*MATURE**Erotica**18+* [COMPLETED] "Let it ring or answer. Either way. I'm not stopping." His dark husky voice sent goosebumps down my arms. His hands tightened around my hips, digging into the bone as he backed me into the side of a truck. The cold metal made my bare back arch, sending my hips directly into his. #1 EroticaRomance #1 xxx #1 Read #8 Sexy #1 Hook-ups #1 girlxboy #8 boyxgirl #1 kink #1 hook-ups #2 tattoo #3 tattoos #8 matureaudience #3 motorcycle

READ THE FULL STORY ON RADISH FICTION FOR FREE. MATURE CONTENT Book 1 of the Daddy Series (5 book series, all 5 books are on Radish) (age gap of 10 years, 22 y/o with 32 y/o) Keon King is a thirty-two year old businessman, with bad luck in relationships. He meets twenty-two year old landscape designer, Enna Falcone, and she's the breath of fresh air he needs in his life. He knows he shouldn't pursue her, but he can't resist. She should be with someone her own age, or having fun being single, not settling for a guy ten years older than her. Enna is sick and tired of dating immature guys. She wants a real man. Someone who won't mess her around and knows exactly what he wants. Someone with a stable, proper job, who offers her the support and affection she needs. She finds all of that in Daddy Keon. Too bad her father will never approve. (FYI, this is not a DDLG relationship)

***** MATURE CONTENT**** WARNING!! RATED R 18+ only This is a short, to the point book. I didn't want a lot of background and details. Just a satisfying quick read He is the definition of sex. Dark features, gauged ears, tattoos, and attitude. He makes my body come alive with just his eyes. I wonder what he could do with his hands.. His name is Devon.. And he's My brother's roommate...

Toxic Draco. Dumb Lucille. The book with a messy plot full of smut. You might fall in love with Lorenzo Berkshire. Oh, and I wrote this in under a month, so enjoy that *rushed* and *minimal effort* taste. + A book that takes unexpected turns of events. + More than just your regular mature fanfiction. {Half-Blood Prince | Deathly Hallows | Post-War} [Mature Content; Viewer Discretion is Advised; This book is semi-slow burn but once the mature content appears, it's very frequent.| Highest Rankings #1 draco #1 malfoy #1 mature #3 dracomalfoy #7 in fanfiction #9 in louispartridge started: september 30th, 2020 ended: october 23rd, 2020

Seven years ago, Tristan Knight walked away from the love of his life, Serenity Harris, without a word or a backwards glance. No goodbye. No Dear John letter. No words of apologies or excuses. She'd woken up one morning to an empty bed, her body sore; her hair wild and unkempt from their tempestuous love-making the night before. That night had been the first time Tristan told her he loved her. Their courtship had started fast. It took four hours for him to get her into bed and take her virginity and one night for her to fall head over heels in love with him. The year leading up to their final night together had been full of twists and turns, ups and downs. But she'd thought they had finally gotten to a place where they full understood and valued one another. So what happened? Why did he leave? And why had he come back today of all days? Her wedding day. To his former best friend and band mate, Nyle Wentworth. Nyle has been there for Serenity ever since Tristan left her heart in irrepairable pieces. Nyle loved her back to life and in spite of her love for Tristan, she found herself drawn to him. Now they're about to get married. Nyle won Serenity fair and square and he doesn't feel bad about actively pursuing her, falling in love with her, marrying her, or spending the rest of his life with her. He and Tristan were friends but that's all in the past. And that's where he intends to keep it. All Serenity wants to do is to marry Nyle, be happy, and go on with her life but the reappearance of the love of her life is making that more than difficult. Tristan is back, he wants what's his, and he doesn't care who he has to destroy or kill to have it. Now that Tristan's back, Serenity finds herself torn between what her heart wants and who her head knows is the better choice. **For mature audiences only (18+)

STORY REMOVED PERMANENTLY. Please see the announcement dated Jan 25, 2022, 03:04 PM for more information. *********** Sonia is married to her high school best friend, and she loves him dearly. But after five years of marriage, she can no longer take the pain of her one-sided love. Her husband, Nate, is a closeted gay man, and she's been waiting for him to come out. Time passes with no luck, so Sonia takes matters into her own hands. Playing a matchmaker, she finds Trent on a dating website and sets into motion her plans of giving Nate his happily ever after. But plans never go as they're meant to. What happens when Trent finds he doesn't only want Nate, but her as well? What happens when Nate feels the same way? Find out as you follow Sonia, a woman of boundless love, seeking to bring happiness to the love of her life at the cost of her own, and the men, who'll never let her go. ******* NOTE: This story contains light BDSM, some conflict about sexuality, polygamy themes and some mentioning of suicide. Cover designed by @ambielea_x

Harry doesn't believe in coincidences. Neither should she.

He cracks open a half-smile, grabs me by my hips and pulls me closer to him; almost instantly I melt in his strong arms as if I were perfect for his body, "I know you feel the sparks too sweetheart, so when you're done playing house with that boyfriend of yours, head over to my place and let me treat you the way you should be treated." Scarlet was hooked on this bad boy Marine Ryan, but what's going to happen with the baggage he brings? Especially when he unravels her every needs. ***EROTIC STORY, CONTAINS MATURE EXPLICIT LANGUAGE AND SEXUAL CONTENT***

BOOK ONE OF THE CURSED SERIES "What's your name?" His voice was a delicate murmur in her ear. "Alice," she breathed, gasping as he nipped at her lobe. Their bodies swayed to the music, ignorant of the people around them. She was falling into the abyss of this man, of his seduction and thrall. Her stomach clenched involuntarily as he breathed her name in a throaty groan. "I like that," he murmured as he trailed his tongue down her neck, nipping at the skin at the base of her throat. Alice opened her eyes at the glaring flashing lights above them. She wanted him. Gods how she wanted him... "What's your name?" She dared to ask. Her throat was dry and parched from the heat, from the man that ground his pelvis into her ass... He chuckled, fingers trailing down her right thigh, "so responsive," he murmured as she moaned, gasping for cool air. * * * When Alice seeks out a popular club in hopes of curbing the misery that 'the one that should not be named' had caused, she most certainly didn't anticipate stumbling upon a man who would rock her world in a way that 'the one that should not be named' didn't. Nevermind the prospect of stumbling upon someone who was of another species entirely. Although, she tried to forget about that part. And let's be honest here, it's not exactly easy escaping an Alpha that claims to require Alice for his survival. But like her gramps had told her- "there's nothing like a good kick to the balls." Though, that didn't quite work in her favour a year down the line. How, do you wonder? Well, it's a damn long story to tell.