The new queen of the underworld is put through her paces when a prophecy foretells a future in which she's responsible for the survival of the gods. ***** There are certain things we just cannot plan for, and Lexi discovers this when a strange phenomenon plagues the Titans of Mount Olympus. While the gods play it off, citing their immortality will save them, Lexi is determined to find the cause and reverse the damage. But that is not the only phenomenon she is managing, as she and Hades plan for something neither one expected to happen so soon. COPYRIGHT NOTICE: This work is owned by the author. Please do not attempt to plagiarize or the monsters of Tartarus will eat you. IN OTHER WORDS: If you find this story on any platform other than WATTPAD, I did not allow this. You may also be exposing yourself to malware. If you wish to read this story in its original, safe form, do it here on WATTPAD. CONTENT WARNING: Chapters with steamier scenes will be labeled as such. If you have already read books one and two, I expect you will be eagerly awaiting them. COVER ART for this story and the rest of the Lexi series was done by @arpeggio-

Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.

[Edited Version] "We only read erotica," Fiona said with a straight face. "Come again?" I asked, clutching my copy of Jane Eyre to my chest. I suddenly felt like a girl who'd come to a fancy-dress party dressed as herself. "Oh, come on, Janelle," Fiona smiled, pulling my hand and leading me into the room. The light in the library was dimmed to a dull glow, and then I heard a man's voice reading: "I entered her from behind, squeezing the taut skin of her buttocks and driving myself even deeper, until..." Somewhere in the dark, I heard moans of pleasure and the unmistakable yowl of a climax... [Cover by @headfullofstars]

It started on Wattpad but now is EVERYWHERE with an upcoming film adaptation by Wattpad WEBTOON studios coming to Tubi. Stay tuned for film release updates! In the meantime, read the original story that inspired the film. KISSING IS THE EASY PART is being published and will be out on November 18, 2025 Please pre-order from the link in my profile. *** Being beautiful might as well be Flora Morgan's only talent. Some of the words she hates include economy class, second-hand clothes, and budget. She likes fashion, dating, not being on time and getting what she wants - until she meets Sean, who is like the clock striking midnight; he erases all her magic power. He is as mature and sophisticated as the dark roasted coffee he drinks, while she is like a lollipop: colorful, dazzling on the outside but empty calories and artificial sweeteners on the inside. The attraction is instant, but getting a kiss is only the first step. To keep their fire burning, they must accept each other's differences and decide if what they're building is strong enough to survive trials, jealousy, expectations, and the fear of becoming someone they no longer recognize.

*This is a FREE book with PAID exclusive chapters* [The Dad I'd Like to F*ck] "You should be careful," Devin said calmly, bending over to scoop Rory into his arms. "This bathtub can get incredibly slippery." "So I noticed," she said dryly. Mortified, she noticed how erect her nipples were. They stabbed the air like tiny knives of arousal and she was positive that Devin had noticed. "I think I can walk now," she said quickly. To her relief, he set her on the ground and reached for her towel. "This is the second time I'm rescuing you," he said, in that quiet way Rory was beginning to recognise as his annoyed tone. "Let's not make it a habit." Rory tightened the towel around herself, wincing from the motion. "I slipped in the tub. Hardly a rescue." A dirty look crossed his face. "I haven't had sex in two years, Rory. Consider yourself rescued..." He turned to leave "...from me." She was speechless. For starters, this had been the longest conversation she'd ever had with Devin Shaw and, secondly, she was positive that he wasn't as crazy as he let everyone believe he was...

[SAMPLE] Reed frowned, his eyes filled with confusion when he saw that Lena seemed to be fine. "I heard a scream," he announced stiffly, standing awkwardly over Lena's bed. Beneath the sheets, Lena was torn between renewed arousal and slight mortification. Embarrassment won. "Everything's fine," she muttered, trying to discreetly disengage the battery-operated toy from between her thighs. It was a thick phallus, way too thick to silently exit her wet pússy, but finally, finally, it popped out. "But you screamed." "Because I came, Reed." His bewilderment only grew. "Came where?" And that was when Lena knew that even after what had happened between them last night, Reed was still like a newborn, an innocent. He might have been the most intelligent guy she knew but in many ways, he was still the boy he'd been before the accident that had marred his life. So she heaved out a sigh, clamping her thighs together when she felt his gaze scorch her damp skin. "I had an orgasm, Reed." She calmly spelled it out, wondering if she should mention that it was his cock she'd been imagining inside her. Now that she knew what he was packing, it was impossible to get the image out of her head - not that she was trying. Reed swallowed, a blush creeping up his neck. Lena was instantly turned on by that blush, by his obvious discomfort and arousal. So she did the most natural thing that came to her. She pulled her sheets away.

[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."

"'I want to savor the taste of your lips. I want to get drunk off of your scent. I want to worship every inch of your body. I want to take everything one step at a time. And, right now, all I want to do is kiss you without it leading to something else.'" Elizabeth Spencer isn't looking for love. She's had enough "love" to last her a lifetime. It's just a word people toss around without even realizing the promise that is supposed to come with it. Her parents loved her, but not enough to stay when everything burst into flames. Matt loved her, but not enough to not screw around. Her sister loved her, but not enough to not kill herself. Love exists, she knows it does. But it's never enough. It can't save you. No one can save you, no matter how much they want to. You have to save yourself. The only problem is deciding who's going to be standing next to you while you do so. (MATURE CONTENT) {ChickLit #49 - 08.11.2014}

Perfectly Broken (We're Just Sex Friends) "AHHH!" I gasped, feeling his manhood suddenly thrust into me. It took me by surprise which pleased Ryan tremendously, his hips moving more brutally. He leaned down, his breath over my lips hesitantly before pulling away, probably remembering the deal. No kissing on the lips. Kissing meant that we had feelings for one another and the guy that was making my body jolt with pleasure was the man I've hated since the first day of school. Instead, he kissed my neck, moving his hips harder at the displeasure of me not being Chelsea who he wanted to kiss. I wanted Alec inside me, closing my eyes imagining it was him kissing my shoulder and pulling me up on him. Instead, it was Ryan. ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ Emma Thorne has been stricken with heartache over her unrequited love for her best friend, Alec Romano, since childhood. So when her bully of nine years, Ryan Brighton, grants her a deal to settle her heartache, she takes a chance on him oblivious to his haunting past and present. Now "Sex Friends" Emma has a way to deal with her heartache and stand by her friends side with ease but how long will it last? Will her "Sex Friendship" be kept a secret? Or will it be revealed in unimaginable ways? Maybe even to the point of sacrificing everything she's known and love by making a deal with the bully who might be as dangerous as death itself... ***Credit for book cover goes to the brilliant Andyrojas143!***

Claudette is the last princess in the country... she's lost the only man she ever wanted as a mate and now she has 2 hot guards fighting to protect her..... what will happen when the Werewolf Prince of Europe turns up demanding something she cant give.....or will she?