Aceso doesn't remember what happened to her. She had forgotten the sounds of her bones snapping over and over again and the nausea that coursed through her as they melted her to the stones only for her to awake whole the next morning. She had hated them with all her being. But how can a puppet hate its maker? Waking again in a seemingly bottomless glass cage is the least of her worries when all goes to hell and the sky turns to flames. And the worlds collide. Literally.

[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."

[Edited Version ● Alternate Ending] "Colin? I feel so awful lying to you so I have to tell you what happened..today," Frankie blurted out, nervously cracking her knuckles as she stared at her boyfriend from one side of the living room. Colin's bright blue eyes danced. "What is it, sweetheart?" "I...I bumped into my ex-husband in the elevator today." "And?" Frankie exhaled. "And we had sex. In the elevator." There was an interminable silence before Colin smiled. "We'll work through this, honey. Don't worry." "Work through this?" she spluttered in disbelief. "How? How can we, when all I want is for him to do it again? And again, and again, and again, and..." She trailed off, sighing. It pained her to see Colin's hurt expression, but then again, it pained her to know that Konstantin had made her climax in that elevator more times than Colin had in their whole relationship... *cover by @hartlings*

you cant choose who you fall for

"Wow your lips are so damn soft" he moans I giggle. "Thanks?" "Welcome, but you want to know what I think" He asks, his lips moving progressively closer to mine. "Mmmm What?" "I think those aren't the only soft lips you've got." He whispers before slamming his lips into mine.

This is a story based a prompt I found online that goes sort of like this: A hero and villain are roommates, but they don't know they are living with their nemeses. They make excuses to each other why they're out so late and why they're so beaten up. They even help patch each other up. Bonus: They're dating. I will include the dating bit. DISCONTINUED

Nick Jackson is Ole Miss's hottest player on and off the field. Bagging himself a football scholarship to the college of him dreams, he finally gets to focus on playing ball alongside his best friend. Hopping from girl to girl being his usual routine, he returns back to college but with another addition made. His younger sister Haley got into the same college. Carter Steel, has a famous last name in the football industry. She keeps it to herself until people find out, when they do they only want to use her to get to her brothers or her father. Very quiet and shy girl but will snap if you push her too far. Originally from New York, she got into Ole Miss and is starting college the coming fall. Not good at making or keeping friends, she's nervous to meet her new roommates in the college her parents and older brothers went to. Being on her own will help her independence, but she's a family girl and makes a promise to herself to make new friends and to enjoy college. Little does she know that it'll end up bringing complications. New friends, new environments and new boys. WARNING ******This book contains mature scenes and strong language. Read at your own discretion****** *I don't own the rights to the cover photo*

'College will be a blast!' They said. Well they said wrong. I was excited to go to college as soon as I received my acceptance in the mail, and the excitement carried on until I reached my dorm room. After a few knocks on the door of room 104, the last thing I was expecting to see was a gorgeous, greek god looking like, blue eyed, male figure in front of me. But that's what happened. Turns out he's the school's Player/ Bad boy. How will I deal with his innuendos and immaturity? Roommates with the Badboy. Copyright © 2016. All Rights Reserved. *Warning: Mature actions and strong language used thought the book.*