First story in a while. I'm not saying anything without spoiling it so enjoy x

Two young managers at a small town Chick-fil-a get to know each other a little too well after weeks of higher tension. The flirting is on, but does Alex really want the main character as much as she wants him?

Two coworker's story about how an affair turned out to be more. I have used parts of my everyday life as inspirations but the events are purely fictional.

He stops talking at the sight of me and looks me up and down, leaning against my door frame. "Damn ma you look sexy as hell." I look myself in the mirror, tracing my curves in the dress. "Thank you, Dion." "You still ain't tell me where you're going though." "I'm going on a date." I say picking up my bag and turning to him. His eyes turn dark and his expression changes immediately as he pushes himself of the frame. "You're going where?" "On a date." I repeat. "With who?" "With Devon." "Devon?!" His voice booms. "Okay, imma need you to lower ya tone." I tell him, scrunching my features at him. He gives a dry laugh and rubs his hands across his face. "Is this because I'm going over to Paige's place?" He walks closer to me. "Fine, then I won't go." ~ 25 year old Venice Carter gets into a strictly pleasure-only relationship with her colleague Dion Miller. Everything works out fine until something terrible happens to Venice's apartment, causing her to move in with him and feelings quickly start to get involved. Both doubt that the other reciprocates and the affection only continues to grow the more time they spend together. Will they admit their feelings for each other or will they continue to hide them and remain co-workers with benefits? Warning!⚠️: Contains explicit sex scenes and mature content. Read at your own discretion.

[COMPLETADA] Una noche fue suficiente para cambiarlo todo, para destruirlo todo. Él acabó con mi familia, con todo lo que amo y por alguna razón me dejó con vida, ¿Por qué? Es tan doloroso vivir después de esa noche, tal vez él quería que viviera y sufriera, ese me parece un destino aun más cruel que la muerte. Sobrevivir se ha vuelto mi pan de cada día, y no pasa ni un segundo en el que no intente recordar esa noche, recordar su rostro, identificarlo para que se haga justicia. Soy la única testigo, la única persona que ha sobrevivido de los ataques de ese asesino frío y no puedo ayudar porque no recuerdo nada. La impotencia de no poder darle la justicia que se merece mi familia y todas las otras familias que han sido víctimas me carcome por dentro y me duele cada día. Pero no me voy a dar por vencida, lo voy a recordar, lo voy atrapar así pierda mi vida en el intento.

"By the end of the night I regained my strength and was able to even get out of bed and walk to the bathroom. Alec watched me of course, like a hawk. He knew I felt better and wanted to make sure I didn't try making any rational decisions. To my surprise, it wasn't even a thought. I didn't have a clue as to where I was. If I was able to get free of Alec, I wouldn't know where to go. He'd most definitely find me. Even if, by chance, he didn't find me and I made it back home, no one would be waiting for me. My father didn't give a shit about me before I left, he probably hasn't even noticed. I'd be going 'home' to nothing and no one. The more I thought about it, Alec was more of a father figure to me than my actual father was. Alec actually took care of me when I needed it. He bought me clothes and fed me, which is all I really needed." Marcie Brooks faces a new turn in her life when Alec, the bad boy from school, kidnaps her and takes her away to his secluded home in the woods. Without a father figure in her life, Marcie unknowingly adopts Alec as her new father. But what happens when she begins to fall in love with the one man that presents her with the most danger. Caution: Has strong language, drugs, and sexual content.

He was the King of Newington. She was a fierce girl with an independent heart. He stole her virginity when she was only 17 and now at the ripe age of 22 he wants her as his own. His name King Landon and she is Lady Ivyline. Story is currently being edited to third point of view. Sorry for any mistakes made. No rude comments :) Okay? Okay! EyesNotOpen

Mistress Jacqueline DeWhite is married off to Lord Dominic DeFleur. She is not told anything and is expected to obey her husband without question. It starts negatively as most religious marriages do, and his cold demeanour and sexist views strain their relationship. The swordsman and personal favourite, of King Francis the First, Dominic has a lifestyle both lavish but lonely and as both as stubborn as they are can they become the couple they both wished they were? Rough Draft. Feedback is appreciated. Will edit Summer 2016.

Warning ; INCEST Sneak peak “Wh-what are you doing?" “You know exactly what I'm doing." His face was hard and emotionless. “St-stop we can't." I said breathlessly. “You want me and you know it." He whispered. “No I don't." I lied, who wouldn't want him he's amazingly gorgeous and not to mention sexy. He pushed me against the wall with both of his hands around my head. I could fell the heat coming off his chest as he crushed his body against me. I moaned softly as he began kissing my neck. He trailed kisses from my jaw and shoulder. “You want me." He said against my skin. I managed to say something in-between my breathing, “No I don't." He began rubbing his erection on my hips. I let out a loud moan which only Caused him to keep going. My thighs were soaking for him but I wouldn't allow myself to do this. “Chase." I moaned instead. “I love it when you moan my name." he said seductively. He pressed harder in to me and trailed his hands to my sides. I arched my back in to him which caused him to moan my name. I couldn't help it so I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer to me. “I want you, now." I parted my lips and blew a breath in his face. He forcefully brought his lips to mine and kissed me hungrily. His arms cupped my butt and pulled me up. Instinctly I wrapped my legs around his waist without breaking the kiss. I shook my hips under his erection causing us to moan. I broke the kiss And looked right into his eyes. “Now." I then kissed his soft red lips. Consuming them and their flavor. He walked backwards towards the bed and pushed me urgently on the bed. His figure on top of me. I waited for the lust I was soon to be in on. But with who?

In which two sworn enemies somehow end up on top of the world... and on top of each other. ∞ WARNING: This story contains vulgar language and sexual content. Read at your own risk. The Dominant's Challenge. Copyright © 2016. All Rights Reserved. A/N- At some point or another, I will edit this messy messy novel