He licked his lips, his focus on the confection. "I want a bite." She smirked. "You can make your own." He looked up into her dark eyes, made light by the fire's glow. He flexed his fingers, one hand finding the soft flesh of her ass, the other her waist. "I don't want my own. I want yours." ________ Desperate for money to protect her incarcerated brother, Penelope Georgia decides to become a surrogate. She's declined by a traditional agency because she's never had a child before. She discovers another avenue without that requirement that also happens to pay better. Unique, however, to most surrogate contracts, the Rogans require Penelope to not only provide the egg and take the child to term, but also that the child must be conceived naturally. With the promise of cash upfront, she agrees to the terms. What she wasn't expecting was an inconvenient attraction to Mr. Rogan that only grows as they embark on the journey to conceive a child for his wife. She's quickly pulled into the couple's dysfunctional relationship while also navigating a lot of firsts for herself. By the time she regrets her decisions, she's in way too far over her head. The last thing she needs to find out is that Mr. Rogan's course mannerisms with her and long absences are because he returns her affections. Further interaction between the two quickly becomes a slippery slope between fulfilling their obligation and crossing a thin line. ___________ So, if you couldn't tell from the description, this story is going to be messy as hell; BUT, this is the one you all voted on LOL! So I'm blaming it on you!! (hehe) (COMPLETE)

"With him it wasn't about the material shit, or the money. He captured my heart with his..." Growing up in the care of her grandmother because her mom was unfit, Anastasia saw the harsh realities of the 'hood' life. All of the boys had their eyes on her. Anastasia only saw one person, the good boy, Jason. Jason had his fair share of turmoil. With a mother battling addiction, and a hustling big brother who washed his hands of the situation, he had to figure things out on his own. Football was Jason's everything and way out of the hood, but when the bills start piling and his mom spiraling out of control, Jason is forced to make a decision that alters not only his life, but the lives of the ones he love as well. Sometimes love is a dangerous thing, we'd do anything to protect the ones we love. If each moment meant nothing, and the relationship was a fling, Why'd You Call It Love?

Mature | Erotica | Smut ***COMPLETED*** Kerstin London is a self-made success story. A multi-billionaire and a renowned design wiz, she's transformed herself from an "unwanted" daughter into a powerhouse in her field. But when it comes to matters of the heart, her wealth has become both a blessing and a curse. Every relationship she's tried has been a disaster, with men either intimidated by her success or drawn to her for all the wrong reasons. What she wants most is simple: a man who will love and respect her-not because of her money, but despite it. After years of romantic train wrecks, her faith in finding true love is running low. Add to that a mother who constantly pushes her down, reminding her of all her perceived flaws, and Kerstin is left wondering if she'll ever find the love she deserves. Just when it seems like happiness is within reach, Kerstin's world is thrown into chaos. Will she finally find the man who sees her for who she really is-and is he willing to fight for her love? This time, it's about more than just passion; it's about affection without limitations, without conditions. But love is never as simple as it seems. Her man is ready to give everything for her heart, believing that love is an action, not just a feeling. He's willing to put her happiness, health, and safety above his own-but is he truly prepared for what it takes to love her fully? Every man wants a woman to call his own, but does Kerstin's prince truly have what it takes to claim her heart?

Akariah "Kari" Banks is a twenty-year-old bartender by night and a stripper by necessity, raising her baby sister after losing everything. Life's a balancing act between sleepless nights, bills, and awkward interactions she can't seem to dodge. But when Makari Volkov-the ruthless Russian mafia leader with icy blue eyes and a dangerous past-walks into her bar, her world shifts.

Xan a stripper, works the vampire club, where she met two mysterious and dark vampire. Who have no problem sharing her...If you know what that entitled. : : "Kiss my ass," I growled. She smirked. "How much?" I snorted. "Your order?" Jager leaned over the table, her gaze fixed on me. "Tell me, Snow Princess. How much for a kiss on your ass? Name your price." I realized that for them, everything revolved around naming a price, and they could get what they wanted. That's how they had lived for years. "Blood wine and shots, coming right up," I said, ignoring her proposition. She leaned back, the purple lighting casting shadows on their faces, making them appear even more enigmatic. "Do your thing, Snow Flakes. But when you come back, I hope the price is on the tip of those lips," she said. I rolled my eyes. "Whatever," I mumbled. "Come here," Jager commanded. I couldn't help but smile inside as she rummaged through her seemingly endless supply of cash. She folded a few bills and leaned forward, slipping the money into the side of my skirt. Her hand lingered, palming my ass cheeks. "So damn full," she remarked, her words slipping through her fangs. Read to find out...

{ Book 1 of the Marino Series } "Don't ever walk alone." My mother once said. Well, about that... I might've walked alone & witnessed a brutal murder. If it isn't the consequences of my own actions... I witnessed a murder & now I've gained a stalker, a man who's dangerous & a psychopath. Well a sexy psychopath. Emilio Marino. READ!!👇🏾 !Warning! This story contains, violence, smut, A LOT OF NAMING CALLING, humor & death. If you cannot handle neither of these, do not read stink🧍🏽‍♀️. Started: 09/05/22 Finished: 03/09/23

I froze. A man was slumped against the graffiti-covered brick wall, blood blooming across his side. His white shirt was soaked through, and there was a gun just inches from his open hand. My heart slammed against my ribs. Run, Skye. You should run. But I didn't. Instead, I dropped my bag and took a cautious step closer. His head lifted. Piercing, icy blue eyes met mine, sharp even through the haze of pain. His face was all sharp edges and shadowed scruff, blood trailing from the corner of his mouth. His accent was thick and rough, like broken glass. "Leave." I shook my head slowly. "You're bleeding. Bad." "Not your concern." His voice was lethal, but he flinched hard when he tried to move. "You're gonna die out here," I whispered, kneeling beside him. My hands trembled as I pressed a napkin from my apron against his side. "I'm studying to be a nurse. Let me help." He stared at me like I was something he couldn't comprehend. A stranger. A softness he didn't trust. Then his hand, heavy and warm, clamped around my wrist-not rough, but firm. "What's your name?" he rasped. "...Skye." A beat passed. Then another. "I am Mikhail." His eyes darkened. "And you shouldn't have found me."

Harper doesn't remember how she got to this planet. Here, humans are treated as pets, if they're lucky. She wasn't lucky at her first home. But, she was eventually rescued, maybe this alien will be kinder than the last? *There will be no relationship between any alien or human beyond pet and owner.* *I own none of the artwork, credit to the original artists.* *Sorry, I'm not putting trigger warnings at the top of the page.* *#1 reptilian and #2 humanpet on January 24, 2025. #1 let and #1 humanpet on April 23, 2025 *

A beautiful and strong-minded toddler grows up in a prostitute house hearing people screaming and begging for help. Her mother always kept her hidden in her room away from the hungry eyes of the men who wanted nothing but to use women for their pleasure. One day, the small girl found herself wandering around the house when her mother didn't come back for two days to give her food and water like usual. But what happens when she gets sold to the Psycho brothers who are well known for their cold-hearted and cruel natures? Will their darkness hurt her or give her the love she deserves? Read to find out.......