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Kali Daniels is a 19-year-old student at Westview High School. She is loyal and protective. She can be girly and tomboyish. She will go to any lengths to protect her younger sister Lily, who is her best friend and in many ways, her protector. She fiercely defends those she cares about and those who are defenseless. Kali is nice and caring, temper flares at certain times, leading to impulsive and aggressive reactions. Isabella Amore is a passionate 24-year-old, the new Biology/Chemistry teacher at Westview High School. She inherited her grandparents' warmth and fiery spirit, radiating an aura of kindness and intelligence. Isabella is a dedicated teacher with a thirst for knowledge and a genuine love for teaching her students. Sparks fly when they interact with each other. Will their journey be drama-free or drama-filled?

"Is this what you wanted? To be taken from behind on my desk like a slut?" She demanded, tightening her grip around my hair, pulling my head back. "Look at me, Eden." My eyes met hers, and I almost shivered as I was met with the undeniable lust behind them that replaced her anger mere seconds ago. "I just like pissing you off, I guess." I smiled innocently, alluding to her previous question. Her eyes darkened, before letting go of my hair and grabbing my throat instead. I felt her fingertips trail over over my soaked underwear, and a moment later she brought one of my hands to my core, instructing me to hold the lace fabric to the side, as she began to slowly circle my wetness, before dipping two fingers inside me without warning. My eyes rolled back, a moan escaping my lips as I whispered her name. "God, my name sounds like a sin on your lips." She purred over me, curling her fingers inside me, while thumbing my dripping core. - An innocent waitress, a flirt of a mafia boss, and a relentless string of...well, problems. A fun little story to read, very gay, with plenty of romance, as well as - dare I say - humor.

"What do you want?" I mentally roll my eyes. "Can I not talk to my favorite girl?" She smiles walking dangerously close to me. Standing up from my chair I decide to move away from her to put some distance between us. "No you cannot talk to me, not anymore at least." I say "Oh come on now, you always like being close and now you're moving away?" She teased while backing me up against my desk. Thinking back to earlier today, I would have let her get her way and kiss me, so what changed? "Fuck it, just kiss me one last time." I finally give in. ☽｡⋆ After having to leave her home town behind due to an accident with her best friend, Ada Ashley is scared to get close to anyone again. She had to leave behind her family and friends to start over, it's always scary but she knows she has to do this. She just hopes she can even make a single friend. Everyone in their right mind knows who Raya Thatcher is, rising punk rock star hard to miss her even when she's just walking down the street. Due to a security breach, Raya has to fire her manager and is on the hunt for someone who can live up to that job. What will happen when Raya and Ada meet in a bar? Will Raya finally be able to find a manager or maybe even more?

Ms. Vale speaks, her tone smooth, sharp-laced with something cruel. "Are you just gonna stand there and gawk, or are you actually gonna walk into the class you're forty minutes late to?" She says Not a question. A taunt. Like she already had me figured out, already decided I wasn't worth the breath it took to acknowledge me. Which I like She leans against the doorframe, one hand still tucked in her pocket, the other dragging lazy fingers along the edge of the door like she's bored out of her mind. Like this-me, my presence, my very existence-is an inconvenience or a mistake. I hold her gaze, unbothered, letting the silence stretch just enough to make it dangerous. Then, with the ghost of a smirk, I tilt my head slightly. "Maybe both." I say boldly. Her eyes lock onto mine, cold but calculated. The corner of her lips lifts in that same amused, yet dangerous way. "Well, your eyes and your presence can figure that out on your own timing." she says, her voice dripping with honeyed menace. "However, if you can't figure it out fast enough, I'll have the door be your mirror in less than 3.5 seconds."

"With what I want to do to you, I want your full consent" she said, her voice steady yet inviting. As she spoke, she picked up a glass and filled it with water, the liquid glistening in the light. She approached me with the glass in hand, her gaze unwavering as she offered it to me, a silent promise of respect and understanding in her gesture. Are you sure of your surroundings?" I nodded, though the truth was that my heart was racing in my chest like a wild animal. "Use your words, Tee Rak," she urged, and I could feel the heat rising to my cheeks. It's just a pet name, I told myself, but there was something about the way she looked at me that made my pulse quicken even more. "Yes," I managed to stammer, my mind racing. "Do you know what we are about to do?" she continued, her gaze piercing through me as if searching for answers. "Yeah... Yeap... I mean yes," I replied, my words tumbling out in a clumsy rush. What was happening to me? I am a lawyer, confident and articulate, accustomed to navigating complex conversations and arguments. Yet here I was, stumbling over my own words, feeling a blush creep across my face, jeez what am I a schoolgirl whose crush proposed. "In the next five minutes I'm gonna be intense so if you don't think you can handle you're free to leave, but if you stay you still have the right to stop at any time" I should probably leave, every fiber in my being is screaming at me to run for it, but my last brain cell is curious of what this beautiful woman wants to do with me, no scratch that do to me because the way her eyes changed with the pupil dilating and the way she's looking at me like she is a predator and I'm her prey and she's going to devour me if I do not leave "but I would love you to stay, please." she added. The sensible part of me that wants to leave immediately died after hearing her say please and beg. "Get on all four"

"Why are you watching me?" There was a grogginess in her tone that I found extremely alluring. I shouldn't be finding it alluring, I should be maintaining my professional position. "It's funny watching you try and stay awake," my eyes glanced over at her before returning to the road. I took an exit that led to my apartment. "Where are you taking me?" She sat up in the leather seat and watched as we came to a stop light. I hesitated, not even sure with myself if I really wanted to bring my seventeen year old student into my apartment. "I, Uh, figured I'd just let you crash at my apartment, considering all that's happened tonight." Her eyebrows furrowed together, "Uh, are you sure that's a good idea?"

Riley's secret is finally revealed; An uncanny string of events leave the blonde and raven haired lovers to question their paths, goals and eachother. With Riley in emotional turmoil due to recent events, Alexa has to step up and offer solace and comfort. Teaser* 'Her fingers tweaked my nipple causing my back to arch the shocks of pleasure causing the heat inbetween my legs to heighten. My body trembled under her touch, her lips made their way to my jaw, my neck and then my collar, a hard nip was placed on my collarbone: I moaned loud at the pain which intrigued me because I really enjoyed the surprise. Alexa read my mind as her nails made their way to my thighs, scratching hard almost breaking the skin. The stinging, turning into burning made my core wetter than I thought it would. I used all my force to slam Alexa into the wall so I could dominate rather than submit. Alexa spun me around and pinned my arms above my head. "Don't try that again." She smiled. She kissed my neck gently, her hands made their way down to the zipper of my jeans.' **This is a sequel to 'The life of riley' i'd advice that you read that first before this or you might be a little confused.**

Geovanni Have you ever gotten that feeling that somebody was watching you? And that person who was watching you wasn't normal. I have felt that way all of my life; but then again I felt as if I went missing nobody would even notice or care I was gone. I am 23 and just graduated from college. I was there an extra year because I had to take care of my family. I had to transfer back into the city and pick up the extra work because my mom died, and my dad became addicted to anything that would numb his pain. My little sister and brother would be lost without me here. But now I could care less. A cold breeze blew through my window waking me up from my thoughts. I looked over in the corner and saw that nothing was there. It was odd because I felt like someone well more like something was there. It had to be my imagination getting the best of me. I laid back in my bed and closed my eyes. Then all of a sudden I got the feeling I wasn't alone. But the really strange thing is that even if there was someone in here with me I felt safe. Jordan. I watched her as she slept. In fact I have been watching her since she was born. I have waited half a century to find that one person. I think I have finally settled on her. She was my choice. I know. After being in as many relationships as I have you know things. I felt my fangs tingle. Her blood smelled so sweet. Her heartbeat was steady and strong. I took my tongue and ran it across my fang. The temptation to indulge in her red liquid was far too strong. I let out a low growl and jumped out her window. I was ready for a hunt. "Did you see her Jordan?" "Yes, and tomorrow night you will turn her," "Why do I have to turn her?" "Ezra, you know once you turn them, they hate you," "I didn't hate pops," "You wanted to join though," "True, but first see if she wants to be turn before you jump to conclusions," I nodded my head, before me and Ezra took off to find some fresh blood for the night.

This feels so wrong, I can't help but think as I'm perched on the edge of her desk, my legs spread wide as my knuckles turn white from gripping the edge so tightly as she sucks and bites at my inner thighs as I whimper. Her hands hold my thighs far apart, biting harder whenever I try to snap my legs shut, ignoring my whimpers for her to stop. I know she's used to doing this but I'm not. Especially not in a place so public as her office. People are almost constantly coming and going from it. I know she locked the door when she pinned me against it earlier and began smashing her lips against mine, slipping her tongue in to play with mine but I'm still anxious that someone will disturb us. My fingers grip into her hair as I pull her face away from my inner thighs, her eyes playfully glancing up at me as she notices the tomato-coloured flush covering my face. "What's wrong, lovely?" She teasingly whispers, her hands continuing to play with my thick thighs. "Come on, tell daddy what's wrong." "I'm not really comfortable..." I utter making her arch a beautiful brow. "Oh, I'm sure when I'm fucking you that'll be the last of your worries," she chuckles, standing up so that she can lean over me as one of her hands slithers around my waist to support me as I lean away from her. Without any warning she rubs her large bulge against me making a muffled moan leave my lips. She kisses and sucks at my neck, definitely going to leave hickeys as I try to resist. "Just relax for me, love. I promise I'll be gentle."For some reason I don't believe her, especially as her fingers begin to roughly rub my sensitive bundle of nerves with a sly smile. "Just enjoy the feeling. I'll make sure to take care of you if you pass out." *** Haelyn doesn't recall anything before she woke up in the middle of nowhere, her body in pain and feeling...different. She has no clue as to what happened to her until she finally can look at her new reflection.

Now. Now's my chance. Everyone has already gone up to bed and it's only Evane and I left downstairs as the last movie ends. Despite the late hour I feel wide awake and I know Evane is still effected by my flirting and the bikini I wore earlier because she keeps glancing over to me, her eyes always lingering around my chest until she realises I've caught her looking. As the credits roll, Evane switches off the TV, stretching out her arms above her head. She looks over to me, seemingly surprised that I'm still so awake since I'm always the person who gets sleepy first. Before she can open her mouth to speak, I beat her to it. "Evane, can we go upstairs to our room? I have a surprise for you," I say, trying to hide the wide smile that wants to come over my lips. Her brow raises, wondering if I'm serious though I notice the realisation come across her face that this has something to do with what I've been hiding from her in my suitcase. "What is this surprise?" She teases, leaning forward until I can feel her warm breath washing over my face. "Something I think you'll love," I reply, trying my best to not get overly flustered as she starts flirting and teasing me. She hums, giving my lips a small kiss. "'Love', huh? Sounds exciting," she chuckles. "Let's go upstairs then, shall we?" *** Humans are unaware of mate bonds and are even less aware of other human-appearing species, but one vampire is determined to make her human mate understand the world she never knew existed - even if its not always through the most conventional methods. NOTICE! - Credit for the inspiration for the beginning of this story goes to plutowasgay. Their stories are amazing so please check them out when you get the chance and support them.