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? 

[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."

Carter Noel is a quiet girl that has gone through hell and back. Hoping to escape her past, she leaves to the UK in order to start a new life. Enrolling at Brentwood Boarding School, Carter comes across Harry Styles, a boy that reminds her of what she left behind. Everything she ran away from comes face to face with her but there's something about him that draws her back. Will her past keep her from falling in love or will it protect her from what she's afraid of? DO NOT COPY THIS STORY! *Copyright Violators Will Suffer The Consequences & my vicious wrath grrr* no I'm serious, if people copy this I will NOT post anymore!

[This book has been reduced to a preview in preparation for its March 17th 2015 publication with Penguin Intermix. YOU CAN PRE-ORDER NOW!! Thanks so much for your support] http://www.penguin.com/book/tryst-by-alex-rosa/9780698194649 In this sensational New Adult debut by Alex Rosa, boyfriends are too much trouble. So what’s the harm in a little fun? With an abusive relationship behind her, Skyler moves out of her Orange County apartment, changes her phone number, cuts ties with her friends, and moves in with her brother Josh, a talent agent with a spare room in his incredible house in Hollywood. Josh is happy to take Skyler under his wing, but he has one rule: she can’t sleep with his roommate, Blake. That’s fine by Skyler. She doesn’t want a man in her life right now—and certainly not cocky Blake who’s with a different girl every night. But his all-American boy charm and his ripped model physique are difficult to refuse. Josh will never know if no one ever tells him. And a little secret now and then never hurt anyone…

Do you know how it feels to have feelings for your step brother? To want him, but to know he would never feel the same? How it hurts to see him with his girlfriend-the way he touches her, loves her, cares for her? The worst is to hear them having sex in the next room, only wishing it was you. I know that it's wrong and that I shouldn't, but ... I fantasize about him touching me. Making love to me. Only me. I shouldn't, but I can't help it. I want him. I want my step brother. Warning: Contains Sexual Content ;) (Rater R)

Football star, Dirk Curry, is the type of man that women all over the world fantasize about. A deadly combination of endearing charm, outgoing personality and movie star good looks makes him nearly irresistible- most of the time, that is. Chelsy Lawson hates sports. Her father, Torrence Lawson, was well known as Dallas Supernova's most beloved Quarterback after winning MVP for seven years straight. If that wasn't enough, her mother was known for being one of the most aggressive female sport's agents of her time. And then there was her baby sister, Mary Lawson, who just so happened to be one of ESPN's most popular female sports analysts. Growing up, Chelsy found herself surrounded by sport's athletes. Many of them coming in and out of her home, making her life crazy with their inflated egos and an insane desire to talk about themselves. After college, she settled down with a prominent law firm as a legal assistant. With her life just beginning she wanted to stay as far away from famous athletes as she possibly could. But there was one place she couldn't avoid said athletes- her sister's wedding to another famous football star, Jet (Colton) Jordan. It was supposed to be the wedding of the year. Everyone was supposed to be there, including the magnetic, Dirk Curry who is instantly intrigued with the little spitfire whom he later learns is the older Lawson sister. Sparks begin to fly as Chelsy does everything in her power to dodge Mr. Dirk Curry. But Dirk Curry was a player and when he played- he played for keeps. All he needed was the perfect plan. Game plan, that is.......

[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*

What if fate's playing a cruel joke on you because your soulmate annoys the heck out of you, despite sharing an undeniable chemistry? Ethan Tyler is your typical arrogant jerk of a bad boy. He likes sports, girls, and booze - and he got no problem getting it all. While in the world of luxury, Daniella Howard couldn't ask for more. All she wanted was someone to see her and rescue her from all the superficiality. Daniella grew up in prestige. Ethan lived a normal life. They didn't get along when they met, having lived in completely different worlds and having different beliefs. Five days is all they have. Five days to bicker and to get to know each other. All it takes is FIVE days to change their lives forever. Are they soulmates or fate's mistake? ___________ This is a stand-alone book. Mismatched Compatibility features the characters from "A and D" and "Realize", but you don't have to read the mentioned books in order to enjoy this one. :) All rights reserved. (True story, bro.)

Friendly, sweet, kind, mild mannered, those are all perfect descriptions of Faith Viera. Nothing ever riled her up, except for her playboy of a next door neighbor Blaze Malone. If she didn't have to deal with his loud music blasting at all hours of the night or morning, she had to endure moans and shouts of his constantly changing bed partners. The satisfaction he got from ticking her off had her holding even tighter to her emotions than usual whenever they came into contact. There was no way she wanted him to enjoy her ire. Unfortunately that becomes impossible on the day of her break up with her boyfriend of two years. Blaze finally sees past the wall she's put up to the hurting woman beneath. One vulnerable moment changes the way they see each other. The only problem is, will Blaze help heal her heart or break it beyond repair?