Summer Jacobs knew full well about her town’s tradition. Every year at the end of the summer, a party would be held on school grounds without the knowledge of the parents or the teachers. It had been happening since before Summer was born and never once was anyone the wiser. This year however, everyone was going to find out. Summer had planned a weekend of alcohol, bad decisions and horrendous photo’s which she would later un-tag herself from on Facebook. A whole weekend with her friends at the biggest party of the year, without any worries or parents telling her what to do. So how she ended up trapped in the school with a deranged psycho killing her classmates off one by one, she will never know. It wouldn’t have been as bad if she was trapped on her own. She would have been happier to face the lunatic solo rather than be trapped with a guy who kept using the life or death situation to make passes at her. His theory was being so close to death should definitely loosen her up, and by ‘loosen up’ he definitely meant ‘get naked.’ Along with his friends who between them had the IQ of a baby tree stump, an outcast who probably still had Spiderman bed sheets and the cheerleaders who were more worried about all the blood staining their new white jeans, they had to somehow make it out of there alive. And to think, Summer’s biggest worry that weekend was waking up with a brutal hangover… ©makeandoffer

**THE FULL VERSION OF THIS BOOK IS AVAILABLE IN RADISH. DOWNLOAD THE APP IN APPLE STORE/PLAY STORE** Synopsis: Vanessa Bennet was in the car when her mom lost her life in a tragic 'accident', with her mom's words 'I'm sorry' burned in her memory. Years later, her boyfriend was murdered. She witnessed all of these deaths, right in front of her. But the worst part is, she survived. Her father blamed her for her mother's death. Their ghosts haunted her dreams. She knew all too well that allowing herself any form of attachments to somebody else would only end up with her, picking up shattered pieces of her heart with bloody fingers. And twice is enough, Vanessa didn't want any more part with that. But then her father sent her to Willacy, Texas to finish the remaining six months of her senior year. She hated her predicament though she couldn't do anything but to agree; for Art School would not be just a dream if she completed this deal her father gave her. And that's where she met Jackson Matthews, the son of the cattle ranch owner where she would spend the rest of her senior year. He's cocky. He thinks he's funny. He is full of himself. But Vanessa couldn't help but admit that Jackson Matthews showed her that there is more to life than loss. He promised he'd catch her if she falls. Now she's just waiting for life to test that promise. However there's more to her mother and boyfriend's death that is yet to be uncovered. Sometimes, secrets are too dark that they are better left alone. But those dark secrets can't stay hidden forever; it would always find its way to visit Vanessa and remind her what loss is, again.

[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]

[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.

"Another thing, promise me....." I swallowed the lump in my throat. My tears and his were falling, betraying our facade and showing the pain we were desperately trying to hide. I can do this. This is for him and for me. I took my hand from him and kissed him for the last time. Thanking him for making me happy and for giving me his child. "...promise me, that we'll never meet again..." That time, I let go of my fantasies, my memories and my happiness. I let go of my fairytale and my happily ever after.

Truths. Lies. Deaths. Lives. Forgiveness. Nine years had past and Vanessa Bennet was living her life, happy and about to get married. But nothing really last in her life. Soon she found herself in a whirlwind of truths and chase. Was she ever ready to learn the entire truth? Was she ready to face the greatest revelation that could turn her whole life upside down? Or now that she was caught, would she finally be forced to give up? *** NOTE: THIS IS A SEQUEL OF AND SO SHE FELL, HAPPENED NINE YEARS AFTER VANESSA LEFT WILLACY, TEXAS. I SUGGEST THAT YOU READ THE FIRST BOOK IN ORDER TO FULLY UNDERSTAND THIS ONE. THANKS FOR READING AND HAVE FUN!

[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."

Is the answer to a breakup a hookup? Marissa is a craps dealer, and in one quick second that she never wants to remember, her life turns to crap. Her best friend convinces her that the cure for a breakup is a hookup, and reluctantly, she heeds this advice. However, Jack (what was his name again?) is not the average girl's revenge fling. Women throw themselves at Jack, toss their lingerie on the stage, and scream his name. Marissa has no idea of his public identity, and while she does not initially throw herself at him, she does go on to toss aside her lingerie and ultimately scream his name. Five minutes after parting, Marissa holds no illusions about seeing him again, but does vow a new outlook on her life and herself. Five days later, they exchange a very short text. Five months later, Jack astounds her with an invitation to Los Angeles. Although Jack is now a star in her very non rock star fantasies, Marissa is concealing a huge secret that prevents her from accepting. Five years later, the secret comes out, and despite the conflicting emotions each feels toward the other, they must bridge their two worlds together. Jack Who? by Lisa Gillis is a sweet and spicy romance that will bring smiles and wring tears—it is a one night stand gone awry, and a couple who work together years later for a fix. 'Jack Who?' is the first in the Silver Strings Series (G String Set). 'Weathering Jack Storm' is second, and 'Snow Storms' is third. The Silver Strings Series will contain trilogies for each string on a guitar, and is kicked off with this G String Set.

[Edited] "You had to be extremely low on cash to wank into a cup for it," Dani sneered, feeling like a vindictive bully in a playground. But Carlo deserved it. She felt the first sharp stab of fear that went through her heart when Carlo looked at her with thunder in his eyes. "What are you going to do now? Kill me?" she continued. Fingering the 9mm in her back pocket, she remembered that she'd never even shot the damn thing, despite her brothers' pleas to teach her. Carlo's shadow blanketed her. "Kill you?" His brow furrowed. "Do you really think that lowly of me, cara? I'm wounded." "Then what the hell do you want?" His face flashed with a look she barely recognised - pure arousal. Even when he reached out and pulled her to him, she could feel it. "I realised that the mother of my child is more of a spitfire than I thought." His lips brushed her earlobe. "Call me a pyromaniac." *cover by @bullethood*