Meet Tess, a twenty something year old university student, enjoying her summer with her best friend Dixie. She is what you would call, a strong willed yet quiet and inexperienced woman, but when romance arises with a man who has the power to make her do anything, will poor little Tess be able to resist his dominance over her. WARNING This story contains very sexual scenes and other mature themes.

Hello my wonderful readers. Here is a short story I wrote about one of the sexiest toys I have in my Treasure Chest. If you have one, take it out and show it some love and if you don't have one, go out and get one A.S.A.P!!! Oh and enjoy the read!!! ✮isis✮

ORIGINALLY WRITTEN in 2016 SOFT EDITING AS OF July 10th, 2025 -------- ~BOOK 1~ "Oh, come on. Don't tell me you mad. I was just joki..." And before he could finish, I hit him upside his head with one of the couch pillows. I couldn't help but smile and laugh at the face he was giving me. "Did you just hit me?" His face going from shocked to a devilish grin. I knew that look to well. He started walking closer, I backed up. Oh shit, should I run. He's closer, I step back more. I notice him looking me up and down. Did he just lick his lips!? "What are you doing? I'm sorry." A smile now on my face, I step back again, only to feel my back hit the wall. Damn! I look down trying to think of which way to run. Before I could look up, I saw an all too familiar shadow at my feet. "Why did you hit me Kaya?" My smile left for a few seconds and came back once I looked up directly into his eyes. He was dangerously close. So close. If I was to flinch our lips would touch. "Cuz I can. Is there a problem... D'mitri?" I say. Still looking in his eyes.

" Jake , Are you sure you want to do this?" he looked at her with eyes covered in lust and admiration of her skin exposed to his eyes, the way a man is supposed to look at a woman. "Jen I've never been this sure about something my whole life, now open those damn legs and let me do what I came over for."

Michelle Evans is team captain of the basketball team. She sings, dances, and she's a smart girl. She's popular, but for a good reason. She's also black. Spencer Wright is the captain of the football team: Quarterback. Party boy famous, known as a player. He's white. They have both been hurt before. But despite racial differences and personality issues will love pull through for them this time?

When Brent laid his eyes on Illena again he almost wrecked his car. Illena falls for Brent fairly quick. Him being already smitten by her, Didn't take him long. Brent and Illena plan to start a life together But when Brent's Not so dead dad returns and wants him to marry his prospect business partner's daughter things don't look so good for Illena and Brent. Will they over come the obstacles that are laid out for them or will they crash and burn. copyright (c) 2015

Melanie was the quiet girl in the back of the coffee shop. The one everyone saw but never noticed. The girl with the burn mark that covered her right cheek. The girl that looking at her meant you were shallow because you only saw what made her so ugly. Melanie was the girl that wore huge scarves and hoodies to hide herself away from the world. The girl that gave herself daily pep talks to wander outside. The girl with a secret that she can’t stop running away from. Ethan was the fun loving, happy guy. The one everyone saw the one that everyone couldn’t help but notice. The one with the dimpled smile and perfectly combed hair. The guy that made girls swoon as he walked past. Ethan was the guy who never let life get him down. The guy who could make everyone laugh. The guy who noticed a shy girl in a coffee shop, wondering why she would wear a hoodie in the middle of July.

After breaking up with her only love, Courtney's love life becomes a joke. She had a baby by a douche, and has to take care of baby Hope by herself. Even though things were looking down, she lands her dream job, and guess who else is there?

"Being a single mom means that you're on duty 24/7, sweetheart. It means that everything you do, you do it for your children. It means that you're the mom and the dad. It means that you dedicate 99% of your time to your children", My mother told me. "The other 1% is for you. To let your hair down for a minute and have time for yourself. To have a little fun. Being a single mom doesn't mean that you shouldn't have a life, Zanele". ______________________________________ Funny, because for 3 years, I've never allowed myself to enjoy that 1% ever since my daughter, Arizona, was born. And the one night I decided to do so and had a steamy, one-night-stand with the sexiest, mysterious man I've ever met, I fell pregnant, AGAIN. Yes, I had a one-night-stand and fell pregnant. And the cherry on top? He had only given me one name before disappearing. The name? Ronaldo.