Novel & Cerita Young Adult Romance Series

Now, this series was all about time pass for me if I’m being utterly honest. My more serious works are also part of different series. And all the series below feature ENEMIES TO LOVERS trope. What can I say? I’m a sucker for it. If you’re below eighteen, you should not read these books as they feature a lot of violence, gore and sex.

The future has many possibilities, so how come one isn’t good enough? The last time I got a part-time job, I got kicked out of college. The last time I made friends, they threw me away when I needed them the most. The last time I went to college, the whole year was a disaster. How did life become so hard? Being an adult, just urgg. “Dang. I miss being a kid,” I say to myself. “Who doesn’t?” A voice spoke, Wendy. “How long have you been here?” She hesitates, ”Maybe a minute or two. I heard loud groans and I thought you were injured. I guess I was wrong.”

"It's just this once, and it's the weekend. I already slept at your place, so why don't we both feel good?" It was hilarious how much rationality she was putting into this. Katharina's triple IQ was at work, and gazing at him under her long lashes, she got down on her knees and pulled down his zipper, parting her lips, "You teach Romantic Movement. Isn't it about not letting society dictate what we should do? I'm twenty-five, and you already jerked off with my panties." And he could say something else, she pulled down his underwear, her nipples hardening as he sprang out hard, thick and fucking long.

“Okay, let’s test something. When you’re near him, does your heart beat faster?” Vangie cringed. “What kind of question is that?” “Just answer it!” She looked away. The truth was, even before Bert got close, her heart would start racing. Absentmindedly, she nodded. “Ah-ha! And do you feel a spark when he touches you?” “Sheila, those are childish questions.” Sheila smacked her own thigh. “Love isn’t about age! Everyone feels the same thing!” “Well—okay. Yes.” Sheila squealed again. “There it is! You’re falling for him!”

Stephanie attacked her young lover's mouth as the began pounding her tight pussy. Tina moaned into the kiss and tightened her grip on the older woman. Stephanie could feel Tina's tiny fingers digging into her back as the young girl shook beneath her. The older woman was actually surprised that the young girl was orgasming so quickly, but continued to fuck her younger lover as the tiny girl came unglued under her.

I know exactly why he makes this call. “Hello, and no.” My attitude is very clear. “Nyx, are you sure you don’t want to join us at the party? There’re a lot more young girls here than last year.” Duke’s excited sound can be heard through the phone. Duke is only twenty, an age excited about everything, especially the mate thing. He stops at nothing helping me find my mate. “You said young girls.” I put stress on “young”. “So what? You’re also young.” Duke insists.

Jude. Monday School Is bustling with the upcoming prom I have a bouquet of roses huge they make a statement as I walk in to find Hope And Carmen standing together. "Good Morning Ladies " they both turn to look at me seeing then flowers Carmen's face break into a smile "Carmen will you be my prom date ?" I ask her handing the flowers the smile on face huge while if looks can kill I will be dead the way Hope is looking at me. Returning the smile "Yes of course, yes I will

She arched her back, pressing her breasts against his chest, as he sucked on the skin at the bend of her shoulder. “I’m too fucking old.” The note of seriousness in his voice alarmed her, and Sera tugged on his hair, forcing his head upward to meet her gaze. “You’re perfect and just what I want. Please, Jack, I want you. I don’t care about the age thing.” He snorted. “How could you not? I’m forty years old, Sera, and you’re nineteen.” She shrugged. “That doesn’t matter. You’re in fantastic shape, and you’ll be keeping up with our kids easily.” Flicking out her tongue, she licked her lips again as he watched. “And I’m sure you’ll have no trouble keeping up with me in the bedroom.”

It was fresh and invigorating, and it felt like the winds of change were blowing, as though bigger and better things were only a gust away. I was just another 18-year-old in twelfth grade. Unsurprisingly, that also meant I had teenage hormones that raged constantly, and I was always giving in to them. Aside from any pictures or videos I could have found on the internet, there were scores of pretty girls I found quite appealing at school. The combination of the two caused me to fabricate an endless array of fantasies in my head.

Mitch and Hans watched, stroking themselves as they waited. “Yassy,” Devon murmured. “You love this, don't you? Do you know how long we have fantasized about making you our little whore.” “Oh fuck…Devon…please—!” “Please what? Say it.” “Please fuck me harder—make me come!” He slammed in, grinding his pubic bone against my clit. “I’m gonna come again,” I sobbed. “Then come, Yassy,” Hans snarled. “Come all over my cock.”