He bites his lip, then leans in and kisses me. And the way he kisses me, is the mouth-on-mouth equivalent of saying it's go time. If we were in a PG-13 movie, this is the part where the scene would change to the next day. "I'm gonna take off my pants." But it's not, it's some seriously R-rated shit. ------------------------------------------------------------------- What's the worst thing you've ever done? No, I'm not talking about the time you cut class, or accidently flashed some old lady from the department store change room. No, I'm talking about something bone-chilling. The secret that creeps into your mind late at night, consumes you whole, grips you tighter than a teenage boy with an unsupervised internet connection. Twenty-one year old intern for the Portland Pirates, Rosie Labrun, definitely has a few. Some more Bridgerton level scandalous than others. But after finally managing to land herself an internship with a professional hockey organization, she's determined to leave her past in the filthy rear-view mirror. She's ambitious; and resilient; and won't let anything stand in her way. And things are going good...until Erik King comes to town. New captain of the Pirates and fan favorite, he's about as threatening as a dog in a Halloween costume - and definitely not Rosie's type. But after being introduced to one another after a press conference, he seems to have set his sights on this socially-awkward intern. And while that may sound like most teenage girl's dream of marrying a hockey player, finally coming true, Rosie has no interest in getting played with. That is, until she finds out the two have already been far more than acquainted with one another. Highest Rankings #1 in NHL - 06/03/2022 #1 in Novella - 12/11/2021 #1 in Books - 18/04/2022

Rosie Labrun is a lot of things: a college student on the cusp of graduation; an intern for the Portland Pirates, a romance novel connoisseur; and the most recent addition to her resume...the girlfriend of a professional athlete. She won't let it define her, though; no, she will define it. I mean, in theory. In reality, she's just as vulnerable to the pressure of the public eye as a child star that's hasn't yet been sent to rehab. Then there's Erik King: a professional hockey player and recovering catfish, who's finally managed to land the woman of his dreams. He's also managed to knock her up within a few hours of becoming her boyfriend - but that's besides the point...I think. Thrusted into the florescent spotlight of money and fame, will these two lovebirds be able to make it through whatever challenges come their way? Or is happily ever after, really only something that happens in romance novels?

*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

[COMPLETE] 18+ (but if you're not 18, I won't tell on you) --- It had been a mistake. It had all happened so fast. The look on her parents' faces when they found out had been devastating. Perhaps that was why she didn't complain when they decided to send her to a small village in Canada, away from the chaotic and luxurious Los Angeles, with the excuse of being an exchange student for a year. Grace Castle was more than happy to welcome Elizabeth "Lizzie" Wright in her modest house, along with her son Nate and, well, Aaron. It had been 2 years since Grace had taken in the troubled 18-year-old boy, after the tragedy that had occurred to him and his family. Dark and untamable like smoke, Aaron was the exact opposite of Lizzie, groomed to be the perfect woman, always following the rules, and stepping out of line only that one time. One time that cost her a year away from her old city, far away from curious ears and judging eyes. A year that was going to change her life completely, tumbling into a den of lions ready to devour her as soon as they had her in their pack as one of their own. He would not let her have it easy. It was time for sweet, docile Lizzie to face the world and its snakes. He'd make sure of that. Though... was he sure she was not just yet another wolf in a sheep's clothing? Was her heart as pure as he believed, or could it be shaded with swirls of gray smoke like his? ---

[COMPLETE] Might be 18+, but honestly we all know half the reads will be 18- ;) --- New York, year 2021, the Three Outlaw Towers scrape the gray sky of the Big Apple. The Peak, The Den and The Abyss are the greatest - and wealthiest - associations of outlaws in the entire world. The Viper, Helen Grace Donovan, 22, interpreter, assassin, and Heir of the Abyss. The Cobra, Dean Warren, 26, CEO of one of the greatest banks worldwide, assassin, and Heir of the Peak. Ever since she became an assassin three years ago after a tragic death, the Viper has kept her identity secret, staining her hands with the blood of people who never knew the face of their killer. Some people call her Death, some call her a myth. But she's very real. And very pissed. Her new job is to kill her sworn enemy Dean Warren, giving her boss Derek Dawson monopoly of the Peak. Her knowledge of four languages - Italian, English, Spanish and French - will give her an excuse to go undercover as Dean's new interpreter, thanks to the unfortunate passing of his old one. Though, what happens when the truth of their secretly entwined past comes out just as they find out they'll have to work together against a greater threat? Neither of them is a saint. Both of them are trained assassins. But what else are they? Enemies? Lovers? Or could they be both? --- I will put specific tags in the first chapter for the trigger warnings. Please proceed with caution and RESPECT.

His scent intoxicated me. He pushed me up against the lockers, locking his lips with mine. He traced my bottom lip with his tongue asking for entrance, but I denied. Pinching my ass making me gasp, he took his chance and our tongues fought for dominance. 'God he's a good kisser.' He broke away from the kiss breathless. He grabbed my waist and whispered in my ear, "You are mine, and mine only. I am the only one that will love you, touch you, kiss you, look at you, and make u feel like this." I blushed at his words. My mate will be the death of me.