Warning: this is about to be the worst book you ever read, I wrote it when I was 13-14, and I'm almost 20 now. I'm just saying you were warned. Just don't read it, it's beyond awful. #1 in Steamy 06/20/18 Alexa Peirce was different than most girls in her school, perfect grades, an eighteen year old virgin. She never wanted a serious relationship, nor could she have one due to focusing on school. That is until she meets her new teacher, Jake Morgan. Jake Morgan, he's Lexi's sexy new teacher. Young, tall, and sexy. Every girl fantasized about being with him, him fucking them. But not Lexi. Jake has a dark secret, he's into BDSM. He's looking for a new submissive. He found her, but knew she would freak at the idea. His mission for the year is to have Lexi as his submissive. Will Jake convince Lexi into being his submissive? Will Jake be able to stay away? Will Lexi be the good girl everyone thought she was? ©SlavesToMrGrey2016 All story rights belong to me. Do NOT copy my story, I worked hard to make it. *Pictures included in this book are not mine. Including the cover photo, I found them on google

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...

His name is Conor; He's 17, he likes to long board, party, drink, hang out with friends, normal teenage stuff. The only thing different about Conor is that he likes me. I'm not in high school, I work as a saleswoman at a phone store. I'm 35 years- old. My best friend, Anne, is 36 years- old, and Conor is her son. Too make it even worse, I like Conor back.

after the dead of my wife I was falling for my stepdaughter. I don't see her as my princess anymore but my queen

Catherine is a tomboy doesn't listen to anyone and gives no shits what any one thinks. She is still in high school and hates it but who doesn't its hell mad for teens. Her mother died when she was ten from a car crash and her father has been working hard to forget about her and he has at least enough. Mr. Jackson is a billionaire and the boss of Catherine's dad. He gets what ever he wants when it comes to either material things or even woman, he was known for his way with woman and girls practically threw themselves at him but not Catherine she actually treats him like everyone else not like some god and that was like a breath of fresh air for him. He was very attracted to her but then he found out she was a 17 year old girl and her father works for him. Will he manage to find a way to get what he want this time? Read to find out

At 14, Elena's life was going downhill. She had been in and out of foster homes when she had finally decided that enough was enough and ran away. Barely scrapping food in garbage cans and sleeping on park benches. She was saved when she met James Asher. Now ten years into the future. Elena now Elena Asher had become a successful model. But it's not what you think. James took her in as his sister and gave her his last name. He treats her as one too, but Elena just couldn't help but fall for the one man she could never have.

"My life was perfect. No, seriously. It was perfect. I had a protective brother, annoying little sister, caring parents, everything. That is, until my family gets into a car crash and my family dies. The only survivors were dad and me. My life was over..." Now five years later, her dad is engaged to a biotch of a mother and wife. She also has a son thats a year older than Alyssa. One night, Alyssa goes clubbing for fun and meets her soon to be brother, Noah. And to top it off, they kiss. So now what do they do? Do they pretend it never happened or pick up where they left off???

CAUTION!! CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENT, ABUSE & RAPE. Don't read if you at sensitive to those things. --------------------------- "You are beautiful, Ava. You don't need to be treated the way you are being treated." Kyle said walking closer to me. "Leave him he doesn't deserve you, shit you don't deserve the things he does to you." I looked at the ground but he lifts my head with his fingers and went in for a kiss but I dodged it. "Kyle, I can't he'll find out and I'll be... " Kyle kissed me. "Ava he won't find out. I want you. He doesn't deserve your love just please Ava." he said in a low whisper. He then kissed me again then I kissed back.