Mature novel 18+ | Boy loves girl or boy loves boy? Deadbeat millennial Inho Kim just wanted to surprise his long-distance girlfriend. So, why the hell is he standing in Vancouver rain with nothing but a boner and her handsome boss' business card? A Queer Adult Romance about the messy endings and messier beginnings of love. The process is simple: get hurt, cry, and Kiss It Better. Mature Romance with explicit sexual content 18+ Updates 3x week: Tuesdays/Thursdays/Saturdays

Mark catches the eye of one of the company’s most powerful men, but he can’t see it himself. Literally. This is my first story on this site, an office romance story… with a bit of a twist… (male/male)

With his cub Calder in tow and the man who fathered Calder dead, Nova has no choice but to run from the Jaguars that killed Calder's father. Nova will do anything to protect his cub, even at the cost of his own life. So when Calder wanders off and ends up with a group of Dragon shifters roaring at him, Nova rushes to save him. Bion has been around for thousands upon thousands of years. He has given up hope on finding his mate and is content to watch over his family. Imagine his surprise when a Jaguar cub shows up on his land and the cubs parent happens to be his mate. With a distrustful and overprotective Nova, murdering Jaguars around ever corner, and a playful little cub that gets himself into sticky situations, Bion has his work cut out for him.

SLOW UPDATE I've made lots of mistakes wishing time travel existed in this century, I guess I expected too much getting my hopes up for nothing. I didn't think our future would turn out like this ignoring the pain in my heart. He broke my heart crushing it till it's unrepairable, I trusted him giving not only my body but my heart for him to destroy. I should of known better and yet I am blinded by his charms believing his lies, I promised myself to never love again fearing for another broken heart. He showed me how to love again and catch me when I fall, sharing our secrets together and given him my trust and my heart. Secrets revealed I learned what type of person he truly is, I fear to trust and love again because of him, everything we've been through is a lie including our friendship. I run away from my past to start a new future, we have secrets to keep and I am not planning to reveal mine. So why did he find me? What he is trying to achieve? I'll do everything in my power to hide the ones who keeps me sane, the ones who showed me a true meaning of love and life. I won't let him destroy that, he may destroyed my heart but he will not destroy them. Over my dead body. Copyright © 2016 . All rights reserved to YasmineFernandez9984 Warning: Contains mature content and violence.

[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."

[Edited Version ● Alternate Ending] "Colin? I feel so awful lying to you so I have to tell you what happened..today," Frankie blurted out, nervously cracking her knuckles as she stared at her boyfriend from one side of the living room. Colin's bright blue eyes danced. "What is it, sweetheart?" "I...I bumped into my ex-husband in the elevator today." "And?" Frankie exhaled. "And we had sex. In the elevator." There was an interminable silence before Colin smiled. "We'll work through this, honey. Don't worry." "Work through this?" she spluttered in disbelief. "How? How can we, when all I want is for him to do it again? And again, and again, and again, and..." She trailed off, sighing. It pained her to see Colin's hurt expression, but then again, it pained her to know that Konstantin had made her climax in that elevator more times than Colin had in their whole relationship... *cover by @hartlings*

[Edited] "You had to be extremely low on cash to wank into a cup for it," Dani sneered, feeling like a vindictive bully in a playground. But Carlo deserved it. She felt the first sharp stab of fear that went through her heart when Carlo looked at her with thunder in his eyes. "What are you going to do now? Kill me?" she continued. Fingering the 9mm in her back pocket, she remembered that she'd never even shot the damn thing, despite her brothers' pleas to teach her. Carlo's shadow blanketed her. "Kill you?" His brow furrowed. "Do you really think that lowly of me, cara? I'm wounded." "Then what the hell do you want?" His face flashed with a look she barely recognised - pure arousal. Even when he reached out and pulled her to him, she could feel it. "I realised that the mother of my child is more of a spitfire than I thought." His lips brushed her earlobe. "Call me a pyromaniac." *cover by @bullethood*

[Edited Version] “You ever think about letting your hair loose?” Ashton asked, his breath kissing Amor’s neck as they waltzed. “My hair’s fine,” Amor snapped in annoyance. Ashton chuckled. “That’s not what I meant.” His hands slowly hiked up the hem of her dress and her breath caught. “What are you doing?” She uneasily glanced around at the dancing couples. “Giving a new meaning to dirty dancing,” he replied quietly. And he entered her. [Cover by @zarawhite]

*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...

Icarus Crane is a fledgling vampire with a feisty, free spirited attitude. He lives with his sire, and leads a peaceful life with his new family. His sire always warned him to never get near a master vampire. They're dangerous and powerful and hold no emotions what so ever. Once you're taken and claimed, by a master vampire you're more valuable than them because you hold their power. Icarus ignores the rules and runs into someone. Someone that decides he's going to make Icarus his own. This story is rated R, and not edited First book in the Supernatural Lovers series Part of a series but can be read as a stand alone