"Sorry," I mutter and God, I just lost all the strength I had on my legs. This guy should be a model... "Don't be pretty thing." He says and cups my face with his right hand. "I would say that this is destiny, don't you think?" There's something You should know about me before I continue. I love a pretty face, damn who doesn't right? However I hate a guy who act's like he's the king of the world, everyone knows that the king of the world is Jack from Titanic, so this guy saying that our encounter was because of the destiny. It's a really turn off. A strong one. Believe me. "Sorry, the fault is mine and since my name is not Destiny I don't know what you mean," I reply and try to get away from him. Needless to say that this guy is not just full of himself, he is stubborn as well... I feel the tattooed guy grabbing my arm and yanking to stand in front of him again. "You're a funny girl. Mind tell me your name?" He asks me and gives the sexiest smile I've ever seen. I have to say that this guy was shaped by God himself. "Sorry darling but my mother told me I shouldn't talk to strangers" I retort back and wink at him. In the corner of my eye, I can see him smirk. ---------------------- Would you like to know your future or stay a prisoner of your past? This Is the story of a girl that couldn't run away from her past that meets a boy who just wants to forget his and meet his future. Meet Eleonor and Stephen. Two different worlds that will collide and what happens next? That's what they and we will find.

{Completed} One Man. One Woman. One beach. What the worst that can happen? The odds are yet to come in The Beach Affect.

Remi walked deeper into the room but didn't make it any further before hearing "Get on your knees" She simply complied, reaching down to slip off her heels, before her fingers could grace the nude Louis Vuitton's he spoke again. "leave them on" She bit down the growl that sat on the tip of her burgundy painted lips and pulled off her shoes, setting them to the side, she may be in the wrong but she refused to let him punish her like a naughty school girl instead of the respectable and grown ass woman she was. She sank to her knees and watched him walk over before stopping in front of her, for the first time since entering the room she raised her head and looked at him, Adonis Roe represented his name to a T and he was as beautiful as he was predictable, to Remi at least. Remi pushed herself up and so she wasn't resting on her knees but standing on it and unbuckled his belt.

"Will you get off of me. This isn't apart of the deal Landon. You don't get to fuck me." "I know I know. But let's just imagine." I stood up with a dress in my hand trying to leave his embrace. But he kept my hips on his pelvis. "It's dark, we're on my bed. Your small frame under me-" "Landon." He ignored me. "As I pound viscously into you." I couldn't help but to imagine to. A wave of heat flashed over me and he chuckled. "You're thinking of it too now, aren't you?" He asked breathing into my neck. With that I pushed myself off of him. "Asshole." I muttered slipping on the sundress. Highest rank: #9 in interracial-romance #6 in interracial

"Porn?" "Porn." While breaking her friend out of the hospital, Rhia meets the well known porn star, Vince. After allowing curiosity to get the best of her, she watches one of his videos, bringing him deeper into her life.

Callie: The past is the past, right? Or so they say, or whatever. I've let mine define me for the past five years. No relationships, no cuddling, and definitely no sleepovers. All I need is a good romp in the hay, my sex-positive radio show, and my best friend Jade. Until him. Dex. He broke the cycle of meaningless one-night stands and showed me how true love should be. He even helped me tackle my demons once and for all. Dex: She broke my heart. After four years, she cheated on me the moment she could. And the idiot I am, I call into a radio station pleading with the hosts for help on getting over the heartbreak. And the moment a goddess walked into the kitchen of my frat house offering me a beer, I took their advice. I hooked up with her, thinking that would be it. But little did I know Callie would be the center of my world if only I could convince her she was worthy. ■■ Spin-off of Sex and Writing. You don't have to read it first. ■■■ Mature. Updates weekly.

He swiped my sweat-soaked hair off my neck, resting his lips against my ear. His fiery breaths blew across my earlobe. My body shuddered once again, craving more of him. "You're not the first woman to think she could seduce me into bed because of who I am, what I write. And you won't be the last." He gave a small chuckle, pulling down my dress, so it covered me. "But," he said in a low growl, "so far...... you're my favorite." Breaths poured from my lips at those words. My heart fluttered inside my pounding chest. His favorite, my brain stuck to his words like glue. Clinging to the small hope we'd continue this somewhere else, more than once. We stayed in that position for a moment before his body heat disappeared from my back. He lit a cigarette in front of me, the flash of the lighter illuminating his flushed, sweat-soaked face. I leaned against the brick wall, finding comfort in the coolness against my heated skin. His eyes met mine again. I didn't think I could move from the spot, but he forced me to when he held up a red, lacy thong in between his fingers. My red lacy thong. Fucking panty thief! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Their worlds collided in a heated, passion-filled hook-up behind a bar, bringing their broken pieces together. And now? Mercy finds herself as C.J. Cole's intern. The very Mr. Cole who wrote the most romantic, erotic books she had ever laid eyes on. How could she manage to keep her panties on around him? Or control herself? Hint: she won't. Mature warning.

"Never underestimate the power of a decent vocabulary." • • • Imagine if you could hear everything your neighbor did on the other side of the wall. Cook - clean - masturbate? Detective Russell Crane quickly deducts that the wall in his new apartment is surprisingly thin. And that his female neighbor has a fondness of vibrators. How much would you listen to? And more importantly; How would you react if you heard your neighbor moan your name after having just met her once?

"I am so sorry I'm late." My red woolly hair flopped onto my face and I huff, throwing my bag on the chair to put it up. I haven't noticed the prisoner yet as I pull down my black pencil skirt that stuck to my hips a little too tight due to the shrinkage in the washing machine. "This. . . is my therapist?" A deep mocking voice came and I cleared my throat, finally meeting the seemingly Black eyes of Prisoner 409. My breath catches in my throat as a slow smirk grazes his face. The handcuffs remained stuck to his hand as he slowly rubbed his bare chin. "Behave 4-0-9" The prison guard slapped the table before leaving and I was still frozen. "Why wouldn't I? Chocolate just happens to be my favorite flavor."

Savannah Patterson thought that she'd get married and have a family before her little sister did. Even after breaking up with her almost fiancé after he cheated on her. She thought she still had time to find a new man and start a future with him. That was until her sister told her she'd gotten engaged. To the man that was best friends with her ex. Not only was he the best man, he'd also be bringing around his new fiancé. Who happened to be the woman he cheated on her with. All this led her into needing a distraction, alcohol could only do so much and hangovers were not her forte. So sex was the only option and lucky for her the man perfect for the task lived right across the hall. Jackson Reynolds was surprised to see Savannah at his doorstep one night. The woman avoided him like the plague whenever she saw him in the hall. But something about her made him want to know more. He couldn't help but take her offer of casual unattached sex. She was drop dead gorgeous and more than likely a true freak in the sheets. What he wasn't expecting was for him to grow attached to her and want more out of their agreement. What both weren't expecting was an unplanned pregnancy to further complicate their lives. So much for a distraction.