Truyện 18 Plus Novels & Stories

**Warning** The story contains violence and 18+ content. You have been warned. It is a mixture of dark and sweet romance. It is a rollercoaster ride of hate, love, and emotions. If you like this kind of story then move ahead you won't be disappointed. Any resemblance with the character's name, personality, or place is completely a coincidence. As this story is fictional and imaginary so it has nothing to do with real life. Happy reading :-) ----------------------------------------------- ANANYA KAPOOR

His text popped up on my phone just as I plopped down on the bed. "Well, I am not what you call the perfect lady!" I texted immediately. "I highly doubt that." His reply came and I chuckled to myself. Aiden and I bumped into each other in a weird app, exchanged numbers and have been keeping each other's company intimately, since then. We haven't met, neither have we seen each other. Our interaction was strictly over text and I think we are both okay with that. We are both 18 and in 12th grade. "We will eventually see each other someday you know." He texted.

I slowly used it to trail the edge of my thigh. I flinched when the candles had gotten to the center of my life. It was sending a shrill sensation down my spine. "Oh Ezra, take it easy." I moaned dipping the candles into my honeypot. "Ouch..."I drawled In a sexy voice, rolling my eyes around the ceiling. I flew the candles away because no matter how it couldn't satisfy the lustful desires which were occupying my mind at the moment. I wanted to be licked but the candles definitely would not be able to lick me.

Jennifer: Shrug emoji. I decided to take a different tack. This time, rather than pick safe, general stories, I chose a bunch of different categories and sent my favorites from each. One was romantic, about a couple falling in love. The next was about a wife who sleeps with another man. Another had a husband bringing in his best friend for a threesome. I chose one that had some bondage (not my thing, but I picked a story that was highly rated). I sent a Lesbian story and a Gay male one (again, I relied on the ratings). I linked a story about watching two people have sex in the woods, and one about a girl riding a sybian for the first time. I skipped two categories: nonconsent and incest. As

"We do all that because we rule the fucking city. I rule the fucking city and beyond. Do you have any other questions?" {"Kitten"} Sophia leaned back, trying to think of what to ask again. He was ready to answer her, so why not ask for answers? “Do-do you traffic people then? Drugs? Weapons? Rape? You do all that?" Chase slowly raised up her tee shirt but not in a way that she was going to notice before sliding her panties to the side, positioning her core directly on his clothed cock. “Trafficking people? No” He raised her up a bit and pulled off his boxers slowly. “Drugs? Yes,” He spat on his fingers and rubbed it on her core, watching as she threw her head back when a small moan left her

My name is Emily, and I’ve always been the good girl. Straight A’s, captain of the debate team, the one who volunteers at the animal shelter on weekends. At 22, I’m in my final year of college, majoring in literature, dreaming of becoming a writer someday. But beneath that polished exterior, there’s a secret side of me—a side that craves the forbidden, the filthy, the kind of pleasure that makes your toes curl and your mind shatter. And it all revolves around him: Professor Adrian Black.

Author's note: Copyright © 2023 by Elisa Bianchi This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and events described are products of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to names, dates, living or dead people and actual events is mere coincidence. Content +18. I also warn that this story addresses sensitive issues and may cause emotional triggers to some readers, such as: physical and verbal violence, profanity, explicit sex, abusive relationship, family abuse, torture, among others.