[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."

MATURE ONE-SHOT: If you were wondering what went on in Ashton West's (of The Escort) pretty little head, wonder no more. Please note that this story contains explicit content and is intended for a mature audience. You don't have to have read The Escort first but think of this as the prequel of that story.

[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]

[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]

Liam's brows knotted together in confusion and his innocent brown eyes looked deeply into mine. He shook his head slightly. "I-I don't understand." He stuttered out. "I have been using you for the past month to get publicity." I couldn't seem to look into his eyes any longer so I looked down at my feet. My chest was constricting in a strange pain. "Using me?" He slowly said those two words, testing them out. I peeked up at him to gauge his expression. I knew it was a dumb idea to look at him in the first place but what I saw I didn't expect. He looked extraordinarily calm...The calm before the storm, I guess you could say. His eyes met mine and that's when everything clicked. "Using me." Liam shook his head in understanding causing me to knot my eyebrows in confusion this time. Why was he so calm about this? Why does it sound like he understands? "Yes, using you..." I spoke slowly. Copyright © Wanderless, All Rights Reserved

When Christina Greenwell reconnects with childhood best friend Niall Horan, she didn't expect 4 boys to be with him. Her life is flipped upside down when Harry Styles asks one simple thing of her; to be his 'fake' girlfriend. As their friendship grows, they realize how deep their true feelings run. What about the other girl? What about the rest of the guys? What about Christina when she finally voices her feelings? Sequel: Antidote ****In the middle of editing. Edited chapters have 'Edited --- 2025' at the bottom. I began writing this in 2012, so please keep that in mind. Lol #blackberry moments because iPhones weren't cool yet.

Imagine your Bree Anderson, the famous supermodel. Imagine you're walking to your car when you are suddenly kidnapped and shoved into a small van. When you are forced into the eerie house of your kidnappers, you discover you aren't alone. You are surrounded by others that are kidnapped like you. One Direction. Love, Betrayal, Forgiveness, Escape, Faith, Fate. It all falls in place when Bree Anderson finds Zayn Malik starring at her. Little did she know, it was the beginning of a beautiful adventure.

Alicia is on the run from her abusive ex Logan, so she heads off to London. Who knew carrots could be the best thing that could ever happen to her? Heartbreak, betrayal, love and trsting friendships all because of one thing. Carrots.

Liam's sister is broke and needing a home. As she is welcomed into One Direction's apartment complex her life is completely changed. The boys have always been like brothers but will new emotions rise? Can she deny her love for her best friend ?

I don't like One Direction. So can someone please tell me why I'm stuck on a game show with the five boys who have stolen millions of girls' hearts?