An explosive encounter... He was rich, handsome, could get any man or woman he wanted...so why this sexy brat? He just had to have him. There was dislike/hatred, lust, uncontrollable passion, then unconditional love. It was pure bliss! This story contains hot graphic sexual scenes...lots of it, mind-blowing passion and total hotness. Don't say i didn't warn ya. Peace! (Cover by the amazing SuperSonicPaGer)

Maya, an innocent nurse, finds herself forced to accept protection from the Phantoms motorcycle gang, specifically the dangerous, irresistible biker, Jake Ford. ***** Maya has a normal life and a normal boyfriend, Sebastian. But one day she drops off a letter to a prison for a patient under her care, and finds herself being watched over by a dangerous, handsome biker. It turns out Maya is under the protection of Jake Ford, and despite her feelings for Sebastian, she can't resist the pull of Jake's strong arms, dark looks and chequered past. Soon criminals are coming after her, and Jake is the only one who can keep her safe. Will Maya hide behind her good-girl reputation, or let go and lose herself in the passionate world of Jake Ford? Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains scenes of violence and sexual activity, which may be triggering for some readers. [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]] Cover designer: Ren T. Photographer: Michelle Lancaster Model: Jaxon Human

[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)

[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]

[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*

[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]

[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."

Black Moon Series Book #8 Warning: #Mature #Gay #Triggering This book is the eighth in the Black Moon series. *** My name is Camden. I'm a Sadist. I have urges to inflict pain. Both physical and mental pain. The first one is to release all the violence I have in me. The second one is for my deepest pleasure because... well, I'm a Sadist. For the past five years, BDSM has kept me out of trouble. After over four years indulging in the lifestyle with Masochists willing to relieve me from those urges in a consensual way, I met my soulmate. Noah. My Baby Boy. We've been through difficult times recently, after he was kidnapped and abused. I thought I had lost him forever, even after he was rescued, but my little masochist is back. And ready to take more. Good thing he is, because fate has decided to play on my nerves again and I will need all his strength to relieve myself. Is he ready to meet the real Camden? Hopefully so. We're both twisted in our own way, but this is why we are together after all. * My name is Noah. I'm a Masochist. I have urges for pain. Physical pain soothes my aching soul. Mental pain is acceptable when it's coming from my Sadist, and I don't mind it because... well, I'm a masochist. As a teenager, I used to verse into self-harm, but that was until I was introduced to BDSM. This lifestyle is what's keeping me sane now and this is all thanks to my Good Samaritan, the one who picked me up from the streets. Camden. My Daddy. We've barely had time to enjoy life together because the Devil abducted me and tried to wreck me. But Daddy saved me and now I'm back. Back to being me and even more. I'm stronger than I ever was and I well intend to fulfill all my Sadist's needs. Which is good, because fate has decided to play more tricks on us. Am I ready to meet the real Camden? Yes, I am. More than ready. We're both twisted in our own way, but this is why we're together after all.

Black Moon Series Book #6 📲 This book is now fully written but won't be published until Aaron's 3rd book is fully written either. See the first chapter for an introductory summary.