Pokémon Fanfiction Ash Junior Professor

Bonnie thought she had her life figured out until desire rewrote the rules. When Professor Marcellus enters her world, Bonnie discovers a temptation she can’t resist. His gaze alone makes her pulse race, his touch ignites a fire she can’t control, and every encounter leaves her craving more. But just as the heat between them reaches a breaking point, life takes an unexpected turn: her mother’s new fiancé is none other than the man who has claimed her body and stolen her thoughts. Torn between lust, loyalty, and forbidden love, Bonnie couldn't hurt her mum's feelings or stop her own feelings for this forbidden man. She tries to survive a world where desire is dangerous, passion is irresistible, and the line between right and wrong is blurred. Will Bonnie give into her obsession, or will the heart she wants to protect leave her utterly undone? In a world where power, love, and seduction collide, only surrender can bring the ultimate pleasure… and the ultimate risk.

"Kung pananagutan molang ako dahil nabuntis moku wag munang ituloy, Dahil pareho lang tayong masasaktan, Ikukulong mo yung sarili mo sakin dahil nabuntis mulang ako! Kahit hindi moku mahal? At ayukong mangyari yun!" -MJ. Dahil sa isang pagkakamali ni MJ na hindi naman nya sinasadya napa aga syang nabuntis sa kanyang professor. Ang pagkakamaling iyon ba ay kanyang pinagsisisihan o isang blessing dahil mahal sya ng taong nakabuntis sa kanya? Kung ikaw ang nasa posisyon nya gugustuhin moba? Paano kung ang pagkaka maling iyon ay maging sanhi ng paghinto nya sa pag-aaral? Matatanggap ba iyon ng pamilya nya? Susuportahan ba sya o mas gugustuhin nilang ipalaglag ang batang dinadala nito upang ang kahihiyan na idinulot nya sa pamilyang meron sya ay hindi madungisan.

Takira need to be a parent in her young age for her sister and brother. There was a tremendous case in their city about kidnapping ang murder, And the victim is only woman about her age. Takira was force to work in a bar because she's desperately wants to have money for her sister's bill in hospital. Unluckily Takira was kidnap and raped. She escaped death and come's back after one week. She thought that she's already free not until she found out that her professor was her rapist. How can she continue her studies if she can see her rapist everyday? How can she survive if they will hunt her again? "How did you escaped death, Takira Mendez?"

WARNING: //MATURE CONTENT. CONTAINS STEAMY, EROTIC AND EXPLICIT SEXUAL THEMES INTENDED FOR ADULT AUDIENCE (18+). READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. . "Spread your legs for me, sunshine." He ordered and I immediately obliged, my dripping cunt arched to meet his thrusting fingers. "After today," he groaned, placing his dick at the entrance of my cunt. "I don't want anyone fucking you. Only I am allowed to fuck you Nevaeh." "Your body, your pussy belongs to me and no one else. Do you understand?" He said and thrusted deeper into my wet cunt. *** Twenty-two years Nevaeh gets herself caught up in a lifetime sex encounter, when she accidentally bargains to give her professor, who happens to be her best-friend's father, a blow job in exchange for her grades. Since then, she is hooked and can’t stop thinking about the man that made her cum in her pants just by watching him groan in pleasure under her touch. Anthony Martinez, a substitute professor, billionaire and perfect description of a sex symbol, who suffers from a medical condition where he can’t feel the touch of people, for the first time experiences all these feelings come alive when Nevaeh touches him for the first time. Now, he wants her. He needs her desperately and will do everything to keep her hands closer to him even if it means damming the consequences and going down the path of the forbidden to make her his exclusive plaything.

Airin, faced with an unexpected pregnancy from a brief en counter with a man named Zidan, navigates the challenges of single motherhood when Zidan disappears upon learnin g about the pregnancy. Determined, Airin decides to raise her child alone while co ntinuing her studies. Despite facing judgment and pressur e at her university for bringing the baby to classes, Fachri, a young lecturer, consistently supports her and even helps care for the baby during lectures. Over time, their bond deepens, and Airin sees Fachri as a w arm and caring figure. Likewise, Fachri admires Airin's intel ligence and independence. As Airin contemplates choosing Fachri as the father figure for her child, Zidan unexpectedly reappears in her life. No w, Airin faces the difficult decision of choosing between Fa chri, who has been a constant support, and Zidan, the biolo gical father of her child.

He was my professor, the Alpha of the Silver Crest Pack. Feared by every wolf on campus. In class, he was a sucker for rules, but outside, he was the kind of savage who obeyed no one. Especially not the Moon Goddess. I ran to this University to escape and arranged marriage, find freedom and my true mate. I wasn't expecting him, and I definitely wasn't expecting to snap at the one man who could order my head served on a platter to him. Then I realized he was mine. Mine to own, my mate! But he was the same man who helped destroy my family and Pack. The same Alpha who had murdered my brother without a second thought. The rules said we couldn't touch. I wouldn't reject me, I couldn't resist gin and every time another man looked at me, his wolf edged closer to savage. Sleeping with him would ruin everything. So why did I want it so badly? He was my curse, my punishment, and my aching obsession.

Hanggang saan tatangayin ang pagmamahalan ng dalawang tao kung may ibang tao na nakapaligid sa kanila na gusto silang, sirain at paghiwalayin. She loves him. He loves her. Are they destined for each other?

"What's your name?" He asked, adjusting the bulge in his pants. "Maya." "Maya, this is your last chance to walk away." He warned, hoping she would leave but she slowly ran her fingers around the hem of her panties. “I want you to touch me." Her voice nudged all his dirty desires. "I won't be able to stop myself." He told her. "I don't think I can fuck you gently. Not when you're driving me crazy and bringing my fantasies to life." ************************* When Maya was accepted to her dream school, Emerald School Of Arts, she cried for an hour. Part of her tears came from the excitement that she was accepted but the major reason for her sadness was that she could not afford the tuition. Orphaned at fifteen, she had no one to take care of her and possibly pay the tuition. Left with no option, she decided to sell her virginity at a sex for cash motel. The deal was simple: fvck the unknown man, get paid and forget about him. But one night with the man who bought her changed everything. A month later, Maya was sitting in the front row of class when her professor walked in and he was no other person that the man she sold her virginity to.

Selena Thompson, is a young everyday girl whose life's sole goal is to finish her studies and become a journalist so as to help her mother get a better life. She meets the handsome and dashing Neil Wayner, the new professor in her department, what begins as a simple crush becomes something more. He is a soldier under cover to uncover the biggest Mafia organization in the country, but the sweet bubbly girl who's supposed to be his student might be a hindrance to her plans. And she might not be as innocent as she seems. Will they end up overcoming all odds to end up together? Or will they be tied down by responsibility.

Professor Alexis Wolfe knows better than to want his student, but Dorian Vega, the handsome rebel dark haired student. One stolen kiss turns into a reckless obsession and he can’t deny the pull between them. But when his wife Julien catches him in a lie, he realizes that sin is sweet, and secrets are even deadlier. What began as a forbidden attraction soon unravels into a game of power, deceit, and dangerous seduction. Soon, anonymous emails begin flooding Alexis’s inbox—each signed only with an “L.” They mention private memories he’s never shared, the scent of his cologne, the words he once whispered to someone long gone. At first, he thinks it’s blackmail. But the tone is too intimate, too knowing. Then one message arrives with a photo: a hand on his shoulder in a mirror, a hand that isn’t there when he turns around.