A woman, who created her own multi-million dollar company, was not the one who had it all. Although strong and influential for other struggling women who looked up to her, inside she held many insecurities, many self-doubts, and many downfalls. She had no time to dwell on her pasts, talk to her friends, or settle down with a man as she was very involved with her business. While the troublesome woman finds a huge house out of the middle of nowhere, her life is going to take a different, drastic turn. Little does this woman know that she is going to discover the history of which this house possessed; she is going to find out how The Pleasure House functions. The Pleasure House is going to strike again and take her on the ride of her life. On a rainy, nasty day, a mysterious man will get badly injured and have no source of help, until he finds the house all alone in the woods. What happens next will be for readers to find out...

Who knew our dark souls had some spark in it? When they suffocated us and our space, they automatically taught us that it's okay to be different. It's okay that the Luci Queen put all odds together as whole. It's okay to feel longing and love for the odd one. It's okay. But why must we fight it when they are just standing idle? We love them, but they act like they weren't taught to ever love a monster. What's even worse is that they can't love themselves. Why must we wait for it to occur? Why can't we just take them now? Make them ours to feast on and cherish forever. Why can't they see what we see? This is why we must do what we do. It seems that they are all we want and we won't back down without a fight. We would kill if anyone tries to get in front of our faces. Desperate times comes desperate measures. It's time to take action. We want to be the only ones who are in deep. Deep in their minds, their soul, and heart. But most importantly, we want to be Hip Deep in that Pepto.

A long time ago, in 1869, a couple lived in a beautiful home in a deserted farmland where they couldn't be heard nor bothered. They loved and cared for each other so much. Everything they would say to one another were gentle and precious words. But that's not the only thing that came out of their mouths. Moans, groans, screams, cries, whimpers, pleases---you name them---would escape their lips as they made love to one another. Once they grew old, they both passed away, leaving the house unnoticed. As the years past, people begin discovering the unusual house and what happened in there. They say the couple's spirt is still locked inside the house; "The Pleasure House" is what they call it. But will another couple believe the nonsense of the make-belief story? What happens when they move into the house? The real question is will they actually discover something that'll change their life and their hating relationship towards each other forever...?