"You're my little Lucky charm" ~Emilio. Emilio is a football captain, Highschool popular, rich, but he's also a daddy dom. Alex is a shy little, an orphan, scholarship kid. He gets bullied by everyone around the school. His life in a foster home isn't much better. They both go to a school for the rich and wealthy, were they offer some extra calsses for special peoples like them. Watch their world collide. This is a DDLB story you've been warned. Apologies for any misspelling and grammar mistakes.
It's not that I hate moving, it's just how many times I moved already, I never had a stable house. My parent gave me away at birth, they simply didn't bother with me, simply left me at the doorstep of a church.
From what I found out they weren't even religious people, they just didn't want a child. I grew up in foster homes, I have so many stories to tell about these houses that are just ridiculous.
The name is Alex, Alexander Smith, or so I'm called, I'm a kid of the system, another burden on the American system. Today is the day that I was expecting to come, although it came a little too late, I'm moving homes again, the reason, my foster dad had beat me black and blue. Yeah, that's not fun at all, I'm okay now, the bruises have faded away, it's just in my nightmares and head that hurt, but I'm okay I'm always okay, even when I'm not.
I sat outside waiting for Thereza my caseworker to come and get me yet again, she's not a mother Thereza but she's not bad. She'll even buy me Macdonalds on our way to my newest home. I'm sixteen now, almost seventeen, one and a half year and I'll be free, I still have one year to spend in high school and it'll be over.
From my moving around I learned how to defend myself, I'm not someone to take hits, believe I'll fight back, true I'm underweight and a bit on the short side but I will fight. I lose most times but it's the idea that counts, my new home were in another part of the country, I'm being sent to a more rich area.
I did get my chicken nuggets on the way and even took a nap before we made it to the house, it wasn't your usual foster house, it was more like a group home for kids that got too old to be adopted, kids like me.
I got out of the car and got my duffle bag, it got all my belonging, Thereza had a talk with the house owner and gave them a briefing about me and my situation. We all moved to MR. and Mrs. William's office to have a brief talking.
"Here's the thing Alex you are smart," Thereza says and I nod.
I know I'm smart I always made sure to pay attention in classes so I can get a better future, she kept going about public schools and whatnot.
"This school is different Alex, it's expensive too," Thereza says.
"You will be in on a scholarship, the principal thinks you've got what it takes to be in," Thereza says.
"Fine" I reply, what they expect from me? A hug?
"You'll start school tomorrow, good luck Alexander," Thereza says before leaving.
I had to share a room with two other boys, it's to be expected in foster homes, no one gets their own room, no privacy, just the usual.
Dinner was okay, I got managed to get some food, if you weren't there first then you can sleep hungry, it's the unspoken rule of food around here.
It was all okay and easygoing until later that evening Mr. and Mrs. Williams went up to their room for some private time and one of the older kids wanted to show me who's the boss here.
"You're in my seat," The guy says, he's twice my size, his nose had been broken one too many time.
"I don't think your name on it," I say with sass, I don't give up, not easily.
"Move" He sneers at me but I stay put.
We shared a look between us, his brown eyes into my green ones, I was so winning the staring contest until he landed the first hit, straight on the jaw.
I fell backward with the seat, I jumped up and went to hit back, damn me being short, I could only reach his shoulder, my fist made contact with his sternum and it must hurt him more than it hurt me, right?
Before he had time for redemption Mr. Williams was there to separate us, we were both sent to bed early that night. I think I might have broken my fingers but I'll survive.
I took a quick cold shower and got into my pajamas, it's cold around here, they don't bother turning on the heat. I moved to under the blankets but they weren't enough to keep me warm, I curled on my self like a cat trying to hold on to any kind of warmth.
Sleeping in a new bed is always hard on me, I never fall asleep, I never enjoy the first night in a new home that's only temporary, again.
I only slept for about an hour, maybe less, my eyes were fully red, I had bags under my eyes, and the hit on my jaw was bruising blue, great.
This new school got a uniform, well it saves me time to choose clothes between my three Tshirt and two hoodies. The uniform is simple, khaki pants, white shirts, and a black sweater with the school logo stitched on it. At least the uniform offer some warmth, it wasn't even that cold, but my body wasn't made to be cold-proof.
I wasn't fast enough for breakfast today and it's okay, I had to catch the bus to my new school, it looked nothing like my old public schools. Everyone around here had new cars, everyone seemed to come from some kind of a rich family.
Walking in I knew I don't belong here, even if I'm wearing the same uniform as everyone else I knew I looked different.
The world has changed, vampires are a thing now, you can belong to one, to have a giant amount of money, the money would go to your family or people of your choice. Andreas is desperate, having no family, having no one behind him, he was truly desperate. His final choice was to belong to vampires, his final choice was to sell himself in order to save himself. Andy wasn't bought by any regular vampire, Andy wasn't bought by one either. Dante, head of his coven, decided to get his family a new baby, someone to fill the void of being immortals with no fertility rate. This story is age regression/cgl/contains too much fluff and craziness. Could be read as sequel or standalone to Lucifer Pet. Apologies for any misspelling and grammar mistakes.
Eighteen years ago, a mother sacrificed her baby to Lucifer in return for the baby's safety. The mother died during birth, Lucifer accepted the sacrifice, and he'll back to claim what he owns. Nova, a depressed half-wolf, half-human girl. On one lonely night she decides to end things, she'd end up in hell, but even real hell can't be as bad as her life. That until the king of hell scolds her, and tan her bum claiming her as his. This is a ddlg/cgl/SFW story, be warned! Apologies for any misspelling or grammar mistakes.
Where to find the perfect man? You program him of course. I'm a genius, lonely, touch-deprived genius. Roman is a top programmer for a robot company, he's trying to create a new program to introduce human feelings to the bots. Deciding to get a Bot for himself to keep him company it all went well until that night. The robot with the artificial intelligence classified his creator as a little, being treated like a little wasn't that weird first until the first punishment. Roman just did his biggest mistake, or best decision yet. Warning: This story is DDLB, MDLB, CGL story, don't like it don't read it. Apologies for any misspelling or grammar mistakes.
Talia works in a company, it's a secret matching companies, they are known for BDSM matching, you can find your future submissive from any kind, training courses, clothing, toys, and anything you want or imagine. They had a special way to discipline their employees, every time you did a mistake your supervisor would spank you. She saw many things, she saw all kind of BDSM relations, in one impulsive moment she decided to tries what she works in, and who else is better than her own friends to try with. That left her with a traumatic experience, she hate everything related to BDSM and being submissive, she's neither, and if she could afford leaving this whole place she would. Marco, he's a daddy dominant, a trainer, and recruiter, he had his eyes on a special girl in his workplace, he knew she's a little even if she didn't yet. He wants her, but is he too hurt and traumatized to accept what he have planned for her. This is my way to deal with my depression, read it if you want, I'll be grateful for you. This is a DDLG/ABDL/CGL story, you've been warned. Apologies for any misspelling and grammar mistakes.
Dragons are born in twins set, one dominant while the other is submissive. One can't survive without the other, the dominants are sent to military schools, they'll spend most of their life-controlling their Dragon side. While the other half goes to Dragon Academy, they'll learn how to cope with being submissive, they are categorized into littles, pets, or simply submissives. The older dominant would meet them there, teach them how to shift, protect them from all dangers, and finally claim them as theirs forever. Kaiden is a special case, a little who never regressed before, she also never cried, until crossing roads with Adrian, a fiery red dragon. Thank you @TayTay_1996 for the cover!!! This story is DDLG, CGL, Fluff. Apologies for any misspelling or grammar mistakes.
Welcome to the bottom of hell, leave all your dreams and hopes outside. That was Eden's life, until they came in, they turned her life into a literal Eden. But not all sweet things last forever. Enjoy their ride and their relationship. This is a CGL story, you've been warned. Apologize for any misspelling or Grammar mistakes.
In her previous life, Kimberly endured the betrayal of her husband, the cruel machinations of an evil woman, and the endless tyranny of her in-laws. It culminated in the bankruptcy of her family, and ultimately, her death. After being reborn, she resolved to seek retribution against those who had wronged her, and ensure her family's prosperity. To her shock, the most unattainable man from her past suddenly set his sights on her. "You may have overlooked me before, but I shall capture your heart this time around."
Married for four years, Emily remained childless. A hospital diagnosis plunged her life into hell. Unable to conceive? But her husband was rarely home during these four years, so how could she get pregnant? Emily and her billionaire husband were in a contractual marriage; she had hoped to win his love through effort. However, when her husband appeared with a pregnant woman, she despaired. After being kicked out, homeless Emily was taken in by a mysterious billionaire. Who was he? How did he know Emily? More importantly, Emily was pregnant.
Bailey seems to be never destined to fit in, a little geeky, but under it all, a hidden beauty that so many seem to miss, but still not what her pack Alpha is looking for in a fated mate... so he is determined to reject her and make her life hell. Bailey, knowing her life will likely never be the same focuses on what she can control, her future, and heads off to study; becoming a teacher. Asher is the Beta of Autumn Valley Pack, a neighbouring pack. A broken man having suffered the loss of his mate after a rogue attack, Asher is slowly crumbling. Falling to pieces. A shadow of his former self, and not a man that anyone wants to be around anymore... Until, Autumn Valley Pack require a new teacher, and Bailey finds herself there and pushed together with the Beta. Is there a connection building or is that in their imaginations? And what will happen when Bailey's mate comes back to claim what is his?
Season 1: Vanessa Saxon was once married to Luca Kensington, the cold and distant CEO of K Group. But when she was seven months pregnant, her adopted sister, Beatriz Langley, falsely accused her of having an affair with her best friend, Daxton Radcliffe, and carrying his child. The worst part? Luca believed Beatriz. In a fit of rage, Luca demanded their baby be removed prematurely, leading to a tragic event where Vanessa nearly died from the ordeal. Saved by Daxton, Vanessa disappeared. Now, five years later, she returns-stronger and determined-alongside her daughter, Isla Saxon, to exact her revenge on those who wronged her. SEASON 2: Framed for a crime she didn't commit, Senna Thorne lost everything-her family, her freedom, and the man she once loved. Betrayed and abandoned, she was sentenced to a fate worse than death. Magnus Voss, the ruthless billionaire who once held her heart, now sees her as nothing more than a murderer, a woman unworthy of mercy. But when fate grants her a second chance, she returns under a new name, Zara Skye-no longer the broken woman he cast aside. Yet Magnus refuses to let go. He sees her, he feels her, and deep down, he knows-she is the ghost that haunts him, the love he once destroyed. But this time, Senna isn't here for love. She's here for vengeance. When their paths collide once more, will he uncover the truth before it's too late? Or will her revenge burn them both to ashes?
"Listen, Gadreel Ødegaar," she looked at him, not hesitating this time. "It's my anniversary present for you. Let's divorce." *** Ivory Remington had sacrificed five years to look after her husband Gadreel who was in a vegetative state after an accident and a few months ago, he finally awakened like a miracle. She thought it was the start of their happy life but Gadreel still had no heart for her. On their anniversary and her birthday, she received a cheating video of her dear husband and her stepsister. Heartbroken, Ivory chose to quit this stupid game. She decided to set him free but the reason she left on the divorce agreement pierced Gadreel's noble pride. *** "Impotent? Are you serious?" He gripped her wrist and a dangerous glint flashed in his eyes. "I'm a woman, Gadreel. I'm tired of being in a sexless marriage. Let's end it once and for all." "Sexless, huh?" he chuckled lowly and without warning grabbed her chin in between his hands, pulling her face closer. "Turns out my wife was so eager to get a man between her legs? "
"You're pathetic!" Brenden sneered, each word cutting deep into Corinna's heart. Years of emotional wounds had drained every ounce of love she once held. "I've wasted enough time on you. If there's a next life, I hope we never meet again." Her words severed the bond between them like a blade. From that moment on, Brenden was haunted by her absence—unable to sleep, longing for the warmth he took for granted.