It takes a lot to be a Mistress, a domme and still be able to love after the days work. So I stopped loving. It became more than fun, a career, it became a way of life. It was my life. It was a chess board and I beat whoever dared claim to be my opponent. I became a perfectionist ... what I didn't expect was love to travel it's way back onto the board. Love is .. sporadic, unpredictable and such things cause mistakes... but I can't dare call her a mistake. Ava Greene ... was an example of lovable perfection.

Rayleen Banks is 24 years old working as an underestimated editor for an Oil company in New York City. Always being criticized by her falcon looking boss Ms. Newmort, Rayleen just can't seem to get a break. The only source of happiness comes from her blonde best friend Amy who is constantly helping her move on from her demented past. But once she becomes the personal assistant of Elliot Carter, sexy and mysterious business man by day and a sadistic Dominant by night. Rayleen still being a virgin, taps into her sexual side and becomes a part time submissive to her boss. After a questionable encounter with a fellow dominant, Rayleen confesses her darkest secrets which she has been bound to most of her life.. As love is added into the mix of BDSM, Rayleen is on the verge of losing her mind and Elliot is next to her every step of the way. Rape, murder, Arson, breakups, tears, suicide and many other tragedies begin to fill her life as she struggles to begin to love herself and her boss. But is Elliot who he says he is? Is her best friend Amy who she says she is? Everything that has been kept from her, her whole entire life is revealed in only a matter of months. And love and the will to truly forgive is put to the ultimate test, dropping the chains....of true possession, once and for all. All Rights Reserved

Cleo is a young college student looking for excitement. Mostly known for their late night studying- somehow their path crosses with a new transfer student named DJ. A seductive psychology major who opens up an entire new world....a world filled with lust, laughter, drama and hot sex. But as their relationship grows, Cleo finds things in herself being unlocked. A belonging in the LGBTQA community just as havoc outbursts ** On a scale of 1-10 of steaminess level..this book will probably be a 5........0000000 I will be writing this along with It Will Rain

It has been a month since Richard called and a month since Candice and Jake made love. They have been cautious of everything they do. As Jake and Candice try not to knock heads every 5 minutes they also battle the fright of Richards warning. Jake and Candice passion has been dulled to minimum because Jake is to busy trying to keep Candice safe but that doesn't mean Candice wont try to prick and pry him to be loving to her in the bedroom again. She craves it. She needs it. Will Candice prick just enough to get Jake to snap? Find out in book 2 of Whips Chains and Being your what.

Lily has just graduated high and just turned 18 her friends decide they should go to a club to celebrate graduating but they don't tell her that it's a bdsm club. There she meets 28 year old Damien.

[SAMPLE] Reed frowned, his eyes filled with confusion when he saw that Lena seemed to be fine. "I heard a scream," he announced stiffly, standing awkwardly over Lena's bed. Beneath the sheets, Lena was torn between renewed arousal and slight mortification. Embarrassment won. "Everything's fine," she muttered, trying to discreetly disengage the battery-operated toy from between her thighs. It was a thick phallus, way too thick to silently exit her wet pússy, but finally, finally, it popped out. "But you screamed." "Because I came, Reed." His bewilderment only grew. "Came where?" And that was when Lena knew that even after what had happened between them last night, Reed was still like a newborn, an innocent. He might have been the most intelligent guy she knew but in many ways, he was still the boy he'd been before the accident that had marred his life. So she heaved out a sigh, clamping her thighs together when she felt his gaze scorch her damp skin. "I had an orgasm, Reed." She calmly spelled it out, wondering if she should mention that it was his cock she'd been imagining inside her. Now that she knew what he was packing, it was impossible to get the image out of her head - not that she was trying. Reed swallowed, a blush creeping up his neck. Lena was instantly turned on by that blush, by his obvious discomfort and arousal. So she did the most natural thing that came to her. She pulled her sheets away.

**MATURE CONTENT** I don't believe in fairy tales. That part of me died a long time ago when I was old enough to know Princesses and Princes' were just in books. I won't explain to you what I went through but I'll tell you this I went through hell and back for what I have. But the moment I met Adam De'Luca...that's when I lost it all... Jordynn Taylor has always had a rough life, so when she gets the news that her grandmother has a tumor she know's she needs more money for the treatments and surgery expensiveness. That's when she goes for a live in maid for Adam De'Luca. Boston's most eligible bachelor. All seems fine until she finds out his little secret. And trust me she doesn't call him a monster for nothing... **ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO FRENCHIEMINX69© ALL COPY RIGHT ALONG WITH CHARACTERS AND PLOT BELONG TO THE RIGHTFUL AUTHOR**

[This is a spin-off of The DILF but can be read as a stand-alone] [The story you are about to read is intended for readers age 18+ due to its sexual content and language. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion.] There was nothing Ophelia wanted better than to gouge Nikolai's long-lashed, consuming blue eyes out with a butter knife and mail them to the rest of the Alvonich family. Too bad they were in a very public, very esteemed place - Mikhail's wedding. "You don't think I'll press the button?" Nikolai's breath was warm and teasing in her ear. Ophelia had no idea what possessed her to take up his challenge of a vibrating thong, except that it was too late to back out now. She turned to glance at the infuriating man beside her. "Honestly, I don't care. It won't affect me." "Sweet Ophelia," he whispered, surprising her by flicking his tongue into her ear. Jumping, she glared at him, ignoring the important guests at her table, her father included. Before she could curse at Nikolai, he pressed the button, the swearwords turning to soft moans under her breath. Gripping the edge of the table, Ophelia felt the attack on her cl!t like a burn to her skin. Her father shot her a concerned look from across the table and Nikolai's voice was again in her ear. "Before the end of the night, Ophelia, we will f**k," he promised, releasing his finger from the remote control. "Only this time, it will be my name you scream."