Samantha has 2 very different jobs, by day she's the professional hard working secretary and by night fall she is a seductive, cheeky, and flirty hostess at a nigh club. One night a very handsome and young man in a suit requested her for the entire night, things got a little crazy and when she went to her new secretarial job the next day she finds out that is was the same guy. What will happen to Samantha now considering that her jobs may cross over? and what is she going to do about her sexy new boss? Read to find out whats to come

Chloe is a werewolf looking for a male to release all of her sexual frustration that's when Hunter comes in he is a Alpha and hasn't found his mate until he turns eighteen why not fool around but all the girls wanted a serious relationship he just wanted a fuck buddy not a serious relationship! Days went by then new girl Chloe Sanders goes to the same school and joins his pack they talk to each other and get along fine until Chloe gets fiery and feisty and challenges her Alpha with back talk he finds her amusing and asks her if she wanted to be his fuck buddy she agrees and then go at it till no tomorrow but what happens when secrets start to get reviled and lust starts turning to love? Find out in My Fuck Buddy is my mate! UNDER CONSTRUCTION!!!

Dimitri, a man who has lived for far too long, takes notice of Siri an innocent girl. When Dimitri notices Siri, his only option is to kidnap her. Duh.

"We can't do this," I gasp pushing him away from me. "Your my boss, this isn't right!" "Don't fucking deny it, Danielle." he growls, pulling me back to him and pushing me against his desk so I'm in between the desk and his body, "You know you can't resist my touch." He places as scorching hot kiss under my ear. "I-I- Oh!" I gasp, squeezing my eyes shut when he places his hand in between my legs and rubbing my core. "I feel how wet you are for me, princess." He whispers darkly in my ear, "You like how I look at you, you like how I touch you, you like how I fuck you. Don't deny it, because you know its true." -*-

Just your favorite princesses...with a touch of guilty pleasure and secret fantasies. [Compilation of short stories]

A Vanity Fair writer does what it takes to get the biggest scoop! Written for Cosmopolitan.com's 50 Shades of Grey contest! ~My heart slowed down when we got to his high-rise. I didn't ask questions. I didn't wonder why we were here and not my apartment. Maybe because they'd be stupid questions. Maybe the answer was obvious but my eyes were too muddled to see. But I didn't care. I welcomed the vast black, marble floor of his apartment; I welcomed the hearth where a picture frame of his family sat upon the mantle; I welcomed the plush, dark sofa that accepted my frail, shaking body as I sank into it. I welcomed the floor to ceiling uninterrupted window view, where on a cold, dark, night like this one, the universe graced me with a blanket of twinkling stars and a moon so pure, so rich, so beaming with tranquil light, the soft rays ebbed with a certain serenity only dreams could conjure. "Here," Christian said and handed me an icy can of carbonated lemonade. "I don't want it," I said, monotone. He pushed my hand away. "It'll take the edge off. Just drink." I gave in. I didn't want to fight any more tonight. I took one sip, then two, then three. On the third, I brought the fluffy, grey blanket over my head when I burst out crying. I sniffed, trying to contain myself. Christian pulled the blanket back, but I covered my face with the open palms of my hand. He chuckled lowly. "Don't hide." "I'm sorry," I wailed, tears rushed out like a waterfall. "I'm trying to stop." "Don't. Let it out." "Ugh," I scoffed. "Don't look at me." I turned my head to avoid his gaze. "Why?" "I must look like a rodent, right now." He cackled bubbly. "You look beautiful." He placed a finger underneath my chin and turned my face to face him. "Look at that-" he pushed away strands of hair that stuck to my cheek with my tears as adhesive. His fingers delicately stroking my jawline, the sensation so calming I closed my eyes- "Beautiful."~ Enter if you dare...

Brooklyn Reynolds has everything planned out. Well, her father does anyway. She is undecided and after a life alternating event, she decides she will forge her own way. With Matt Bishop. Despite their efforts forces separate them and stronger forces bring them back together but she's moved on.

He's a Navy Seal who constantly is training to be bigger, better, stronger. She's a nobody who sees him out running everyday, rain or shine. Tempted to stop and talk to him, she never worked up the nerve until fate took the decision out of her hands. #wattys2015