Professor Coldheart Care Bears

A sharp pull by my wrist bought me back to the wall. I hold my breath for a moment. "what the hell" I cussed. "Shh, baby girl" he exclaimed. I cringed with the endearment he used. He brought his face near to my face. His breath is fanning all over my lips. It raised my heartbeat to a different level. It must be heard by him also. His smirk face saying it all. His eyes are gazing my lips and he started closing the small gap we have between our lips to be mingled into one. Sensing his intentions I closed my eyes & moved my face to the left. He stopped right away & increase the gap between us which I really appreciate but the hold of his hand on my wrist is very tight. It started paining me slowly. "Now listen to me very carefully, we might be lawfully wedded husband & wife. But you are nothing to me. I have only married you because of my doll" he said rudely to me. I forcefully release my hand from his hulk like grip which resulted into breaking my bangles & a piece of glass cut into my hand. It hurt me like hell. There must be a big cut in my hand. Ignoring the pain in my hand. I showed my other hand finger towards him and said "even I was not interested in this marriage. I am kind of forced into this" Which I am not, my subconscious mocked me. But I won’t give him that satisfaction. Although I was not forced but I had no other option than to accept this marriage. _______________________ This is the story of Payal Mehra and Kabir Khurana who are bound by vows in the sacred bond of marriage which was not in their to do list. But yet they are.

My Only You Nagising si Avionna sa hindi pamilyar na lugar, saka lang siya natauhan ng makitang may katabi siyang hindi kilala na lalaki. Naibigay niya rito ang pagkababae niya. Ngunit talaga nga namang sinusubok siya ng tadhana. Dahil ang taong naka one-night stand niya ay ang MATH PROFESSOR NILA?! @scriptingyourdestiny Ang story na ito ay purong fictional lamang. Kung mahilig kang magbasa ng plot na may taguan ng anak (ito ang hinahanap mo) Professor/Engineer at Engineer.

Janelle is only but a normal pre-law student living in a small apartment with the rest of her friends for college. Everything was enough for her. Until the time her Professor set her up for an alternative pt, coincidentally being a moot court case of the homicide of her and her group's previous acquaintance. Unknowingly through the knowledge of her professor, the group must put all their efforts into solving the case in order to survive? Checking the actual document, every single one of them was written as potential suspects, even when they didn't know their acquaintance's death just about a minute ago. She trusts all of her friends, but are they to be trusted?

It was not until my death that I realized my husband would not touch me because he was deeply in love with my best friend. The two spent their entire lives longing for each other, but never crossing the line, staying loyal from afar. Even my best friend's professor husband lived his life like a celibate monk. After being reborn, I seized the moment and held the professor's hand. "I like you. Let's be together." His eyes darkened as he replied, "Perfect. I feel the same." We instantly connected. However, this time, it was my husband and best friend who were not happy about it.

WARNING- 18+ You have been warned <<>> Everyone has secrets—those little desires we bury deep, the kind that set your heart racing and make your skin tingle. Dirty Little Sins is a collection of steamy short stories of hidden passion and temptations. From forbidden trysts to irresistible strangers; Dirty Little Sins will make you blush, leave you breathless, and remind you that sometimes, sinning feels so, so good. And to every girl who dream of something this forbidden I will hold your hand when I say this… there is no shame desiring because you have been a good girl. ; )

Ireal Isabella Angelis- Young bubbly girl,full of life. The families joy, cherish by her family and friends. Straight A student,never breaks any rules. That is Until she sets her eyes on him. The man of her dreams. Who happened to be her History teacher. A forbidden man. Will her deepest secret be revealed to the world. ........... "Sir What are you doing?"I asked breathlessly. "I don't know Ireal. You make me so crazy. Tell me to stop , please"he mutters but I whimper in response. Before I know it he slams his lips to mine crossing the line we couldn't come back from.

Warnings 🔞Enter with caution. This collection explores taboo desire, power imbalance, infidelity, and morally complex relationships between consenting adults. Boundaries will blur. Lines will be crossed. Not every choice is meant to be justified—only felt. If you crave stories that are safe, this isn’t for you. If you crave stories that linger under your skin… Welcome. Rules weren’t just bent. They were broken—slowly, deliberately… and sometimes in broad daylight. Desire doesn’t wait for darkness. It strikes in quiet offices, behind closed doors, in places where it shouldn’t exist— and between people who know better. A stranger who was never meant to matter. A marriage that wasn’t yours to touch. A connection that should have stayed buried, ignored, denied… but didn’t. These are stories of consenting adults who step past the line—and keep going. Not because it’s right. But because it feels too good to stop. This collection is not soft. It lingers. It tempts. It dares. It darkens makes your toes curl and gets your mind messily hot. Because some cravings don’t fade in the light. They follow you. Sit with you. Whisper again. And once you’ve tasted them— you don’t forget. You don’t regret. You want more

“Kiss me.” The words tumbled out and Lex stepped back instantly. He turned away from her and Isis felt her pride being butchered. “Isis, I-” His voice travelled through the room. It was laced with uncertainty. His back was still to her. "I am sorry. I shouldn’t have asked. I-uh. Good bye, Mr. Greyson.” Isis replied as she slid off the desk. She needed to leave, before her embarrassment killed her. Isis grabbed her bag and stalked off towards the door. A grip like iron encased her shoulder and she was spun around to face Mr. Greyson, he pushed her against the door and dropped her bag onto the floor. He pinned her body with his, a hand around her waist bringing her body against his and his other hand cupping her face. He ran his thumb along her lower lips and took satisfaction in her shuddering. He drew her hands up and anchored them above her head, pinning them to the door. His mouth slowly covered hers and moved teasingly. Isis gasped at the skillful movement of his lips against hers. He possessed her fully, slipping his tongue into her mouth. He tasted her, devoured her and nothing was sweeter for Lex. He fought to control his natural instincts firing to life and focused on giving her this but he was certain he would gain the most pain from it. He knew he would never forget this kiss, never meet its equal. He pulled away from her, their breath labored. He rested his forehead against hers and committed the moment to memory. He leaned off her, let her hands drop to her sides, he handed Isis her bag. "Good bye, Ms. Davenport.” He replied with some pain as he turned the door knob and allowed her to leave.

Growing up, Blake Houston uncovered a formidable power within him—one that could wreak havoc and end lives. That was his destiny, a destiny that ominously clouded Earth's prospects for survival. An impending apocalypse hung in the balance, capable of rocking the very foundations of the planet and eradicating humanity in its wake. Ariana Garcia, a senior at NYU, finds herself drawn to her mesmerizing professor. Little does she know, this man was Lucifer in human form. After graduation, she's taken aback to discover that her billionaire boss is her former professor and ex-boyfriend. Coincidence or fate? Can she suppress his urge to sow chaos upon Earth, or will she confront her own downfall? ****** "I crave you, Lucifer, and I don't care if you are from the pit of hell. All I want is to feel your kisses on my body while you fill me up with your cock!" Driven by impulse, he pressed her to the wall, wall, his eyes blazing into hers, as he whispered in a voice filled with desperate allure, one that laid bare his concealed yearnings, "Be cautious about what you wish for, Ari. I'm a feral man on bed. You can attest to that!" "I like feral and you know that!" CAUTION: This story contains erotic, violent, and graphic content that may not be suitable for young readers.

Eggust Flemming had been obsessed with his mom’s best friend all his life and vowed that the next time he saw her he’d never let her go Juss índigo thought her life would end when she discovered she was pregnant for the little boy she had a one night stand with who happened to be her student and best friend’s son. But it was just the beginning of something she never saw coming