A married writer begins a passionate and destructive affair with a tortured artist, not knowing he has loved her since they met thirteen years ago. ***** Eloise Airens sat as a model for an art class thirteen years ago, where a damaged young artist, Aidan Foley, fell in love with her. For him, she was everything. For her, he was just a face in the crowd. But thirteen years later, Eloise's marriage is struggling and she ends up at Aidan's latest art show in New York. He's immediately drawn to her as he's never gotten over his obsession, and she's drawn to him because despite his pretentious art, only he can make her feel truly alive. Despite trying to save her marriage and stay true to her values, Eloise can't escape the pull of the talented, brooding, yet tortured Aidan Foley. Will she stay with the world she knows, or risk everything? And more importantly, will she do so before Aidan tells her about their strange past? [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]]

GRAPHIC and EXPLICIT! Tori's been in love with Jayden since she was twelve years old, but he's pulled away at every turn. Doubts, insecurities, and certain, ahem, preferences have been convincing him that she's the kind of girl to totter about on pedestals, and definitely not the lady for him. Except she really isn't the lady for anyone else, and he can't seem to keep his hands off her, or his belt buckled to his pants. This story does contain some Graphic content, I won't tell you its ALL Graphic, but there are a few risky bits in it. You have been warned, that is as much as I can do without armed guards and electric fences ...

*This is a FREE book with PAID exclusive chapters* [The Dad I'd Like to F*ck] "You should be careful," Devin said calmly, bending over to scoop Rory into his arms. "This bathtub can get incredibly slippery." "So I noticed," she said dryly. Mortified, she noticed how erect her nipples were. They stabbed the air like tiny knives of arousal and she was positive that Devin had noticed. "I think I can walk now," she said quickly. To her relief, he set her on the ground and reached for her towel. "This is the second time I'm rescuing you," he said, in that quiet way Rory was beginning to recognise as his annoyed tone. "Let's not make it a habit." Rory tightened the towel around herself, wincing from the motion. "I slipped in the tub. Hardly a rescue." A dirty look crossed his face. "I haven't had sex in two years, Rory. Consider yourself rescued..." He turned to leave "...from me." She was speechless. For starters, this had been the longest conversation she'd ever had with Devin Shaw and, secondly, she was positive that he wasn't as crazy as he let everyone believe he was...

When Jodie moved to the big city with her best friend after years of sexual abuse from her older brother, she thinks things are looking up when she gets one of the best PR jobs in London. Deciding to celebrate, she goes out for one last wild night with her best friend Ryan to the biggest and most notorious casino in town - home to the entire East End Gangland. She's bowled over by the enigmatic, stunningly beautiful Cayden Gates, and follows her old habits for one last orgasmic time before waking up on Monday morning as a responsible adult with a brand new, glittering career, by enjoying a night of burning hot lust and passion with the sexy stranger, and bailing before he wakes up alone in the cold bed. So, after the hangover wears off, and she strolls into the office Monday morning, imagine her surprise when the mysterious stranger just happens to be a Mr. Cayden James Gates - founder and Managing Director of CJ Industries - and he's more than a little intrigued by his beautiful new payroll, even though she is about as responsive as an icicle - especially when she realises that the one thing you can't run from is your shadow, and her family ties start to choke her. Will she overcome her demons to step back into temptation with an open heart, or is he a serpent in a brand new Eden? And as the stakes climb higher, how willing will he be to fight for her without his own dark secrets stepping out from behind the curtains?

Previously titled Forever Mine, Marrying a Playboy Billionaire is now A Love Like Ours. Catch it on Kindle. Justin Kay and Aria Longbottom had a passionate one night stand five years back. Was it on a rebound or is it true love? Excerpt: His lips were soft velvets that rasped across my skin as he graze his was down my cheek. "I'm so sorry, " he murmured softly. I could only nod accepting that all good things must come to an end. He had never been mine to begin with. He had only been there. Always there just never mine. And now he was leaving. He was sorry and yet he was leaving.

[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.

Explicit Context... Successful, hard working, and no tolerance for non-sense attitude made Khloe Sparks the sophisticated, and cold hearted woman people feared. She never minded the loneliness her hard image brought and preferred the unattached life, that is until she blurts to her family that she in fact does have a boyfriend. Desperate she turns to her flirtatious neighbor Wes, a well known womanizer. Determined not to look like a fool in front of her family she makes a deal with Wes to pretend to be in a relationship with her, except this player doesn't want money, he only wants one thing. Her.  Too deep to back down Khloe plays along while keeping the icy walls around her heart up but can she keep Wes from capturing her heart? 

*** COMING SOON TO AMAZON AND KINDLE *** Previously titled Checkmate on Wattpad... #1.5 in 'Rules of Engagement series' Love is a strange thing, even the toughest of the tough will one day fall at its mercy...and when I say fall, I mean plummet! It usually begins with a fight, a challenge, a feud. But don't we all know that old saying? "There's a fine line between love and hate..." Meet caring and innocent Nancy, harbouring an undying desire for one man. Now meet Nathaniel, as much rude as he is attractive. Throw in a business trip to Italy, a complicated past and burning sexual tension... Least to say sweet little Nancy is in for one hell of a ride. Copyright © All rights reserved by yours truly ~ Cynthia.S.R. 18+ as always, course language and sexual content. UNEDITED -.-

"Y-you," she stuttered, staring at the handsome man sitting on the sleek black throne, "you're..." He rolled his eyes, waving his hand impatiently and said, "Hades. Come on, say it with me. Ha-des." "Hades," Ariel breathed out, still not believing the sight before her. Every picture she had seen of the gods had not depicted Hades' beauty. The god sitting before her was not a crusty old man with a white beard; no, he was a Calvin Klein model. "Yes," Hades clasped his hands together and grimaced, "the God of Death and riches; that's me." Ariel nodded, still refusing to believe but knowing she had to and Hades' grimace turned even bitter, "And you, darling, will be staying with me for quite some time." ~*~ Cover: _nymphomaniac Published: 8/6/14