Story By Jonna Grace Awit
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Jonna Grace Awit

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As a writer, I am passionate about creating stories that entertain, inspire, and captivate readers. With each word I write, I strive to immerse my audience in a world of imagination and wonder. My writing style is unique, blending elements of fantasy, adventure, and romance to create stories that are both thrilling and heartfelt. Throughout my writing journey, I have honed my craft through countless hours of practice, feedback, and self-reflection. I am constantly seeking new ways to improve my skills and push the boundaries of what is possible in the world of storytelling. So if you\'re looking for a writer who can transport you to new worlds and leave you breathless with each page, then look no further. Let\'s embark on a journey of imagination together, and see where our stories take us!
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The Btch Meets the Badboy
Updated at Aug 25, 2023, 01:58
The story revolves around university students Ellaine Salazar and Yzece Sandoval. Ellaine has a reputation for getting into trouble and often ends up in detention, where she is punished by their strict SSG PRESIDENT, Draight Rim Gonzaga. One day, while trying to seduce Draight, something unexpected happens that changes Ellaine's life. Frustrated, she decides to party with her friends and meets Yzece, who is known as the ultimate 'bad boy' in school. As Ellaine and Yzece's worlds collide, it remains to be seen what the outcome will be - will it be love, destruction, or something else entirely? Stay tuned to find out!
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The Hidden Heart
Updated at Aug 12, 2023, 20:39
/////Not suitable for all Ages///// We were catching our breaths as he was inside of me. I held the sheets of the bed tightly and held in all the pain and pleasure I'm feeling. He is sweating profusely as he is exerting force in thursting his thing inside of me with rush, deep, and fast movements. He slapped my butt playfully while still moving his body against mine. "Ugh, Don't ever stop. Yeah." I moaned while I held onto his back tightly, and I could feel my nails digging into his skin. "Shit, ugh. You're so tight. Fuck!" He cussed while still pushing and pulling his manhood. It felt so good and I couldn't help myself but keep on moaning as I tried to keep up with his pace, moving my body in sync with his. "Shit, Shealeigh! Your making me crazy, fuck!" He cursed again and moved even faster than before, lifting my left thigh while licking and sucking it as he continued to move swiftly. "Ugh, Lysander. De-deeper please." I pleaded with him, my eyes popping with pain and pleasure. He stopped kissing and sucking my thighs and leaned closer to me whil still thursting and reach for my lips. He kissed me hungrily and forcefully while constantly biting my lower lip. I moaned so hard when his movements became even more faster than before. Shit, this was the most intense feeling I had ever encountered in my life. As we reached our climax, his body fell onto mine, "Thank you, Shealeigh. For always satisfying my needs " He said while catching for his breath. "Thanks again, for agreeing this agreement. By becoming my mistress." Yeah, you read it right. I'm Lysander Greyson's mistress. For him I am just a toy to pleasure himself.
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