This used to be 'Rated R' stuff but it kept being flagged and taken down (even though I think it's within the guidelines). But to comply with Wattpad and allow my readers to still read and access the content, I've put up the 'censored' versions on here, and the full unedited versions on my Inkitt page (same profile name). Because these chapters have plot lines and hopefully 'real' characters I think they can be read alone as they are without the 'good' stuff. This book is now 'finished' and I'm not going be adding any more chapters to it. The second book is up on my profile. Any news about these books will still be posted on here first before Inkitt. Hopefully you guys understand why I've had to do this. Thanks!

Same concept as Book 1. There's about 30 chapters in that one. Like that this is just a collection of 1 chapter 'stories' with a Rated R theme. I try to vary it so hopefully there's something you like in the collection. If there is anything in particular you'd like to read please message me privately (so there's no spoilers for anyone) and we can talk about it, but bear in mind I'll put my own spin on it. Also to comply with Wattpad I've had to 'censor' the chapters. They can still exist as romance one-shots though since they do have plot lines and real characters. If you'd like to read the uncensored version please check out my Inkitt (same username-cherrypop12) and it'll be there. Also if you absolutely do not want to use Inkitt, don't worry, I'll post the uncensored version on here for a few days before censoring it and putting the full version on Inkitt. :) If you're at all temped by this, please give it a shot, I'm sure it's not like many One-Shot books you've read before.

In a world where vampires feed from other vampires and males dominate females... there is but one precious thing left in their world which every vampire craves... A Mihr. Dohmenic is the Dralan - the King - of all vampires, and survives purely on clean blood; The blood of a Mihr, a virgin. Without a Dralaq, a Queen, he has to feed from Mihrs to ensure the continuation of his pure blood and the claim to the throne. But the times are dire; Mihrs are becoming rarer and rarer each day, and so the Dralan is slowly fading from bloodthirst. He desperately needs a Mihr to feed. Leyla is a Mihr. She is one of the few that is left in the world ruled by hungry, savage male vampires and she intends to stay that way. In hiding from the frenzied males, she ends up in the one place that should have been her only safe haven in the world; The Dralan's castle. Disguising herself as a Kischmir (a servant), she pretends she is but a mere commoner whose blood is not the purest kind in the kingdom. But when the Dralan nearly dies from cruel thirst, her blood is all that can save him. To be a Mihr means you can't be bedded by a male, otherwise your blood will be tainted. But as things grow heated between the Dralan and Leyla, will Dohmenic be able to keep his hands off her? After all, we always want what we can't have...

"You make me want to keep dancing, even when the music stops." • • • Ever since her father died of a stroke while she was dancing for him, Fiona has been afraid to dance in front of others. She closed up her talent behind locked doors and only dared to dance to the mirror; There was nobody she could hurt when she was alone. So what happens when the mirror suddenly reveals another person that catches her as she's about to lose footage in a pirouette? Someone who dares her to dance with him, to step outside her comfort zone. Life-happy Adam sees a lost but gifted girl, afraid to show her talent. Her life has been standing still for so long, she's turned into a dancer without movement. So what does he make her do? He makes her pirouette.

Leather clad, in army boots and oozing raw sex, Lycans were a breed you simply didn't mess with. Some were born normal, while other were born elite. * * * * * Tavian, the elite-born warrior with three hardcore brothers, Kevlar, Hack and Crev, were warrior brothers and first in command in the Lycan King's army. With Tavian in the lead, the four brothers controlled the western side of the country's defense against the danger that lived amongst humans and Lycans alike - they served and protected, born to kill. Jane was just a normal human, living her life oblivious to the danger she was about to become a part of. Thrown into a war that wasn't hers, she stumbled into the arms of a man who claimed he had a destined right to her heart. Strong-willed and stubborn, neither of them were prepared for one another, but as they say, through love and war... you learn what is worth fighting for. Tavian knew the moment he met his fated mate, he would fight with everything he had to keep her by his side forever. And Jane learned that even though a beast lived inside the man who claimed to want her, had more than enough heart that needed love. Together, they had to become what each other needed. Or else... all would be lost. (*This blurb is a work in progress - don't judge the book on this poor description, lol)

Hazmat is the biggest band in the world - on top of every chart, with sold out concerts and their own line of merchandise - and rocker Ash Wolfart is the most infamous member of all. The singer, although, an important member of the sought after group, is unpredictable, wild and insatiable. Gianna Walsh is a genius. The daughter of the most credited current day scientist, she has big expectations to live up to. But her mouth is just as smart as she is, and despite his threatening appearance, Gia isn't scared to take Ash on. But if two fires meet head on, will they make a beautiful spark or burn the whole world to the ground? **This book contains mature content - Reader discretion advised** **Can be read as stand-alone novel**

London Grey is known for two things - her passion for her incredible artistic talent, and her undying love for the band Hazmat. But what happens when those two intertwine one day? Lukas LaBelle is the guitarist for the most famous band on Earth. He writes riffling solos and breaks hearts as often as he changes guitar picks. He is young, famous, hot, rich, and restless - until the day he finds someone who makes his world turn a little bit slower. It's an unlikely match, and one that is surely deemed from the beginning. Could a fangirl really fall for her favorite musician, or is he just playing with the strings of her heart? **Mature audiences only - story contains graphic description of violence, sexuality, strong language, substance abuse, and mature themes** **All rights reserved**

"Guns and sex... that's what you are." • • • Rya Wilkins is a top trained agent, working under the orders of the president of USA. Her job involves brutal interrogations, dangerous undercover CIA work, and killing people who pose a threat to their nation. - And a threat like that just so happens to come in the form of a lethal and dangerously handsome Italian agent, who managed to break into the CIA and steal confidential information. It is now Rya's job to retrieve that information and stop the goddamn mischievous, sexy, son of a-I'm-going-to-make-your-body-explode-in-more-ways-than-one agent and bring him into custody. But there's a thin line between hatred and love - and that line turns out to be Rya's thong.

[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.