What would you do for the love of your life? Read on to find out how this young couple that are in love do to make it work...or will it work at all?

[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*

"What you throw out, is what you get back." Fry Jones.. A non graduate, and a broke hoodrat-- Is struck with the reality that mom and pop will no longer be his intital source of income -- with a small mind and no real since of judgement. He must find a way to bring in some cash. Out of all odds. Its a success...Although its not his money, and not from a job, it's just full access to The "Nookie" Jar."

[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]

Kimberly Mazent fell victim at the tender age of sixteen to Malik Wright. She was a naive little girl, who was lost and looking for love. All Malik had to do was say a few sweet words and she was head over heels. Kimmy was warned by those around her, especially her mother, to stay away from Malik. He was a monster, and a wicked, spiteful man. But, she didn't see him as so. To her, he was one of those rare gentle giants. But, she soon learned, Malik wasn't as gentle as she thought. Will Kimmy overcome the beat downs, degrading, and embarrassments Malik will put her through? Or will she sit back and continue to be his puppet?

[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.

[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)

Brandy Nelson and Taylor Ashford have been best friends since middle school and the friendship has lasted into their adulthood. While Taylor is weak Brandy is strong and while Brandy is crazy Taylor is calm. If you ask anybody the two are complete opposites but could easily benefit from what other has to offer. Brandy is a Twenty Four-year-old out and proud Lesbian who avoids commitment and Taylor is a foolish naive Straight woman who insists on remaining committed to a man who doesn't deserve her. Brandy wants to show Taylor that she can be free BUT is that because she wants what is best for Taylor or because she secretly has a 'thing' for her long time best friend? Knowing Brandy its a little bit of both. Brandy has absolutely no intentions of stealing Taylor from her man. She isn't looking for love she doesn't want or need any strings or complicated attachments...she just want's a taste. Will Brandy get her 'taste' or will she lose her friendship in the process? [Lesbian/Bisexual]

[Edited Version] “You ever think about letting your hair loose?” Ashton asked, his breath kissing Amor’s neck as they waltzed. “My hair’s fine,” Amor snapped in annoyance. Ashton chuckled. “That’s not what I meant.” His hands slowly hiked up the hem of her dress and her breath caught. “What are you doing?” She uneasily glanced around at the dancing couples. “Giving a new meaning to dirty dancing,” he replied quietly. And he entered her. [Cover by @zarawhite]

Trevon Morris is living a glorious Christian life with his two beautiful kids and astonishing wife. They are a gorgues family and have been striving through life together for six years. A Christian walk takes progression, trust and faith, but who say’s a Christian can’t stumble? Trevon finds himself instantly attracted to this young honey who has caught his eye, Her beautiful face, her sweet curves and her thick thighs are enough to make ANY grown man fall to his knees and beg for mercy. Being a young pastor for 3year’s at 38 years old does not help suppress the situation and nor does it help that this sweet young thang is a friend of his daughters. Trevon has been adamant about teaching his sheep about the difference between; love, lust, and avoiding temptation. But never did he think he would have to deal with his own..