"He'd pay me two grand a month to sleep with me?" "No. He'd pay you two grand a 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘬." ... Maggie is a college student working as a stripper in Las Vegas when a close friend approaches her with a proposition. High-end escorting. Desperate to gain independence and pay off a variety of debts, the offer seems more than tempting. Cut off from her family and their illegally-gained wealth, she decides to make money with the only thing that is truly hers: her body. As she pursues a profession in sex work as a way to regain control of her life, her dark past comes back to haunt her, throwing quite a wrench into her plans. Maggie tries to mask her previous losses with love in its various forms. But what is the reality of finding true love when your job is getting paid to sleep with other people? ... *Frequent explicit sexual content, intended for 18+ audiences ONLY. This story is stand alone. You DO NOT need to read the first story to understand this one, but there will be a major spoiler in the second half. Please remember to vote and comment!

"Aesira," he drew out. "Damon." I said his name back. "If you wear this again tomorrow I promise you I won't hesitate to rip it off your body," he said seriously, I couldn't tell if he was joking. "You wouldn't" I narrowed my eyes "Oh but blue... I would" he leaned forward bringing his face closer to mine and his hand drawing along my leg. I bit my lip once again that I was sure it would bleed, "fuck you" I whispered breathlessly. He pulled away so he could look me better in the eyes but still near my face. His lips twitched up into a devilish smirk. "Not yet..." TW: mature language, sexual content, abuse, death/murder, mental illnesses, sexual assault Defiance; bold disobedience Young unemployed Aesira has no idea what is in store for her at her new job. She expects nothing less then good money and nice people, instead Aesira finds herself dealing with Damon Perez- a hard headed, devilishly handsome, playboy who seeks nothing but pleasure-well seeked-he found himself not able to stay away. He's known to be the craziest man in the underground world because of his irrational decision making and the inability to keep his emotions under control. Aesira finds herself craving this man and the sensual desire that he brings, she tried running away in fears of being hurt again but Damon won't stop trying, he won't give up, not until she is his. A dark love story

"I can explain" he hurriedly spoke worrisome coating his eyes. "Oh really!" I snapped " explain, but just so you know, I gave you my fucking heart without a second thought. And you know what you did? You took it to fulfill your endless desires and then tossed it away" I spat tears rolling down my cheeks. "Please Sophia, I swear I can explain, just listen" he started to beg placing his soft warm hands on my cheek. But I couldn't let him. "No, get your filthy hands off of me. I can't believe I let you take the only thing I kept for someone special" I whispered my chest tightening causing my breaths to come out short. _________________________________ In a world full of sins. It took only one girl to change the devil. Start : Jun/25/20 Completed :

"You're going to let me fuck you like a good girl?" he asks and leans down, "Because you are, aren't you? A good girl?" . . . Elena Amoretto has always been smitten by the one and only, Ares Aetos. For three years, she's adored him from afar. Admiring the god of war and falling deeper into her obsession. While Ares can't seem to stand her. Where she's infatuated with him, he merely acknowledges her existence. While being the center of the spotlight herself. As the front woman of the rising band Icarus, Elena has to face the world while struggling with anxiety. To make matters worse, Ares is the drummer of the band rivaling hers, Dopamine. And just as fate would have it, his band and hers are touring together. She's supposed to hate him. But how could she? When all she does is drown in the blue of his eyes and willingly dies at the ruthless hands of Ares? The god of war who brings her down on her knees while she blissfully falls into his melancholy.

Can a guy and a girl who stay together for a long period of time really be "just friends"?

cover by: @cat_walker ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "You ready?" I said smiling at her, my hand on the handle. "On three," she said throwing my soaked jacket in the backseat. "One.." "Two.." "Three!" We both opened the door at the same time, running out into the pouring rain and through the garden. I realized Angel stopped running, I quickly turned around to find Angel smiling at the sky in the middle of the garden. I looked at her confused, walking towards her. I stood in front of her smiling, she looked at me, her eyes shining. I glanced down at her lips then back at her. Everything disappeared, it was just us. No rain, no garden, no gangs, or crazy ex-boyfriends who would make good carpets. Just us. She looked at my lips and met my gaze. I couldn't take it anymore. My lips claimed her, hungry for her touch, her smile, her. My hand found its way to her back, pressing her small body against mine. I cupped her head, deepening the kiss. I smiled realizing she was on her tippy toes. She smiled against my lips, running her hands through my wet hair. The rain getting even harder. And just like that. We kissed again. ~~~~~~~ Angel Lilith Kingsley is a normal girl from California. NOPE. Angel is as badass as it gets. She's feisty, gorgeous, a smartass, a streetfighter, streetracer, and a total tease. Her life in Cali was all she could ever want. That's until her parents decide to move to Florida to expand their multi-million dollar company, Kingsley Corp. She decides to make the most out of it and plans to keep her career going. Once she arrives to school, everyone is immediately transfixed by the hot badass girl from Cali. Even the schools very own bad boy, Jax Damon Wilder. Funny though, she wants nothing to fo with him. He is determined to get her but soon finds out that she is hiding something under that façade.