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"Shouldn't I get a discount? Censored stories should be cheaper." "Do you know how hard it is to censor an R-rated story?" I cross my arms. "Listen! The original story was an adult story. It's not like you are a kid. You also made an adult novel happen. What about those steamy scenes between Aloisia and Kaige near the end of the novel? That was BDSM and wrong since Kaige was not right in his head." He scratches his head, cheeks reddening in embarrassment. "Well, I couldn't stop Aloisia."

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The energy radiating from Nathaniel was making Joshua sick. Nathaniel looked to his brother, Rafael who was just standing there. “She’s pregnant with another man’s child. No less that bastard’s child. Get it out of your system, because no one is fucking her, ” Nathaniel said, watching how his brother’s defenses came up. “I am not—” Rafael began when Nathaniel stopped him. “I don’t care. Just get it out by fucking someone else.” Nathaniel said before he walked away. ******* “Leave me the fuck alone,” Chanel said to Isobel who walked into her room, unannounced. She had just managed to put Joshua to sleep and she wanted to rest herself.

Verbal humiliation — 5 Spitting — 2 Objectifying — 3 Shaving — 1 Sexy clothing — 5 Outdoor scenes — 2 Public exposure — 2 Body part torture Nipple clamps — 3 CBT — 1 Sounding —1 Fetishes Feet — 1 Boots — 2 Underwear (panties/lingerie)— 5 Chastity devices — 2 Masks — 2 Leather — 4 Roleplaying Fear play — 4 Abandonment — 1 Kidnapping —2 Interrogation — 4 Rape — 1 Gangbang — 5 Medical scenes— 2 Prison scenes — 2 Schoolroom scenes — 5 ;) Primal play — 2 Bodily fluids and functions Water-sports (giving) —1 Water-sports (receiving) — 1 Scats (giving) — 1 Scats (receiving) —1 Cum (giving) — 5

But my impression of badboys was about to change. I sat in the library with a pile of history books on the table beside me. I copied something in my notebook while making reference to the bulky textbook open beside me. I dropped my pen down and sighed irritatedly as the sound of hushed moans kept distracting me. “Fuck yeah. I want three fingers now” The girl whispered huskily and I screwed my nose up in disgust. How could people actually pick a library out of all places to make out in? I stood up and held the table's divider while looking over at the boy and girl that were about to drive me insane with their fornication in a prestigious place such as a library.

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**WARNING** This book is rated mature for language, use/mentions of alcohol and drugs, and casual sex scenes. There is a casual smut scene in this chapter, not suitable for the young ones. I am an amateur, this is a YA romance and I have tried my best, you have been warned, I apologize if it's cheesy/cliche xD ~*~ After the air is cleared between Noel and Harken, everything finally out in the open and so many questions from before finally answered, Noel feels like a huge weight has been lifted off her chest and is replaced with fuzzy warmth being in Harken’s arms.

The bookstore had a new shipment of romance novels. I spent the morning unpacking boxes with Ethan, laughing at the ridiculous cover art. Shirtless men. Women in flowing dresses. Dramatic titles like The Rake's Redemption and Tempted by the Billionaire. "This is basically p**n," Ethan said, holding up a particularly scandalous cover. "Glorious, wonderful, life-affirming p**n," I corrected. He laughed. "You're something else, Lucy."

The paper fell away, revealing an old leather-bound volume, its cover embossed with faded gold lettering in a language that looked like a mix of Latin and something far older. “Tah — Rituals of the Eternal Flame and Flesh.” A sex god. Not just any fertility deity — a lost god of desire, ecstasy, and carnal dominion. The dealer’s notes had been vague, but the title alone sent heat rushing through me. I opened the book carefully. The pages were thick vellum, illuminated with intricate drawings of a towering male figure with glowing eyes, surrounded by writhing bodies in states of rapturous abandon. As I turned the first page, a faint warmth spread through the room. The watching feeling returne