[Edited Version ● Alternate Ending] "I will savour every part of your body; every nook and every cranny. I will make you feel like my last meal. And I will do it with your husband in the next room." Sofia's breathing became ragged. She held the stupid cookbook to her chest like a lifesaver, but she couldn't stop her heart bashing against it. And Vaughn? His hand had somehow slipped up the hem of her dress... (Cover by @ilovepizaaaa)

*This is a FREE book with PAID exclusive chapters* [The Dad I'd Like to F*ck] "You should be careful," Devin said calmly, bending over to scoop Rory into his arms. "This bathtub can get incredibly slippery." "So I noticed," she said dryly. Mortified, she noticed how erect her nipples were. They stabbed the air like tiny knives of arousal and she was positive that Devin had noticed. "I think I can walk now," she said quickly. To her relief, he set her on the ground and reached for her towel. "This is the second time I'm rescuing you," he said, in that quiet way Rory was beginning to recognise as his annoyed tone. "Let's not make it a habit." Rory tightened the towel around herself, wincing from the motion. "I slipped in the tub. Hardly a rescue." A dirty look crossed his face. "I haven't had sex in two years, Rory. Consider yourself rescued..." He turned to leave "...from me." She was speechless. For starters, this had been the longest conversation she'd ever had with Devin Shaw and, secondly, she was positive that he wasn't as crazy as he let everyone believe he was...

[Edited Version] "We only read erotica," Fiona said with a straight face. "Come again?" I asked, clutching my copy of Jane Eyre to my chest. I suddenly felt like a girl who'd come to a fancy-dress party dressed as herself. "Oh, come on, Janelle," Fiona smiled, pulling my hand and leading me into the room. The light in the library was dimmed to a dull glow, and then I heard a man's voice reading: "I entered her from behind, squeezing the taut skin of her buttocks and driving myself even deeper, until..." Somewhere in the dark, I heard moans of pleasure and the unmistakable yowl of a climax... [Cover by @headfullofstars]

Highest Rank: Werewolf #1 "Mine" he growls, and spins me around to face him. His face is now only inches away and it catches me off guard. I can feel him all around me, his warm breath on my face, his calloused hands on my body, everything he touches tingles in a delightful and overpowering way. Something deep inside me sparks suddenly, starting off slow like lighting a match, but then grows into a raging fire. I look up at him in shock, what is happening to me? Why is my body reacting to him this way? Why the hell is Jared touching me to begin with? So many questions are swarming in my mind, but none escape my lips. I have no control right now, something inside me does and it wants this. It wants him. His once light green eyes have turned into a deep shade of emerald in a matter of seconds, as if reading my thoughts. He pulls me impossibly closer to him and his lips find my ear. "Mate" He growls huskily sending chills and sparks flying through me. What the hell is happening?! ***** When Stella Riverson's house lights up like a match, the Riverson's are left stranded without a home, all of their belongings lost in the flames. One thing leads to another and they move up north to the town of Sutton, to live with the ever so generous Wells family. Little does Stella know that she is about to be thrown head first into a world she never knew existed. Lies told and secrets kept will unfold before her very own eyes as she reaches reckless and uncharted territory deep within herself. A new town, new house, and a whole new school, where certain things will be questioned, like why is Stella the central point of all the students stares at this new school? Especially the stunningly attractive and mysterious boy she shares a roof with. **WARNING: This story is going under revision, meaning I WILL be making changes to the plot, characters and more. Read at your own risk** Copyright © 2014 by Elena R **COVER MADE BY: isaSecret **

[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*

[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."

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[Rae, Part 2: 18+ Only - This book will not make sense if you don't read the first one.] Pregnant, barefoot and on a mission: Rae Erickson can blame hormones for making her so...bloodthirsty. She's pissed off with the demon hunter who's made the father of her unborn children his personal whipping boy. She's pissed off with the fallen angel who's made it his mission to piss her off. But most of all, she's pissed off with the father of her babies - who thinks he's doing her a solid by letting her go. Morning sickness, demon-hunting 101 and a weird craving for chocolate sauce in her cereal won't get in the way of her planning her happily ever after - even if she has to kill to do it. Because until her water breaks, she won't...

[Edited Version] “You ever think about letting your hair loose?” Ashton asked, his breath kissing Amor’s neck as they waltzed. “My hair’s fine,” Amor snapped in annoyance. Ashton chuckled. “That’s not what I meant.” His hands slowly hiked up the hem of her dress and her breath caught. “What are you doing?” She uneasily glanced around at the dancing couples. “Giving a new meaning to dirty dancing,” he replied quietly. And he entered her. [Cover by @zarawhite]

Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.