What will happen when the whole neighborhood knows more about you and your sister than you both know yourselves? When twin sisters Chloe and Cleo work together to find out their family history for a project, what will they find? What will their parents say? Like they say, the truth will come out whether you like it or not.

[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."

A story about life, love and survival in the most uncanny manner. | BOOK ONE | (COMPLETED AND UNEDITED) (Previously known as: How to Survive: Dating your Enemy) Current cover by: @moonxriver Copyright © 2013 LetterJae

[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]

She always knew she was different. The strange dreams and the voices in her head had her convinced she was losing her mind. And then she met him. 20 years old and inexperienced with men, Alex had no idea what to make of her body's heated response. But his amethyst eyes were hiding secrets capable of destroying her world. She had no idea that on the eve of her 21st birthday her life would change forever... He found her. After many years of searching for the girl, Tyler could finally deliver her to the king where she would likely be killed. Yet as her scent registered in him, his inner-being stirred. He had discovered hidden deep within her his Tanahya: an ancient edict created by The Elite that would rouse only when in the presence of one's true mate. This, however, did not distract from the fact that she was his sworn enemy. So why was he struggling to contain his desire for her? She wasn't his type, he didn't bed whores. And besides, the heir to the throne was forbidden to mate a non-virgin. Which begs the question, why was he stalling his mission and postponing her inevitable death?

[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 just a few things I wrote, hope you like it.

[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*