His face relaxes and it clicks. I know him! I just saw him naked on Tumblr. "I'm sorry, but are you ... Mickey Vale?" He smiles. "Yes, I am. How do you know that?" ... Penny is a college student working as a maid in a hotel when she accidentally bumps into the celebrity staying in the penthouse suite. Michael Valentino, AKA Mickey Vale, is kind, handsome, and incredibly ... talented. Probably because he's a well-known adult entertainer. Penny has always been a fan, so when presented with an opportunity to experience his skills for herself, she can't say no. In the aftermath of their fling, their friendship turns into romance. But how will she deal with the reality of dating someone whose job is to sleep with other people? ... *Completed, unedited. Frequent explicit sexual content, intended for 18+ audiences ONLY. This is a work of fiction. Any similarities to real persons, places, or events are completely coincidental. Please remember to vote and comment!

2016 Watty Award Winner for Most VORACIOUS Read Sample only. This book is PUBLISHED! How do you tell yourself not to breathe? He is my mate, and she is his everything. But he chose her, against every single instinct that we both know. For that, I have been whipped, shunned, shamed, disgraced, and broken. All for one moment of madness, I could not control. After two years, I left, unable to bear the pain and loneliness anymore. That was then. This is now. I am back, and I am not the juvenile I was. I am now a fully grown female. I feel his eyes on me, but I can't. I won't. I shouldn't. Time has healed my wounds, but not the deep scars the whip seared into my flesh or his indifference to my heart. Each breath is a pain, and his scent overwhelms me. But I can smell her in it. He still will not give her up, despite his own body crawling with a deep, physical desire that only a mate can satisfy. I breathe: I exist, barely. I am a midwife. I bring life into a cruel world that haunts me every day, and the Doctor I work with is the only one in this pack who holds faith in me. He is the one person who stands up for me - and I feel light again when I am with him. What kind of life is this when two mates cannot be together, yet every part of their primal soul yearns for it infinitely? What kind of cruel moon would torture a she-wolf like this? I can't go on, but I must. Whatever happens, I must attend to my purpose and give my miserable life some meaning; perhaps I can snatch some joy in pieces, but now I see that he needs me - but he also wants her too. How do you tell yourself not to breathe?

Zarah would do anything for her pack. Even run from her mate, the brutal; violent; deadly; possessive Omega of Omegas. But how far will Zarah be willing to go to protect her pack? Especially when the truth starts to leak out...

Ashley Perkins has had a crush on the Alpha of her pack, Daniel, since her ninth grade year. She especially knew she wanted to be with him after her mate rejected her. Is it just a crush or something more? Will Daniel want her the same?

"I decided that I'm going to keep you. There isn't going to be a single place you can run or hide, especially from me. You can never run from me because your MINE. I own you now, so when I say bend over, you better already be naked." He said smirking. Robin is a 18 year old girl that usually visits her elderly grandmother deep inside the woods to bring her baked goods and gifts and keep her company while she still can. Her life isn't that great, so her grandmother is the only person she can actually talk to and not get slapped. So every day she walks through the dark woods, with moving shadows and scary noises, but what she doesn't know is that she is not alone when she walks through the woods. Shadow on the other hand, is a perverted, dominant and possessive werewolf. He is cocky and sleeps around his pack. There isn't a single female werewolf Shadow hasn't slept, mated or not. But suddenly a new scent catches his nose, and he follows it, and finds a blonde haired girl with blue eyes walking through the woods, alone! It's like she WANTS to be raped! Suddenly curious and interested, Shadow is bent on making this strange yet attractive girl his. Not as his lover, not as his mate, but as his toy.

This is normal for me, this is what I have always known. Now I get to spend time with people who think I am normal, people who know that I don't do this for fun, I do this because I need to. Though that doesn't mean that I don't enjoy it. There is a thin line between pain and pleasure, and this school is going to teach me how to walk on both sides. Sequel to You Will Call Me Master. Contains some BDSM. Mature audience only.

CHARLOTTE WAYLAND LIVES in a time where werewolves are well-known and at the top of the food chain. The humans, especially in her small town of Westfield, despise the creatures entirely. She does too, in her "perfect" human life until suddenly her world is thrust upside down by the pack's next Alpha. Her so called mate. (WARNING: This book contains a rushed ending, a rant of an authors note in the last part, and is not edited. It is also very cliche, and I wrote it when I was like fourteen. I don't recommend that you read it, but if you're in the mood for amateur writing and teen angst, I can't really stop you.) **When you see ITIHYKOL that is a transition that stands for It's That I Hate You Kind of Love**

His emerald eyes full of lust and fire burned holes through me as he spoke "Valarie my sweet pet you know better then to tease me" I shuddered chills going down my spine as he brushed his hand across my stomach

His hands guided their way to her hips, bringing her closer. He sucked lightly on her neck, causing shivers of pleasure to travel down her spine. "Mine." He hissed, pulling her legs around his hips. Before Amber could even blink, her shirt was off. He tossed her roughly onto the bed and looked down at her. "You are mine, Amber. Forever a monsters mate." ~0~ When Amber stumbles into the territory of Jaxson Radolf, it was almost certain she was a goner. Not once has anyone survived trespassing his land. He was cold and cruel, harsh and without mercy. His heart was so cold, it was thought that he could not have a mate. How could anyone love a monster like him? But when Amber comes face to face with Jaxson, she was almost disgusted to find out that, in fact, she was his poor mate. Though no matter how much she wanted to, she could not deny her love for Jaxson. She would have to ignore him, go out of her way to never touch or give eye contact. But how was she supposed to do that, after he turns her in his one and only maid?

My dad's best friend.... God he's hot. As a curious almost 18 year old virgin, I read lots and LOTS of erotica, trashy romance novels, and much more. When I have my little fantasies, it's my dad's best friend's face and body that I'm thinking of. I've mentally cried out his name more times than I can imagine. . . My eighteenth birthday... changed everything.