When Alayna is given an important mission, she certainly doesn't expect it to lead her into the arms - and chains - of a wizard with particular... appetites. In order to win back her freedom and the use of her magic, she'll have to fight her own dark desires, while desperately searching for a way to save the people she loves. CONTENT WARNING: This is an erotic work of fiction, intended for people 18 and over. It contains graphic sexual scenes and violence. TRIGGER WARNINGS: BDSM, non-con/dub-con and reluctance, drugging, kidnapping, multiple partners, toys, and lots of chains. Seriously, y'all, it gets dark. Turn back before it's too late.

Daphne accepts a mysterious stranger's offer to 'model' sex toys because the job promises to be an opportunity to safely realize her darkest sexual fantasies. The money isn't bad either. She is surprised to discover that she enjoys the people she works with and, more importantly to her, the challenge of not merely enduring the more 'severe' "product evaluations," but of beating her tormentors at a brutal game that's rigged against her. Daphne contains sexually explicit content, much of which may melt snowflakes.

An arrogant wide receiver at the University of Southern California and the perfect girl to bring him to his knees. Very explicit!! 18+ #1 eroticastories, short, & widereceiver Featured: @AfterDark's Contemporary Romance - Jan '23

~ 2021 WATTY'S SHORTLIST ~ "I-well, I..." I hesitated with my response. I wanted to let go. To not worry about what would happen in the future. I'd always loved staring into fires. It hypnotized me with its beauty and danger. It was so tantalizing to look at, but one little touch could destroy. I knew the heat between Tyler and I was similar. It started off small but it had only grown in the weeks he'd been here. We'd fed it unintentionally, and it had gone from an ember to a crackling flame. Every nerve in my body wanted to reach out and touch it, even though I knew I'd get burned. *************************************************** Pia Callahan always lived a carefree life with no worries. Her only responsibilities were to attend her college classes (sometimes) and keep herself fed (on ramen). When tragedy strikes, Pia is all of the sudden thrown into a whirlwind of change. She has to grow up and take on more responsibility than she could ever imagine: the custody of her best friend's son. Pia may not believe she is the best person for the job, but she is determined to do it. She'll trade in frat parties for PTA meetings and beer-bongs for apple juice. But what happens when the ruggedly hot motocross athlete Tyler Westwood shows up in her small town? Tyler lives on the fast track, never caring too much about consequences. You can't when your job is to do backflips through the air. Sometimes, you just have to send it and hope for the best. From the second Tyler meets Pia, he knows he wants her. But she is determined to ignore their bubbling chemistry. She has priorities now and a summer fling isn't one of them. Will Pia be able to stay away from Tyler? Or will she decide to hit the throttle? ***************************************************

"You were ours from the second we saw you," he stated as if I didn't have a choice in it, and the truth was, I didn't need to because he was right. I was theirs, but what they didn't know was that they were mine, too. *** One invitation to an open house. One moment. One chance. And everything changes. When Emma receives an invite to the most exclusive BDSM club in the city, she knows she needs to go. At Desire's Den, she'll experience pain and pleasure, bondage, domination, and submission - all intertwined. For the first time in her life, she dares herself to go after what she wants. She'd always been too afraid. Now she is ready. Now she just has to secure a dominant. But just as everything she ever desired is in her grasp, she finds something she never expected: three possessive masters, all ready to claim her. Callan, the owner of Desire's Den, could make even the most innocent woman hungry with lust. His voice is soft as silk, and as wicked as the dirtiest fantasy you've ever had. Mateo, the sweet-tongued professor, is every woman's dream: a gentleman in public, and filthy in private. Gideon, the trio's resident bad boy, is owner of one of the most popular nightclubs in the city. Behind his calm and stone façade is a violent storm ready to conquer the object of his obsession. And she just might be the one they've been waiting for.

Kinsley Wright didn't come from money, but her friendship with Mafia princess, Adriana Romano, flung her into a lavish world that was luxurious and intimidating all wrapped into one. When she gains the attention of wealthy mafia bad boys, Dane Moretti and Tyson Santoro, her world is knocked off it's axis and seems to stop turning all together. As her feelings grow for both deliciously dangerous men, Kinsley feels forced to choose between them, but what if she doesn't have to? What if they are ready and willing to share her...to make her theirs?

***COMPLETE*** Series coming down Nov 1st He asked me to tell him why I loved the cello and I told him but I wasn't expecting his response. "The way you describe it is so beautiful. Reminds me of what it feels like when you're really making love to someone." "Uh no. It's nothing like that," I said. "Oh I think it is. Perhaps you've never really had someone make love to you. It's euphoria and relaxation all at once if it's being done right. All those touches," he brushed his fingers against my neck and I shivered. "All the arousal," he stepped closer and dropped his head next to mine, his hot breath hitting my skin. "All the kisses in all the right places," he murmured, his lips brushing against my ear. "You can't tell me the feeling of someone filling you up and caressing your body slowly, over all the curves, all the peaks, into all the crevices while they move in and out of you, with you, making your own music with all the moans and whimpers." Emery Barner is in a long-time relationship with her highschool boyfriend, but things aren't going exactly great between them. She's struggling to support them both and trying to go to school for music, working several jobs at once. One of those job is to do what she loves: play the cello. She plays at a fancy, romantic restaurant where most people walk right by without appreciating the heart she puts into her playing, until one night when she's approached by two businessmen, one of which catches her attention more than he should. Milo Sanders, a billionaire businessman on the spectrum, is scrambling to find a replacement musician for his upcoming charity event after the one he had lined up was stolen away. Milo is stewing in anger over dinner at the loss of a popular musician, he discovers a cellist playing at the very restaurant he's in. He never intended to want anything from her except her musical talent but the more time he spends with her, the more he finds himself wanting much more from her.

18+ This is an erotic romance! It is a standalone spinoff from the Distorted Windows Trilogy. Lexie Vanderbrooke is a shy, reserved, polite young woman who has a condition known as heterochromia. One vibrant emerald green eye, one steel blue eye. She has spent her entire life trying to avoid attention, always wanting to blend into the background. Marco Caporali AKA The Enforcer works for a well-known mafia family, the Moretti's. Marco is an enigma of a man, angry and tattoo riddled. He hardly speaks and despises physical contact. He carries a traumatic past with him everywhere that he goes. After a chance meeting with the unique woman when she was 17, he hasn't been able to forget her. When Lexie and her best friend's lives are threatened 5 years later, Marco has no choice but to go to extreme measures to keep her safe. Lexie and Marco will be forced to spend every minute together. Add in a quirky and vibrant best friend and a sexual deviant of a mob boss and these four are about to have an adventure filled with excitement and suspense. Excerpt: "What were you dreaming about?" His voice was rough and low, his fingers flexing slightly against my flat stomach. "Um... I was..." Oh shit. The dream flooded back in, warming my body all over as my thighs pressed tightly together. I could feel just how wet I was. "I wasn't dreaming." "Bullshit, 𝘚𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦. Did you know that you talk in your sleep?" His breath was hot on my neck, my body reacting instinctively as my back arched and my ass pushed tighter against his hard cock. He groaned in response, his body going stiff. His hand released my hip, wrapping his arm around my body and pulling me even tighter against him, his face pushing into the crook of my neck. "You also say pussy in the most seductive way." "Oh, god." My hands flew up to my face, covering it as it flushed hotter. "The way your body moved and the sounds you made..." I gasped when I felt his hot tongue slide over my sensitive skin.