[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."

He's carefully balancing the sandwiches and the two biggest tupperware containers he could find that both had functioning lids when the front door opens and he almost drops everything right there in front of the stupid fountain. If that's Derek Hale, he's definitely not a mountain man.

If you're a fan of John Green, Michael Grant, Stephen King or David Levithan, get your pincers stuck into this. In the small town of Ealing, Iowa, Austin and his best friend Robby have accidentally unleashed an unstoppable army. An army of horny, hungry, six-foot-tall praying mantises that only want to do two things. This is the truth. This is history. It’s the end of the world. And nobody knows anything about it. Funny, intense, complex and brave, Grasshopper Jungle is a groundbreaking, genre-bending, coming-of-age stunner.

Henry's grumpy. Isaac's lonely. And then Isaac rings the cereal helpline Henry works at, and things get a lot more complicated. [short story - #48, 1st october 2014] [teen fiction - #226, 1st october 2014] PLEASE NOTE: this story is currently being converted from all lower case to sentence case. this might take some time.

"Anna dislikes being stuck three-quarters of the way down a chimney. She really does. Not to mention, she's still going round North America, and there's, like, three continents still to get through in about as many hours."

After seeing the photograph of Rose with her baby, Lloyd, Miles now knew beyond doubt that he was his son. One day LLoyd would inherit the Seton property empire, a business which Miles's father had created from scratch and which Miles now ran. He was determined that he would take responsibility for raising his son but to his intense frustration and anger this meant that he would be forced to make contact with Rose, the woman he had spent the better part of a year trying to forget. When he had first met Rose he had thought he had found his soul mate. But then his friend Max, whom he had known since childhood, had told Miles that Rose was cheating on him and he had the evidence to prove it. So not only had he been taken for a mug and fallen for a lying, traitorous bitch but now she had his son too. Rose was dreading having to meet with Miles. She had hidden away from the eyes of the world hoping to be left alone after the hurt of Miles's very public dumping of her but she knew that it was inevitable he would come after her now that a picture of Lloyd had been published in an international gossip magazine. Lloyd and Miles were as alike as peas in a pod. She was under no illusion that the Seton money machine and all the lawyers it needed would soon start grinding away at getting custody of LLoyd. She was still totally in the dark as to why Miles had left her when she was pregnant and now she was terrified that he would try to take LLoyd away from her too. But Rose was no pushover. She had been an international model in her teens and now was a successful businesswoman in her own right. If she had to she would give Miles the fight of his life. The problem was, Rose still yearned for the days before Miles had walked out on her, days she counted amongst the happiest in her life.

What happens when the Greek god of dreams grows tired of his job? Easy. He trains his replacement so he can finally quit. But on a routine dream inspection, Morpheus runs into Gwen-Stacey Reynolds, a regular mortal whose dreams are anything but, and like her dreams, Gwen-Stacey is funny, outrageous, and has the uncanny ability to see right through him. Morpheus will spend his final days with Gwen-Stacey and in her dreams, he'll discover what he's been missing all this time. Dreams may not be reality, but this jaded dream god is about to find out that true love can find you anywhere...even in your dreams. **Copyrighted Material: God of My Dreams (Formerly titled: I Only Date Superheroes) Copyright © Wendy Nelson 2012 All Rights Reserved. No part of this literary work may be reproduced or used without written consent from the author. ***All images, videos, photos, superhero and movie characters belong to their respective owners. No copyright infringement or violation is intended by their use.

**A WATTPAD FEATURED COLLECTION** A young girl takes her first steps into the real world. A boy experiences the joy and pain of a first love. An old man relives the stories he's written. These are just some of the stories of The Carnival Papers, a volume of short stories dealing with life, loss, and love.

Miranda Fenster only wants to help her twin brother find his happily ever after with his true love. To ensure her brother's happiness, though, she must beg the Duke of Kerstone to intercede on her brother's behalf. Too bad the duke has other plans for the woman known in society as The Fairy Tale Miss.