[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]

"Get the fuck out of my house!" my dad shouted. "Gladly. But, before I go, I have just one thing to say; you've never been a good father. You've always treated Poppy and her mother like absolute shit." "You know nothing about being a father, you little prick!" "Yeah? Well, your innocent little girl calls me daddy when I fuck her from behind, so that's close enough for me," Knox spat before hauling me out of my seat and leaving. *** Ever since Poppy Nicole was little, she's been a shy girl with a heart of pure gold. Her innocence is glaringly obvious and she has nothing but the best intentions for everyone on her mind. Everyone has always loved the sweet-minded girl. Knox Carmichael is Charleston, South Carolina's resident bad boy and infamous hell-raiser. He's been on a first-name basis with law enforcement since the young age of ten-years-old. Before his parents became fed up and sent him away to military school when he was fourteen, one of Knox's favorite pass times was taunting his one and only Poppy. Poppy's life was going great. Fantastic even. She was accepted into the local university aside her best friend - and Knox's little sister - Kiara and she couldn't wait to get a start on her nursing studies. But then life takes a turn for the worst as the devil himself shows up unannounced to their dorm just as the girls are unpacking their belongings. Poppy hopes that Knox has grown up and put an end to his torturous ways. If only she knew just how wrong she actually was. If only she knew he was back for one thing, and one thing only. To take what is, and always has been, rightfully his; Poppy. COPYRIGHT AuthorrUnknown ALL RIGHTS RESERVED **STORY WILL CONTAIN STRONG LANGUAGE, VIOLENCE, AND SEXUAL THEMES. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK** Hit 1 Million on 11/25/16, Highest Ranking: #1 in Drama Cover by Loutka

Book Two in the I Am Not A Prostitute series. Warning: Mature Audiences Only!! -Strong Sexual Content -R-rated language -Adult situation #1 in Fiction on 1/10/23 #2 in Romance on 12/29/20 Book Two in the I Am Not A Prostitute series. *** Summary: "I hope you remember me. I hope you see something that reminds you of me. And I hope you smile and remember the memories we created together. And I hope your throat tightens up, and it finally hits you..." I felt a tear burning down my cheek "You never should have let me go." I slammed the phone down, my breathing was heavy, like someone was standing on my chest. I glanced outside, and stared at the rain that fell in sync with my tears. Come back to me, Sinister. *** Sinister Velkov was the leader of the Russian Mafia, after falling in love with a beautiful girl named Calla, he couldn't keep himself away. They fell in love, and got married. He thought he could protect her from the dangerous life of being a mob bosses wife. But he was wrong, no one is safe from the drugs, guns and death of organized crime. So he sent her away, hoping to keep her safe, promising to never see her again... Loving someone is a sacrifice, you give them the power to destroy you, and that's exactly what they do. Sinister Velkov was the Devil himself, but everyone knows...the Devil was once an angel. COMPLETED

"Mi fai innamorare di te..." His warm breath danced on my skin. "Make me fall in love with you." He whispered against the crook of my neck. Although he couldn't see my facial expression, I smirked at his words. "You've already fallen." ************** I always loved the way fire burned. As a child I was scolded to stay away. Something about it was mesmerizing and I could never escape my affection for it. There was a new form every time, not once was it the same. It was unattainable but you could work your way around it. So when he showed up, it wasn't much different. I was immediately attracted to him. Everything about him reminded me of it-his fiery attitude and smokey essence...I couldn't get enough of him. Something in me never wanted his blazing inferno to die down. I had the burning desire to touch fire. I had the burning sensation to touch Vince Valentino.

Victoria Reed was locked inside her father's house for twenty-seven years with no neighbors, no televisions, no maids. Except for Granny Paula. Gran was Victoria's tutor from everything. Politics, arts, musical, culinary, name it. She was her world. But even Granny Paula wasn't meant to stay for the lifetime. But Gran didn't leave Victoria alone. She left her with last two gifts. Her new breathing and manly toys. ---- Not 18? Think again. ---- Copyright © 2015 by mjburns

"Kill me now, sweetheart... or I swear, you'll never escape me again." His voice was calm. His eyes? Anything but. Obsession. Pain. Lust. Rosalie Yeung never asked to play savior, but when she rescued a bleeding stranger one night in Taiwan, her quiet life shattered. Now, she's caught between two dangerous men: One wants to protect her. One wants to own her. And both are hiding secrets that could ruin her. She doesn't know who to trust. She doesn't even know herself anymore. Not with the flashbacks. Not with the voices. Not with the part of her heart that's beginning to ache for the one man she should fear most. But here's the problem with mercy, it never comes without a cost. And in a world of mafias, masks, and misplaced memories, love might just be the most dangerous weapon of all. Perfect for fans of #DarkRomance, #MafiaLove, and #Yandere male leads who don't play fair.

NOTE THIS STORY HAS BEEN ENDED/PAUSED EARLY-- WARNING - MATURE/18 plus preferrably. ------------------ His eyes are hooded heavily with lust and his full soft lips part slightly. He is pressing up against me. Hard. 'Are you wet baby?' I feel myself being pushed against the wall, his erection pressed hard against my stomach. I let out a whimper as his lips collide with mine and his tongue seduces mine. His left hand clasps my leg and wraps it behind him, around his ass, the angle making me very aware of his length against me- 'Yes' I need him like I need air. ----------- Her father is tangled in the web of The Mafia. She is in danger. For a year she has been recruited as a teacher in 'training' at a safe, elité school; her existence must be kept a secret. Now. Introducing her protection- Adrian Silvetti. Silvetti. The -Ex Italian Mob Leader- Silvetti. His job is to put Caterina's life before his. His intent should be to keep her safe. But what happens when the hard man *pun intended* grows a sexual fascination for the fiery young woman, beyond the limits of his control? Will the devil be able to resist an angel who is slowly uncovering his darkest secrets? Secrets are sometimes better kept in the dark after all, like Caterina's identity.

BEAUTIFUL MONSTERS BOOK #1 RATED M 18+ {completed} _ You don't become the fiancé of one of the most powerful crime lords in the city without understanding exactly how gritty and depraved the world truly is... and how to thrive in the inferno. After five years spent under his controlling thumb, Daniela knows her position with a man like Vincent Stacatto is precarious, but as long as she plays by the rules of his "game", she's safe... Until she's taken by the devil. Kidnapped by a rival boss, Daniela becomes a pawn between two powerful forces, and just another casualty in a bloody game of chess. But to get to the top-and stay at the top-you have to fight dirty and hold nothing back, because the most dangerous piece on the board isn't the King. It's the Queen. {draft}

Mia Hastings was never one to follow the rules. Her brother knew it, her best friend knew it. Everyone knew it. She lives for the moment, doing whatever she feels and thinking of the consequences later. Her main goal in life is to live it. Mia’s brother’s best friend Drake O’Connell was never big on rules. The judge who sentences him to 2 years in prison knew it. He is known for being the badboy, partying and womanising. His charm, good looks and obnoxious behaviour made his life pretty easy and his main goal in it was to have fun. He had lost 2 years of his life locked up, so he was determined to make up for lost time. So when these two people are thrown together, both without a care in the world, issues of their own and more secrets than an episode of Pretty Little Liars, you can expect a story full of laughs, tears, arguments and felonies. They might be breaking the law, but both Mia and Drake are about to find out that when it feels wrong, it is ALWAYS more fun. ©makeandoffer

"Explosions are my specialty, I can and will be your doom, Now get down on your knees, baby, I'll make your world go boom." • • • Unconventional poems of a conformed man. I voice all my inner chaotic turmoils in rhyming words so they sound less pathetic. And also, I spice it up with dirty poetry, in good ol' me style, so I don't ruin the esthetics.