"Been checking out some sex dolls lately, have you?" Connelly teased Marlene. "I have. I'm a kink monster too. I get it from daddy," she added, a hand massaging his cheek as she kissed him. "I hate the daddy thing," Connelly said, wincing. "But I like this! Are you ordering your guy with clothes too?" "I am. This face here is cute! Sweatpants and a hoodie, I think I'll go with. Maybe a buzzcut..." She briefly touched up her avatar's chin with a bit of facial hair and gave him dark brown eyes. "Not a sterotypical girl-magnet type guy," Connelly commented as she kept customizing. "Red hoodie, white sneakers... I thought you'd go more for the book cover type dudes." "Oh, that's a good idea!" she said. "Ada reads those a lot. Actually she wants me to read them too. Maybe I will to give me some more doll ideas." "I'll read it with you if you like", he told her. "We wanna really nail Ada's dream guy for her. She'll be over the moon when we show him to her!" "Yes, she will. Thank you for being open." She kissed his mouth before continuing, clicking to save her customizations. "So! One doll for her, and two for me, I think. Fifteen hundred apiece", she read the price aloud. "That's not too bad, is it?" AI powered sex dolls become a reality when a cutting-edge tool is discovered. But having your sexual kink and eating it out too proves to be difficult for Connelly, Marlene, and Ada Wong as the lifelike dolls turn out to be more human than even humans! Moral dilemmas interfere, and the lines between Artificial Life and Biological life are blurred as the creations possess real thoughts, emotions and desires... some of them proving to be just as horny and kinky as our own!

"The flames of revolution illuminate the blood of the night." As the French Revolution ignites, a hidden war rages beneath the chaos. Vampires infiltrate the heart of France, their ancient machinations cloaked by fire and steel. The truth of a thousand-year conspiracy is drowned in the very blood and fury meant to forge a new world. #Vampire #HistoricalFiction #FrenchRevolution

She thought she lost herself in love, but in fact she was found. Copyright © 2016 by moonpilots. All rights reserved. {featured on the official wattpad romance page}

Nevaeh Stephen has mastered the art of silence. At 18, she's learned it's safer not to speak-especially when home is a place of fear rather than comfort. Selectively mute and emotionally guarded, Nevaeh floats through her senior year unnoticed, unheard, and untouched by the world around her. Until Nathan Edwards. Golden-hearted, persistent, and frustratingly kind, Nathan sees through her silence. Where others look away, he leans in. And no matter how hard Nevaeh tries to shut him out, something about him draws her in-slowly, terrifyingly, and undeniably. But caring means vulnerability. And vulnerability means risk. As Nathan tries to unravel the quiet mystery that is Nevaeh, her carefully controlled world begins to crack. Secrets surface. Trust is tested. And Nevaeh must make a choice: stay safe in silence... or speak, and finally be heard.

Just an insight in the love-life of Richard and Josh. How they met, what was their relationship like, how they got engaged, and a happily ever after. #26 - GayMarriage - 10/20/20 #52 - GayRelationship - 10/20/20 #217 - GayBoys - 10/20/20 #991 - GayRomance - 10/20/20

Honesty is my love language. Pretending is not. In this chapter, I finally stop choosing peace and start choosing myself.

Everyone thinks Micah is just the quiet kid. But behind the silence is a story no one ever cared to hear. Marked by scars he didn't ask for, memories he can't forget, and a voice he was forced to bury, Micah has spent his life surviving in a world that never made space for him. From love that hurt more than it healed to a body that felt like a battleground, he learned early on that silence was safer than the truth. But now... he's ready to speak. Even if it's through broken words. Even if no one listens. This is the story of the boy without a voice-until now.

In a town where the high school football team rules the school, Amelia is just another face in the crowd. Sure, her dad is the football coach but Amelia's idea of "Friday night lights" revolves around studying until lights are out. Trying to impress her father who only knows football and her mother's high expectations, Amelia puts her head down and tries her best to satisfy them. After accidentally ending up at a party one night (without her mother's permission of course), Amelia finds herself thrown into the world of the infuriatingly gorgeous yet arrogant Zack Darrington. Zack was never part of a crowd. He's king of the city: the best running back in the state- if not the entire country. Flirtatious, cocky, and a skilled player in all senses, Amelia is not the type of girl he typically surrounds himself with. Everyone knows Zack Darrington. No one knows Amelia Hayes. Football is his world while she wishes it wasn't a part of hers. At first glance, these two couldn't be more different but deep down, they may be more similar than they think. Highest Rankings: #1 in Fiction #10 in Teen Fiction #3 in Sports #10 in Drama Book 1 in THE COACH'S DAUGHTER trilogy Can be read as a standalone Book 2 OUT NOW

When photography student, Willow Kennedy, gets offered an internship with her college's renowned ice hockey team, The Michigan Wolverines, she anticipates three things: 1) Her twin brother being an unbearable and over-protective nightmare. 2) Her photographs not making any real impact whatsoever. 3) The team completely shutting out the curly-haired girl pointing a camera in their faces. What Willow didn't take into account, however, was the Wolverine's team captain. Rumoured NHL first draft pick, dreamboat and total game changer- Tate Wilder. With his infectious dimpled smile, sparkling green eyes and addictive personality, Tate quickly turns Willow's internship into a life-changing and eye-opening experience- one filled with love, friendship and opportunities. Willow didn't meet the Michigan Wolverines looking for love, and funnily enough neither did Tate, but love soon found them. ********* "Pretty please?" Her lip juts out in an irresistible pout and you'd almost think she was a sweet innocent flower judging by the puppy dog eyes she's flashing me. But that image is little tarnished by the hand she has dipped into my boxers. I can feel my Adams apple bob as I reply. "O-okay. Fine, you win this time." The smile I get in response is absolutely blinding. A full, mega-watt grin with teeth, crinkled eyes and blush on the apples of her cheek. I'll let her win everything if I get that fucking smile in return.