and she has a boyfriend, Christian, that she has been with since high school. She has the great best friend, nice apartment and car and she's a year away from her degree, but something just feels missing. Megan doesn't hate her life by any means... She's just gotten sort of bored with it, always feeling like there's something else she needs... Until she meets... Noah. She never expected to meet someone like him much less feel the sparks that ignite as soon as they meet eyes.... Can she just ignore feelings like that? Feelings she never felt before, not even from her own boyfriend. Noah won't be able to resist though, he has to do something about it... about her. Will she give in to the feelings taking over her? ---------- Excerpt: "Oh, you've been picturing me naked have you?" She asked sort of becoming amused now. Shit do I sound like a pervert? "No that's not what I mean...I just..." I tried to laugh it off hoping she wouldn't think I was a douche. She glanced inside through the sliding doors to see what looked like the girl she was dancing with earlier looking for her. When she turned back to look at me she had a look in her eyes that while I didn't know what it meant was still incredibly sexy. "Damn that's too bad... because I have been thinking about you naked since I ran into you this morning." She said confidently standing up and walking past me towards the house but not before brushing her hand across my leg. I watched her in awe as she walked back inside swinging her hips making my eyes go straight towards her ass. I sat there for a few minutes confused but extremely turned on... I couldn't lie I was definitely picturing her naked now.

You're right, Abby. You did see me. I've been showing up there a lot. Just to catch a glimpse of you. And until yesterday I've had no luck." I brush my hands along the clothes hanging as I walk closer to her. "So I sat there for an hour just to watch you. It was the best hour of therapy I've ever had." I take the nightgown from her hand, debating on whether I should put it on her or throw it to the ground. "Jackson" She whispers my name like a prayer. I close my eyes and rest my head against hers. "Say it again, Please." "Jackson" Her voice still breathy. Letting the garment drop to the floor i hold her hips. "You're mine Abigail. Do you understand? I'll never be able to let you go." "Then don't Jax." Abby's future brother in law assigns his cousin, and head of security Jackson; to be her personal bodyguard. She wants him to be more than that. Her sister Celeste wants her to find the love of her life-as long as it isn't Jackson. And all Jackson wants is Abbigail. He knows his criminal past and time in jail doesn't make him good enough for her but he can't keep his mind off of her. Being around her 24/7 doesn't help. Their relationship blossoms, but someone has been watching them, and is hell bent on ending their little romance. Even if it means kidnapping Abby. Read to find out what happens. **this story is rated mature. Mature scenes, language and themed. If you aren't into explicit details of an intimate scene then scroll to the next story. Don't report, or complain about a sex scene when you've been warned. Please feel free to leave comments or questions. I always answer. Updates should be frequent. And please don't forget to hit the star and like it. And please follow for updates! Happy reading!***

Carrie has been trying hard to put her past behind her. She has moved far away from her family, who really didn't care for her too much. Though the biggest reason she left was cause her ex boyfriend, Tanner, tried to kill her over a deal that went wrong and had blamed her for stealing a shit load of money from him. She finally feels like for the first time, she can start a new life and is able to move on. Especially with her roommate/best friend, Sam, whose been there for her since elementary school and moved with her. It's been a year since she moved away and now, without any distractions, especially, from guys, she one day meets her new neighbor, Hunter. Which makes things harder. Hunter is tatted from head to toe and is muscular/athletic and has just recently moved into the apartment across the short hallway from Carrie. Fate has nothing to do with why he chose that particular place. He happens to be the leader of a gang that happens to also be a good friend of Tanner's and since he owes Tanner a favor, as a good friend, he is asked to find Carrie and the money, then let him know so that he can 'take care' of her. But plans suddenly change when he falls for her. Will he stay true to his best friend and deliver? Or will he find the need to protect her? © Copyright 2017 All Rights Reserved