"He'd pay me two grand a month to sleep with me?" "No. He'd pay you two grand a 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘬." ... Maggie is a college student working as a stripper in Las Vegas when a close friend approaches her with a proposition. High-end escorting. Desperate to gain independence and pay off a variety of debts, the offer seems more than tempting. Cut off from her family and their illegally-gained wealth, she decides to make money with the only thing that is truly hers: her body. As she pursues a profession in sex work as a way to regain control of her life, her dark past comes back to haunt her, throwing quite a wrench into her plans. Maggie tries to mask her previous losses with love in its various forms. But what is the reality of finding true love when your job is getting paid to sleep with other people? ... *Frequent explicit sexual content, intended for 18+ audiences ONLY. This story is stand alone. You DO NOT need to read the first story to understand this one, but there will be a major spoiler in the second half. Please remember to vote and comment!

New cover and i am in love! All thanks to JaysArmy Thanks Love, you're the best. SEQUEL TO DOMINATING DESIRES, READ THAT FIRST! *Sexual Content* With everything out in the open, Chase and Brylee can take their relationship public now but that doesn't mean things are easy. Between the chaos of her brother's rehab, her best friends wedding and pregnancy, and her sister-in-law's pregnancy she needs to find time to plan her own wedding and spend time with Chase, but it's easier said than done With all the stress things will get heated between them and Chase may just show his true colors more with his fiances defiance. Again, more sexual content, there is a rated r rating and warning, i want no bitching about people ignoring that.

Hi, I am Skyler, and this is my story. You might think it's unconventional or wrong, but if it makes me and those involved happy, why should we stop?

Injured, terrified, and on the run, Kisa never expected salvation to come wrapped in tattoos, scars, and steel. When she crashes-bloody and unconscious-into the garage of Slater Wylde, a brooding mechanic with a body built for sin, she wakes to more than just safety. She wakes to obsession... Slater is rough. Dangerous. Addictive. Precisely the kind of trouble she should run from, but his touch feels like protection and devotion. With Kisa's past still haunting her, she decides to lie low and enjoy a little bit of pleasure from the hands of a Wylde. There's only one problem: Slater has no intention of letting her go. Sometimes, the deadliest remedy comes with oil-stained hands and a possessive streak that burns through the soul.

|18+| In one night of drunken, post-breakup passion, Lizbeth manages to hookup with the dominant boy of her dreams. It was supposed to be a one night stand, one and done, never seen again. Until she does see him again, as her professor. Private tutoring sessions never sounded so good. |This is a BDSM-themed, erotic romance. If that and other assorted pervy things do not appeal to you, take this as your warning.| × Highest Rankings × #1 in Breakup #1 in Kink #1 in Passion #1 in Professor #2 in teacherxstudent #32 in Romance

Sample Only The rest of this story is published to Amazon If the moon has made me this way, then I should be Moon-blessed, not Moon-cursed. He is the Alpha, and I am his Beta. It's time for me to bend straight; there are some lines I must not cross here. But every time I see him, the lines curve, gnawing into my soul...for he is my mate. This is our destiny, yet nobody can know that the Moon has doubly blessed and cursed us with the forbidden love. A hidden, dark fire. It was our secret. A secret we denied - a secret too dark to share. We don't bend that way. I left. I had to escape the torture, the heartache - I lived among humans; I studied them. I found myself. Or, I should say, my Professor, discovered me. They can never know that a human male seduced me, or that I loved him; it means certain death for both of us. He taught me everything I know, made me the wolf I am today. But even that love was not enough. I return to my territory today. Leaving the sophisticated freedom of the city for the stifling traditionalism of my pack - a place where my soul, my desire, my love must be locked away and hidden. This ache is my one true companion, never leaving my side. Perhaps the pain never ends, but I must go on. I'm not the runt I once was. My body is lean, muscled, and powerful now. I see my transformation in their eyes. I see it in his eyes. He may be my Alpha, but he will come to me. The moon may have cursed us both, and our path may be full of torture, pain, and lines so curved that we get lost - but I have no choice. He has no choice. It is time for me to bend straight for the pack - but in my soul, I know my lines are curved and undulating, and that they all lead to him, my rightful mate. My cursed mate, one that fate demands, and that our society forbids. I don't know how to go on.

Time changes everything, except what’s meant to be. Seven years is a long time – long enough to transform Clementine from a small-town teenager with a broken heart into a woman ready to take on the world, but not long enough to make her forget about the man she was never supposed to see again. A temporary return to tiny Willow Heights thrusts her back into Donovan’s life and home, unearthing heartbreak and obsession that have stood the test of time. He left seven years ago too, for war and other things Clementine can only imagine. Coming back to the town where he grew up in the shadow of poverty and drug addiction makes no sense, and neither do Clementine’s feelings for him. He could never forgive her for leaving, could he? Even if she had no choice. Now, she has the freedom to choose … and so does he. Every day in Willow Heights makes it clearer: all he ever really wanted was her, and nothing will change that. Not even a taste of the hell that drove them apart in the first place.

WARNING R-RATED. Eve has left the past behind and decided that it's time to move on with her life. With a broken heart behind her she joins a dating agency and attends an organised get together in a hotel bar. Deciding that she probably isn't cut out for kissing a lot of frogs in order to find her prince she attempts to leave. One of the other attendees has other ideas and Eve is in need of rescue and that rescue comes in the shape of Gray. With his rescue complete they make a connection but upon discovering his job as an escort Eve realises that it is just night of lust, passion and desire. When Gray wakes to find her gone he has no idea just how elusive the woman responsible for the most memorable night of his life will be and with them both imagining sightings of each other can their paths cross again?

WARNING R-RATED - Now published on Amazon Olivia is stuck in a dead-end job feeling used and unfulfilled, but can see no way forward. She is single and damaged in unimaginable ways and has never taken a real risk in her life. One night, out drinking and dancing with her best friend, Sarah, she ends up having a one night stand, her first and her last. Without a kiss goodbye or even exchanging names they part, both of them sure they'll never see each other again, but fate, it has other ideas. With their paths tangled and destined to be travelled together Olivia is forced to admit and face a past that has left her full of sadness, loss, pain, self-doubt and self-loathing. Can one night with one man help her to find her way from the depths of her past to a brighter and happier place where she is valued by others, but also by herself?

[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)