As a young insecure but curious girl, River Coleman creates a blog for sexual confessionals. Years pass and she decides to write a book. Just like her, the book lacks sexual experience. When the town's Bad Boy returns home, he offers to show her a thing or two for her book. What she doesn't expect is a lesson in heartbreak.

*WATTYS WINNER 2024* Mateo Casparij is masquerading as an aloof mountain man on a self-imposed quest to avoid anything likened to sex or a relationship and he's come to love his quiet Coloradan life in the snowy ski town of Crested Butte. There's just one problem with his new life. Maia Jefferies. The painfully beautiful novelist that lives in the cottage next door. And he has a terrible, awful crush on her. Her infectious smile, witty banter and voluptuous curves make him want to break his vow of impotence and be whatever she needs. Maia is on deadline for her next novel and after a nasty breakup with her former muse and the man she thought was her Prince Charming, she's been struggling to craft a romance worthy of her best-selling author status. Yet, spending time with her neighbor, Mateo, appears to be doing the trick to help her overcome her writer's block and against her better judgement to never work with a muse again, she hires him to be her inspiration. And as her story flows, so do Maia and Mateo's feelings for each other. But when Maia's ex comes crawling back and Mateo's past rears its head, the two will have to face the feelings they've been trying to ignore or risk losing the love they've been looking for all along.

"I thought we agreed on a mutual day of rest?" His large body was within inches of hers, their chests brushing with each breath. "Who ordered the hit?" He growled out and Omisha rolled her eyes. It was an unspoken rule to carry that kind of information to your grave- a rule she was certain Thorn knew. "And here I was thinking you were sort of smart." She remarked as she pressed the auto start button on her key fob. Thorn's hand roughly grabbed her arm and pushed her against her car, her fresh sutures protesting. "Look, if we're not fucking you have to stop man handling me." She groaned as his grip tightened effectively pushing her wound tighter against the car. "Would you be serious for two seconds?" He growled as he angrily searched her eyes for an ounce of information. ------ When an assassin's next hit is a widely feared hitman you'd expect plenty of bloodshed not a toxic romance. *Warning very graphic scenes of violence, death and sex* Full description inside!

⭐ #1 in Sin, Lust, & Live ⭐ "Get back on the bed." Even though Adonis just fucked me, I'm intimidated, which is something I hate. I wrap men around my finger and leave them with hard-ons for a living. I'm Mistress, Baby Girl, Honey, I am whatever dream men want. Adonis sees right through it, past the facade I put up. I don't like it one bit. Especially coming from an asshole like him. This whole day he has stuck his nose up at me, acted like he is better than me when we do the same thing for a living. Our time on camera came to an end and as soon as I covered up, I was finished. The first thing out of my mouth is, "The show is done." "Well, I'm not," And with that he rips my robe in two from behind and throws me back onto the bed. I squeeze my legs closed, unsure if I'll be able to take him again after so soon. I can't deny that even with his temper and sharp-tongue, he's made me feel things I have never felt before. I don't get a chance to think it over because he forces my legs open and slams himself back inside me. Oh, Fuck.

❝I want to worship you like a queen. Every fucking day. And use you like my little slut. Every fucking night. Together, we can set the world on fire. Just to watch our enemies burn. Mark my words, their inferno will be forged into your paradise.❞ *** What happens when two villains fall in love? As a girl, she was taken from her happy home, held captive in shadows, and broken in darkness. After surviving hell, she's the monster to be feared now. As a boy, he watched them kill his parents and destroy his family. After losing everything, revenge isn't enough, he's coming for their kingdom and crown. When their paths collide in the midst of a mafia war, together, Rosa Lenoir and Cristiano Massera take the world by storm, setting it aflame to watch their enemies burn. *** Book Two in the Devil's Playground Series. It can be read as a stand-alone novel.

I struggled against the chains, ignoring the smell of my burning flesh. Crimson glanced at me and she had a lazy grin on her face. "Why are you smiling?" I breathed out. She shrugged, her own chains clanking. "Isn't this nice? Us two, together. No one to interrupt us. It's kind of like a date." She joked. I growled, not liking her sense of humor. "I hate you." "Likewise." • • • • In the pack region of the Midnight Watchers, the name Crimson Alexander puts fear in their hearts. Stories of the young woman is what keeps the pups in and the guards alert at night. She's the reason he has to find and kill her. Paxton Thornhill, deadliest and meanest Alpha and man of all time. He hates Crimson with everything in him even though he has not met her a day in his life. With the deaths of his pack members rising, the only way to stop it is to kill her. But what if Crimson is already two steps ahead of him? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Criticism is Welcomed ✌🏽 Cover is by: Me All Rights Reserved © 2018 Chayla Stewart #1 in Surprises as of 05/06/22, 01/27/23 #1 in bwwm as of 05/06/20, 01/15/23 #2 in werewolf as of 05/04/22 《MATURE CONTENT》

❝Like a work of art he had been dying to put on display.❞ Verani Adams finds herself unhappy with the way she's led her life. Between dealing with the consequences of her career choices, the burden to find romance in an era of one night stands, and most of all, figuring out how to fulfill her endless desire for a thrill in everything she does, she decides to apply for an internship in her final year of college, at one of the most profound museums in the city of Paris: Musée de l'Érotisme. Described otherwise as, a museum dedicated to sex. Face to face with the taboo nature that surrounds her job, she meets Damien Dupont, the head director of the renowned museum. Vera learns early on that his expertise goes beyond the creative field, following him into his personal life, and she can't help but feel curious about the various tastes he indulges in. As for him, he gets what he wants, and his eyes are set on the girl in red. *Unedited, this completed version is the first draft. Currently in revision.* 18+ MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY.

Maya, an innocent nurse, finds herself forced to accept protection from the Phantoms motorcycle gang, specifically the dangerous, irresistible biker, Jake Ford. ***** Maya has a normal life and a normal boyfriend, Sebastian. But one day she drops off a letter to a prison for a patient under her care, and finds herself being watched over by a dangerous, handsome biker. It turns out Maya is under the protection of Jake Ford, and despite her feelings for Sebastian, she can't resist the pull of Jake's strong arms, dark looks and chequered past. Soon criminals are coming after her, and Jake is the only one who can keep her safe. Will Maya hide behind her good-girl reputation, or let go and lose herself in the passionate world of Jake Ford? Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains scenes of violence and sexual activity, which may be triggering for some readers. [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]] Cover designer: Ren T. Photographer: Michelle Lancaster Model: Jaxon Human

In a world of monsters, is it possible to find the beauty in each other? Ice melts... Power ignites... Bonds forge... Just in time to clash with the impending storm on its way. ----------------------------------------------------------------- "I think you have lost your mind," Soren suddenly muttered. Then it happened: Annika grinned. A glowing warmth lit inside, heating her cold interior. There was something extraordinary about the simplicity put into a grin. The anguish lessoned, and suddenly anything was possible. Surely the sky could fall if Annika could smile? "What makes you say that?" She asked as she continued her movements. The grin acted as a soothing balm on her aching heart. Annika might've been crazy to become so easily uplifted by an everyday facial expression, but crazy seemed like a much better term to be than slave. "Only a lunatic would approach me in my slumber." His eyes remained shut, and he didn't object to her petting, so Annika didn't stop. "Well... you wouldn't know if you were asleep?" "Mmm," the sound vibrated like a guttural hum, "I awoke the second you entered." "Did you?" Annika asked as she turned her head to study his face, but this time, his eyes were open, revealing those beautiful pits of colorless depths. --------------------------------------------------------------- (WARNING: MATURE CONTENT OF ALL KINDS *EMPHASIS ON THE ALL PART*) Highest Rank: 48 (thanks to you beautiful creatures)

This isn't a story for the faint of heart. This is a story about a girl who loved a boy. A boy who couldn't love her back. This is a story about the bitter, the sweet, betrayals, second chances, and redemption. If your heart doesn't hurt by the end of this wreckage, then I haven't done my job properly.