Possessive Romance-Webromane & Campus-Geschichten

He placed one hand on the bed beside me, his gaze lingering on my face. “Do you know how to play?” I frowned. “Play what?” His lips curved into a slow smile. “Make them jealous too.” “Do you know how to fake a moan?” My heart started skipping. Lilian Williams has spent years trying to become someone worth loving. Behind her family's wealth and perfect surname is a girl who hates looking in the mirror, hides the scars on her face, and keeps giving everything she has to a boyfriend who makes her feel like she's never enough. Then Michael humiliates her in front of everyone. Desperate to save face, Lilian makes one reckless claim. Alex —the university's hockey captain and Michael's cousin—is chasing her. He isn't. But instead of exposing her lie, Alex agrees to play along. One week. One fake relationship. One chance to make Michael regret humiliating her. For Lilian, pretending to be Alex's girlfriend should be easy. Except Alex has his own problems. Between the pressure of being hockey captain, his rivalry with the Westbrook Ravens, and the expectations placed on him by the people who control his future, he has no time for a fake relationship. Yet somehow, Lilian becomes the one distraction he doesn't want to escape. As their staged romance pulls them deeper into university drama, hockey rivalries, and Fiona's growing interest in Alex, the line between pretending and falling becomes dangerously thin. Lilian only wanted to prove she could be wanted. Alex never expected to want her for real.

HIS TO TORMENT SELENA: Var Robert. Mean. A cocky, gorgeous bully. A broad-daylight playboy and my obnoxious foster brother. I hate him. Ever felt the urge to scream at someone until your throat burns? The urge to wipe that smug smirk off his gorgeous, sinful, and endlessly annoying face? Unfortunately, my foster brother has the face of a god. The heartthrob of NYU. He's downright sinful. Muscles for days, tattoo ink swirling up and down both arms and across his chest. Dark hair, piercing eyes, and that infuriatingly cocky grin that does things to a girl. But me? I'm different. Meek. Quiet. Always hiding behind my glasses, my wavy curls, and the pimples I can't get rid of. That's me. Invisible. Heard of His to Bully? That was my label. But now? He doesn't just want to break me. He wants to own me. They call me his to torment — and his alone. But here's the thing about being invisible: people forget you're watching. And I've been watching Var for six months. Every cruel joke. Every public humiliation. Every time he made me feel like nothing. I've been planning my revenge. But I never planned on him noticing me. And I never planned on him kissing me like I was his last breath. Now I'm caught between wanting to destroy him and craving his touch. And the worst part? He knows it. WARNING: This story contains mature themes, dark content, and morally gray characters. Read at your own risk. DEDICATION: To the depraved freaks with naughty minds — you know who you are.

I didn't want to leave Manhattan. But dead fathers don't leave you a choice. Eight months after dad died, Mom said we were moving to Madrid. “Better opportunities,” she said. “A fresh start.” What she didn't say was that it had something to do with his old college friend— the one who suddenly cared a lot about us now that Dad was gone. Mom said it was a fresh start. She said Madrid would be good for what she had with him. I didn't get a say. I packed my books and the last pieces of the life I had in New York. Said hurried goodbyes to my friends and boyfriend and followed her across an ocean. Now I was standing in a city that felt foreign to me. Surrounded by boxes and a man I was supposed to call “father.” Dacio Bruno. Rich. Powerful. And the father of “him.” I came to Madrid for Mom. But from the second we met, we hated each other. Or more like he hated me. And me? I made sure to hate him back just as hard. Hate is loud. And what was between us was louder. We were supposed to stay off-limits. He was older. He was colder. He was set to be my step brother. The one person I could never have. The worst part? I think he feels it too. And I hate that he does. Madrid was supposed to be a fresh start. Instead, it might be the place where I lose everything. Heck I wasn't supposed to fall in love with him. I had a boyfriend and a life in New York. It was unexpected. It was unplanned. He was the one I could never have. And the only one I wanted. This is my life now…….

“Look at how well you’re taking my dick, such a good girl”, I moan even louder as he leans forward to lick my tears off my face. “Did my son fuck you this good?” I shake my head and he slaps my boobs. “Use your words princess” I cry out, “nooo!! Fuck” and my boyfriend’s, well ex boyfriend’s dad smiles down at me and my heart skips a beat. “Good girl.” Oh God, there’s really no backing out now. Della never gave her name to the stranger she spent one reckless night with in college. She didn't need to. She slipped out before he woke, certain she'd never see him again. Two years later, she's dating his son. By the time she realizes the truth, she's already spending the summer under his roof, caught in a slow, dangerous pull neither of them can explain, until a single moment at a pool party changes everything: he remembers exactly who she is, in the same breath he discovers his own son has been cheating on her the whole time. What follows is a collision neither of them can walk back from. A father and son at war over the same woman. A confession that isn't gentle. A scandal that threatens to end a career. And a truth Della can't outrun twice. Steamy. Forbidden. Impossible to look away from.

Sienna Hart arrives at west ridge university as a funny, slightly chaotic nerd who seems harmless, but behind her innocent smile she's hiding a secret and a reason for getting close to Jace the arrogant star basketball player everyone loves. Jace thinks Sienna is just another girl who has fallen into his world by accident, he has no idea she's hiding something that could change everything, what starts as a clash between a Jock and a nerd soon becomes teasing, attraction, jealousy and a dangerous chemistry neither of them can ignore, the closer they get, the harder it becomes for Sienna to remember why she came, because she has a plan and falling for Jace was never part of it.

The rule was simple: No sex in school. But I broke it. It was supposed to be the perfect first time with my boyfriend, the moment I had been waiting for all summer…until everything went wrong! We were caught by my lecturer. My boyfriend abandoned me without a second thought, leaving me to face the consequences alone. Desperate to protect my reputation, my grades and my future, I begged for mercy. And he listened, but at a heavy cost. “Suck me off,” he ordered and in no time, I went down on my knees. From that day on, I was no longer just his student. I became his secret, his obsession, and his favorite slut to fuck behind closed doors. I should hate him, I should even run away from him. But the more he takes me, the more my body betrays me. This is wrong, forbidden and so fucking dangerous because if anyone finds out, it'll ruin everything! But when he fucks this good, how can I stop craving him?