Callie: The past is the past, right? Or so they say, or whatever. I've let mine define me for the past five years. No relationships, no cuddling, and definitely no sleepovers. All I need is a good romp in the hay, my sex-positive radio show, and my best friend Jade. Until him. Dex. He broke the cycle of meaningless one-night stands and showed me how true love should be. He even helped me tackle my demons once and for all. Dex: She broke my heart. After four years, she cheated on me the moment she could. And the idiot I am, I call into a radio station pleading with the hosts for help on getting over the heartbreak. And the moment a goddess walked into the kitchen of my frat house offering me a beer, I took their advice. I hooked up with her, thinking that would be it. But little did I know Callie would be the center of my world if only I could convince her she was worthy. ■■ Spin-off of Sex and Writing. You don't have to read it first. ■■■ Mature. Updates weekly.

He swiped my sweat-soaked hair off my neck, resting his lips against my ear. His fiery breaths blew across my earlobe. My body shuddered once again, craving more of him. "You're not the first woman to think she could seduce me into bed because of who I am, what I write. And you won't be the last." He gave a small chuckle, pulling down my dress, so it covered me. "But," he said in a low growl, "so far...... you're my favorite." Breaths poured from my lips at those words. My heart fluttered inside my pounding chest. His favorite, my brain stuck to his words like glue. Clinging to the small hope we'd continue this somewhere else, more than once. We stayed in that position for a moment before his body heat disappeared from my back. He lit a cigarette in front of me, the flash of the lighter illuminating his flushed, sweat-soaked face. I leaned against the brick wall, finding comfort in the coolness against my heated skin. His eyes met mine again. I didn't think I could move from the spot, but he forced me to when he held up a red, lacy thong in between his fingers. My red lacy thong. Fucking panty thief! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Their worlds collided in a heated, passion-filled hook-up behind a bar, bringing their broken pieces together. And now? Mercy finds herself as C.J. Cole's intern. The very Mr. Cole who wrote the most romantic, erotic books she had ever laid eyes on. How could she manage to keep her panties on around him? Or control herself? Hint: she won't. Mature warning.

"Say it" he growled in my ear pulling my head back by my hair. He slowed down his entire body and I whimpered in protest. "No" I sobbed, I didn't want to g down, at least not like this. "All you have to do is say it" he whispered in my ear. I wiggled my body and tried to get some type of action, but I only made it worst, keeping me on the edge. "SAY IT!" he yelled. "Fine! I'm yours, no one else can have me" I whimpered, and he whispered the one word that changed my life. "Come" WARNING!!! I am currently editing this book, chapters might be missing.

Life was going well, until an unexpected breakup leads to a night of passion with a stranger. But things are not always what they seem. Who can you trust amidst lies and betrayal? Special thanks to P. D. Vance for my cover 💕

"You're so pretty, you know that?" He whispers to me as he looked at my face and planted a small kiss on my lips. "Bend over for me baby." I obey what he says and stands up, legs still weak, and bend over with my legs spread apart. I feel his lips kiss me all the way from my neck, to my back, and to left ass cheek. Goosebumps spread all over me once his cold hands caressed the sides of my body. • • • One night changes everything when two enemies Daya and Kaidan hook up causing them to get stuck in a game of sex. - All credit for the cover drawing goes to @bre.lexis on Instagram.

"I swear to god Jade, if you don't fucking keep your mouth shut, I'll do it myself" "What the fuck do you want from me, i told you i don't know anything, now let go of my fucking waist before anyone sees us" He's such an asshole. I love it

"You know when Christmas is coming, and you and your friends start getting all worked up because of all the gifts you ought to buy, you fuss and fuss because you have no idea what to get them, and you start hating Christmas and fancy retiring in a cloistered convent? Yeah? Me too. However, my friends and I have found a quite interesting solution to that. Let me tell you about it." DISCLAIMER This book contains smut, caution advised if you are under 18. This story contains extremely EXPLICIT and extremely ADULT contents.please do NOT read if you're underage and/or you'd feel uncomfortable with such scenes.

♛𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐔𝐁 𝐎𝐖𝐍𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄♛ "You like what you see , Jaxon?" He got up and came closer to me and replied. "I like you any day, Hour and minute." He grabbed my neck and slowly and started peppering kisses down my body . I let out a low moan and he whispers in my ear- "Remember when I said I was going to make you talk..... Well I am when I fuck the shit out of you." He pushes me on the bed and says- "Spread your legs. I want to see all of you." - THIS USED TO BE CALLED BUNNY TILL I REWROTE IT. COVER MADE BY ME OF COURSE:) [MATURE CONTENT]