It started with a proposition. Eight words; "I want to make love to your wife." They are eight words I will never forget, because with those words I found my addiction. [WARNING:The story your about to read is intended for readers 18+ due to it's sexual content. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion] Open to read a brief synopsis

To the world he was a beast but for her he would do anything. He could have the world but all he wanted was her. They say the things we want most are the things we can't have. For she was so afraid of him that even the thought of him could have her running for the hills. Little did she know that she was the only one who didn't have to be afraid of him. Credits for the cover go to @Chatachino for the amazing cover.

The highly anticipated follow-up to the ⋕1 Wattpad hit DEAD IN BED is here. Bailey's and Ashley's sagas continue in the heart-wrenching finale to Adrian Birch's totally unique meta novel. ----------------------------------------------- Haven't read Book 1 yet? Check it out here: https://www.wattpad.com/story/25536264-dead-in-bed-by-bailey-simms-book-1 You've never, ever read a book like this. When a sexually-transmitted plague breaks out in Ashley Young's small town, leaving its victims with a bizarrely amplified libido, everything about her life changes. DEAD IN BED is partly a suspense thriller with a strikingly unique story, partly a page-turning mystery about a disease that makes people hopelessly crave sexual contact, and partly a neo-western adventure in the American heartland. For readers who can handle a smart, controversial female protagonist who's willing to do anything -- no matter how difficult or morally questionable -- in order to survive, the series pulls them in like an unshakeable addiction. . . . Bailey Simms, teen author of DEAD IN BED, is stuck at home with a rare medical condition. Writing is her only escape, so she's determined to keep her salacious series hidden from her strict father. Soon an older boy starts to secretly help her, and Bailey finds new opportunities for freedom she's never had. But as DEAD IN BED grows in popularity, and Bailey's fans start to clamor for the sequel, she learns that being a successful Wattpad author may come with a terrifyingly dangerous price.

Is it possible for a bad boy to be your saving grace? Well for Farrah Bryant it was. After she finds out her boyfriend of six months has been cheating on her, who do you think was there to help her through it all and most importantly get revenge? That's right. The notorious school bad boy Brody Bauer. Just that name alone was enough to send people into hiding. However for Farrah she couldn't have been happier to have him on her side. Especially when it comes to destroying her ex Blake Coleman. Although nothing comes without a price and, Farrah is just about to figure that out when the school bad boy starts making some demands of his own. What could be the reason for this bad boys sudden interest in helping her? And what is it with his hot possessiveness? There is only one way to find out!

･WARNING: This STORY has VIOLENT and SEXUAL scenes･･･ When twenty-two year old Cassandra moves to L.A. planning to land her dream job as a Fashion model, she learns the hard way that it's not that easy. She soon finds herself running out of options to care for her little brother Trent. So as any desperate, beautiful, fucking insane twenty-year old care taker like herself would do, she gets hired at one good paying job... "An innocent girl like you, wouldn't be rapping boxes that have things like that inside." This made me angry real fast. "I’m not innocent!" I practically growled like he had moments ago. "If I’m so innocent, then why did I want to look in a box full of these things?" I blurted out. Why did I say that? What do I have to prove to this British boy? "So the truth finally comes out." He smirks as he backs up. He turned around and started walking away, making me feel disappointed. Then he turned back around and glided toward me. He was coming closer and closer. It was like he wasn't stopping. As if he could jump into my skin if he wanted. When he was not even inches away from me, he lowered his head so his lips were leveled with my ear. "By the way, those things," He started mimicking me from earlier. He also dragged out the 's' in 'things' what seems like on purpose. "Are vibrating pleasure machines." He paused. "You know those lacy things you saw in there too? I know you did. I was watching you from across the room. Your face when you saw them. So. Fucking. Innocent. They’re vibrating underwear. You slide them on and it sends jolts up someone's pretty little pussy." He paused again. Then out of nowhere, he licks my ear lobe. I could barely feel his tongue on my skin. I know he did though, it's a feeling that I wish he would do again. Shit.

[SAMPLE] Reed frowned, his eyes filled with confusion when he saw that Lena seemed to be fine. "I heard a scream," he announced stiffly, standing awkwardly over Lena's bed. Beneath the sheets, Lena was torn between renewed arousal and slight mortification. Embarrassment won. "Everything's fine," she muttered, trying to discreetly disengage the battery-operated toy from between her thighs. It was a thick phallus, way too thick to silently exit her wet pússy, but finally, finally, it popped out. "But you screamed." "Because I came, Reed." His bewilderment only grew. "Came where?" And that was when Lena knew that even after what had happened between them last night, Reed was still like a newborn, an innocent. He might have been the most intelligent guy she knew but in many ways, he was still the boy he'd been before the accident that had marred his life. So she heaved out a sigh, clamping her thighs together when she felt his gaze scorch her damp skin. "I had an orgasm, Reed." She calmly spelled it out, wondering if she should mention that it was his cock she'd been imagining inside her. Now that she knew what he was packing, it was impossible to get the image out of her head - not that she was trying. Reed swallowed, a blush creeping up his neck. Lena was instantly turned on by that blush, by his obvious discomfort and arousal. So she did the most natural thing that came to her. She pulled her sheets away.