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

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.

Trigger warning This book is not recommended for people under 18. It contains shocking and sensitive material, including: Physical violence, psychological violence, sexual violence, swearing, explicit content, family drama, gore, sadism, masochism, torture, widespread crime, dangerous driving, gambling, drug use, drinking and children in vulnerable positions. Red Cherry and her team at Beasts Sellers Corporations do not support the practice of these acts. This work is merely a work of fiction for entertainment purposes.

His lips found the sensitive skin of my neck, sucking a mark right below my ear. “No one has to know,,” he whispered into my ear, his voice a low, vibrating sin. “Just a secret. Just once. I’m so hard for you right now, I can barely breathe.” He traced his tongue up to my earlobe, licking it slowly. I shivered, my head falling back. “Eva doesn’t have a single sex bone in her body,” he muttered, his hands sliding down to my waist. “She’s all career and wedding plans. She doesn’t look at me the way you do. She doesn’t make me feel like this.”

"Because I have years of fantasies to fulfill, and one night won't be nearly enough." As his mouth found her neck again, Wendy wondered briefly about tomorrow, about professional boundaries and workplace complications. Then his hands slid beneath her skirt again, and she decided tomorrow could take care of itself.

Chapter 1: Caught in the Act I straddled on Professor Blake’s lap in his office, my short plaid skirt shoved up around my waist, my soaked black panties hanging off one ankle like a dirty little trophy. His thick cock was buried deep inside my dripping pussy, stretching me open as I rocked my hips in slow, lazy circles, taking every inch of him with each roll. I’d never been one for hitting the books hard. Studying felt like torture, so I’d found a much more appealing way to keep my grades up, and it was simple, riding my professor raw for hours. And it happened to work every single time.

His ways of showering his undivine love will be much different from the general love stories we read. Those who have read my other books know how mysterious my stories could be. The story is completely my work, written by me all alone. Hence, the copyrights are reserved. Do not Copy my work. TRIGGER WARNING The story is a dark romance, hence it is meant for adult audience as it contains mature content. Kindly, read further only if you are 18+ or just skip the chapters with mature content warning. Thank You