Paxton Bradbury is the local Sheriff's daughter, Connor Steel is the leader of The Red Riders Motorcycle Club. Find out what happens when Paxton and Connor fall for each other. ______________ "Can you not feel it when we kiss?" I swallowed hard, I could feel it in our kiss - the electricity, the sparks and the pull to connect in the most primitive animalistic way. "There's too much chaos here." Connor pulls me in between his legs snaking his hand up behind my head, and his other rested on my hip. "So let me calm the chaos?" He whispers, darting out his tongue to run along the length of my ear, causing me to shudder with pleasure and my core to stir to life. "I-I d-don't think you c-c can," I stuttered out. His lips skimmed across the curve of my neck, my eyes rolling back every time he nipped at the heated flesh. "You haven't given me the chance to try?" He moves his hand inside my dress, tracing his fingertips up my inner thigh, my core pulsing and clenching in weeping need to be caressed as Connor's index finger slid along my panties pressing firmly against my sex. "I can feel how wet you are..." he licks my jawline, forcing my throat to release a sensual moan as he moved the lacy garment aside, inserting his skilful finger and begins to pump.

[This is a spin-off of The DILF but can be read as a stand-alone] [The story you are about to read is intended for readers age 18+ due to its sexual content and language. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion.] There was nothing Ophelia wanted better than to gouge Nikolai's long-lashed, consuming blue eyes out with a butter knife and mail them to the rest of the Alvonich family. Too bad they were in a very public, very esteemed place - Mikhail's wedding. "You don't think I'll press the button?" Nikolai's breath was warm and teasing in her ear. Ophelia had no idea what possessed her to take up his challenge of a vibrating thong, except that it was too late to back out now. She turned to glance at the infuriating man beside her. "Honestly, I don't care. It won't affect me." "Sweet Ophelia," he whispered, surprising her by flicking his tongue into her ear. Jumping, she glared at him, ignoring the important guests at her table, her father included. Before she could curse at Nikolai, he pressed the button, the swearwords turning to soft moans under her breath. Gripping the edge of the table, Ophelia felt the attack on her cl!t like a burn to her skin. Her father shot her a concerned look from across the table and Nikolai's voice was again in her ear. "Before the end of the night, Ophelia, we will f**k," he promised, releasing his finger from the remote control. "Only this time, it will be my name you scream."

Quinn Xeal (Zeal) was the married unobtainable object of his desire. Dante McCarlock was the one thing, she wasn't expecting. Will love win out? (#2 in the Affair Series) She nodded before motioning to step through the doors. I grabbed her wrist, softly running my thumb over the back of her hand, remembering what it felt like for my palms to glide along her smooth delicate flesh. I heard her whimper and my eyes lifted to meet hers. Her brow was furrowed and tears gathered in her eyes, glossing her blues, the sadness of her face nearly broke me. "You said friends Dante," her voice barely audible and very shaky. "I know I did," my reply no louder than a faint whisper as she sobbed slightly. "Please don't," she begged. I could see the struggle in her eyes, "please, d... don't." My hand tightens as I fought everything in me to release her, let her go but I was losing. I just stared at her, pleading for her to give in. "Why don't you want me? Am I that awful?" I watched her chin quiver as small whimpers came from her pursed mouth and her lids closed momentarily, spilling more tears, forcing them to roll down her cheeks. "I d... do want you," a sob broke from her throat, "but I can't, I'm sorry."

Melody Grant never thought her life would take the turn it did. After the death of her father, Melody moves cross country with her dog, Coal to get away from all the memories and an ex-fiancé. Melody had no idea that life would continue to throw curveballs her way in the form of some friendly, neighborhood bikers.

Ryder, a Vampire Hunter falls for a soon-to-be Alpha, Ulric. Can their fate unite two separate worlds or will it tear them both apart? ________ His fingertips manipulated my clit and within mere seconds, the orgasmic volcano erupts and I cry out his name in earth-shattering ecstasy. Ulric swells and releases too - with an almost primal howl of pleasure that shuddered my entire being. He collapsed on top of me with his mouth buried in the crook of my neck - and without hesitation, he bit down hard - piercing the soft delicate skin. A surprised shriek escaped my mouth, the bite causing an onslaught of climactic waves that ravished my being and I erupted into oblivion all over his now flaccid length still tucked safely inside me. The powerful bliss so intense, I convulsed beneath Ulric. Our gazes finally meet as we chastely brushed our lips against one another's, gently and mournfully sliding out from in me. "Fuck me, HARD!" Ulric mocked as I buried my face into his shoulder mumbling.

Loneliness and I had grown quite close over the years. We shared a bond that I had never shared with anyone else. When everything in life was spiraling out of control, loneliness was the one thing I could always count on. Loneliness was my best friend, and I loved him dearly. *** Emerson had spent the majority of her adult life running-- running from her past, from her family, from the people that were supposed to love her; but she wouldn't run anymore. After so many years, she was finally ready to plant her feet firmly on the ground and face the past that seemed to haunt her no matter where she lay her head at night. The long bus ride had led her to Luciana, but it was the love of the local motorcycle club that made her stay. Now, caught up in a battle between outlaws and with her past closing in on her, will the love of two men and their motorcycle club be enough to keep her going? Or will loneliness continue to be the only source of comfort she knows? Will she continue to be the timid girl that everyone in her hometown remembered, or would she rise up from the flames as a new woman ready to fight for her future? *** The sky was a dusky purple, and the stars had already begun to litter the vast ocean above us. It was quite beautiful, the air around us was thick with emotions, even though neither of us had spoken a word. I knew he was escaping from his demons as he drove us further out of town, and suddenly, I felt weightless. I felt free.

"You have no idea, how much I hate you". ~~ [Sequel to "I Kissed Mr. Popular"] Two lost souls, One tragic past, One chance encounter, too much misunderstandings and hatred. But one eternal love that still unknowingly binds them together.. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ @@@ALL RIGHTS RESERVED@@@ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ #16 in ChickLit & #31 in Romance (Highest yet)

Savannah James had slipped through her first three years of high school, unnoticed and under the radar, alongside her three childhood friends - Valentina, April and Henry. But with one regretful decision in the cafeteria, Savannah is faced with one of the scariest people she has ever come across - Joshua Parker. However, like Savannah, Josh comes with complications that would build a wall between the two of them that they both are in need of breaking down. Leaving them both to find out if they are worth fighting for.

❝Would it be wrong to think - to think, that I could make you so much happier?❞ Fawn Lockhart and Elliott Mass have never gotten along. The water and oil of people they avoid each other at all costs, and when they do interact it's nothing but petty bickering and insults. Naturally, the two are less than involved in the other's life - let alone love life. But things seem to change when Fawn's long time crush, and interest of her affection - Lawrence, the nice guy, academic - seems to reciprocate her feelings. The problem? Well, Lawrence isn't exactly a nice guy. And Elliott isn't exactly okay with that. Punches are thrown. Confessions are made. Tears stream. And an unexpected love will rise from the ashes of it all. Three people. Three perspectives. Three stories. Wrong Guy. WARNING : Swearing and domestic violence Cover by: heyitstat Highest Ranking in Teen Fiction: #49

*FEATURED ON THE OFFICIAL WATTPAD INSTAGRAM (10-28-15) *New Cover (8/18/21) "Some secrets aren't worth telling. Trust me, I have my fair share of them, and for the sake of everyone, I plan on keeping them to myself. My past is my past, and it's going to stay that way." **************************************************************************************** Emily Brazki's life mainly consists of cotillions, parties, rich (and, therefore, busy) parents, and complicated romance. Although, to a stranger, her life may seem ideal and perfect, it is anything but. After all, the cons always tag alongside the pros: ugly drama, fake friends, destructive secrets, scandalous lies, the occasional party, and tears. Lots of tears. Add a hint of stress, a drizzle of bad history, a few teaspoons of intricate relationships, and a splatter of alcohol, and you've got the recipe for disaster. ***************************************************************************************** Highest Ranking: #212 Romance - 5/5/15