Little pieces of our love told through letters. Little pieces of my heart broken because of you. Little memories of us fill my mind. Little pieces of you left behind. We never said goodbye, you left me in the dark of night. I will keep you forever, at least that's what you told me. copyright all rights reserved do not in any shape or form copy my story, including ideas or anything from this story. It is mine.

[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."

Dovee Herveaux is no stranger to mistakes, and when she flees her life in D.C. she is happy to blend into the comfort of her hometown of Harmony. The Harmony Henchmen MC are a new installment she didn't anticipate, and when the Vice President takes an interest in her, she doesn't can't help but feel drawn to him even though he lives on the edge of danger. Rhys McRay doesn't do sweet, at least, he's never had the chance. Sweet usually went the other way when it saw him coming. Dovee is so sweet it literally hurts. She takes him by surprise, and he is willing to bring down mountains to keep her safe. The past she left behind doesn't mean a thing to him, and he's focused on their future. . . that is, if she'll let him.

"The Quinns are back." No one thought that they would return. No one thought that they would bring themselves back into the town they caused so much trouble in. But they have. Miana Rose is just like everyone else; she wants to avoid the Quinns and live life normally. But her life seems to have other plans as she gets more involved with them then she would like. Somehow one punch to the face gets her so close to the "bad boys". But even when Miana gets to know them a little more, she can't help but feel there's something far more...criminal...about their family.

**Contains mature content** There's a reason why the wicked have more fun... She's a lawyer to be. He's a high-profile mob boss. For all intents and purposes, they really shouldn't have even crossed paths. But when Jourdain and Matteo meet, a wicked passion ignites between the two. But can she turn a blind eye to his immoral and downright illegal ways, and go against the very laws she is learning to protect? Can he give up the "business" thats made him who he is today? Or are they doomed to end up like the star-crossed lover literary counterparts, Romeo and Juliet? It doesn't get more wicked than this....

They say that the heat of the barrel comes from the kinetic friction between the bullet and the inside of the bore. And if handled improperly, you get one thing. A smoking gun ready to burst any second. In many ways, Aaron Joshua Russo is a smoking gun himself. Ready to go off any second, with destruction in his path and future. Coming from a wealthy family and living a perfect prestigious life in Florence, Italy- Aaron is l o n g gone when he opens himself to AJ- a side of himself he never even knew existed until he touches down all the way across the world in Brooklyn, New York. There, Aaron soon becomes a part of a world he's never even dreamed about, packing enough heat within himself to start a war. ©Copyright KeKe Biddle 2013-2014 All Rights Reserved.

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[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)

Behind all of it, I was the only person that really knew the real me. Everyone thought I was the wild child, with beautiful looks and that was it. And it's hard to argue with the press when you don't get the full story. They twist and turn everything around until it's hard to see beyond the lies. And they pile up high. I would know, because I'm living one. I may be beautiful, but that doesn't mean I'm not broken. Join Elliot Roberts and her rollercoaster of finding herself and endure her desires, reasons, and claim on life. Whether it is false or true.

A story about how an open heart can lead to lonely beginnings, but heartache, if overcome, can lead to happy endings ♥