17 year old Rosey lives with her mother, soon to finish highschool in a couple months. She has a great relationship with her mother, but she can be very rebellious, her father isn't in her life. yet he is still around and still bothering her Rosey is a Virgin, but she isn't as innocent as you think. she has many kinks and so many Naughty fanticies. she never really thought about acting on them with any one though, that was until they came into her life and changed it in so many in unexpected ways.. Soon her life will go down hill, and someone will need to bring her out.

Despite Sophia defying the odds and securing a job at the most prestigious company in New York City, she struggles to see the threat from her past creeping it's way back into her mundane life. Will it ruin the possibility of a happy future or was she always destined for a lifetime of loneliness? ***** Sophia was set up to fail- her teenage life was filled with cancer, suicide and gambling but with motivation and hard work she was able to create a comfortable life for herself. Being in the right place at the right time offered her an opportunity like no other. The only problem? The past she believed she had left so far behind her was in fact lurking just around the corner waiting for the right time to pounce. When the only man she felt she could truly trust began keeping secrets Sophia wondered if there had been any truth in their relationship at all. ***** "Why do you always hide from me?" His fingers were still gently holding her chin. He wanted that night to be different, he wanted to allow himself to feel things, for just one evening. She cast her eyes down. "I'm not hiding." "Then look at me, Sophia..." She took in a deep breath and drew her eyes upwards, looking at him through her mascara laced lashes. His fingers fluttered across her skin and he placed his palm gently on her cheek. He brought his face closer and rested his forehead on hers as if he were trying to fight the pull between them. "What are you doing to me?" His voice was barely a whisper.

What do you do when you're in a crisis? A financial crisis? A) Borrow money off someone B) Find a job C) Try sell yourself Caliana Hart, like any normal girl, chose option C. But she's made the mistake of choosing the wrong man to mess with. Temporary cover: ayeitsning

One month, one-hundred-thousand dollars. Within days of talking to the sexy, enigmatic, billionaire Damon Chase on a sugar baby dating site, he's taken all Marie St.Christi's worries away. He's bought her clothes, given her an apartment and an allowance--the only catch is she's to be his personal porn star. Things get complicated when sexting turns into something neither bargained for and Marie falls in love with Damon's dark side. But is she really in love with him or is she in love with the fact that after spending years in her best friend Hallie's shadow someone's finally paying attention to her? But can someone who buys a new sugar baby every month even love her back?

Tragedy brought me to them, love made me stay. Constatine Walker & Elias Diaz They were my light and I was their solace. Apart we were dull, but together we were extraordinary. ------------ "What happened?" He finally asked. I didn't know what to say. I didn't want them to know even though I'm sure they've already speculated. I'd let them think what they wanted because I couldn't bare to say it out loud, I wanted to leave that behind me. Elias soft lips caressed my thigh as if trying to sooth the pain. My breathing hitched as his tongue slid along my skin, further up my thigh, to the top of the bruise. Once he was finished mending me, he leaned up to grab around my ribs and I winced. "Is there more?" He asked leaning me back slightly. I don't know why but I didn't stop him when he slowly slid my top up my stomach to expose yet another bruise. Maybe it's because I already knew what he was going to do and I wanted it. My head flung back as his warm wet mouth covered my skin, tasting me, arousing me into delirium. My skin burned in his wake, begging for one more kiss as he returned to my thigh. "Does his lips feel good?" Con asked in my ear. I nodded my head in response, unable to force the words out. "Do you want to know what my lips feel like?" He asked.

*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...

David's at the height of his career as a top male model. He's gorgeous, he's hot, he's who everyone wants. People look when he walks into a room, but do they actually see David? Or do they see the façade he's created, the successful, sometimes arrogant superstar. Elliott, the antithesis of David's persona is quiet and introspective, he shy's away from most people locking himself in his studio. A highly creative, talented successful, but eccentric sculptor. He wears ripped jeans and cuts his own hair. He doesn't care about looks or anything on the outside. ********************IMPORTANT******************************** This is a story of pure fiction. Some of the characters may have been inspired by real people, but my characters are fictional and I've only used that inspiration as a catalyst. The real people/models/cast used to give a face to my characters are unknown to me, their lifestyles are not reflective of the lifestyles, interests or sexual orientation of the characters in this story. Any similarities are coincidental or inspired by articles I have read about these people...and then expanded and taken in fictional directions. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Dedicated to @Tondada who came up with the title and helped with the character names and cast. :)

Philip Harrington vs. Troy Travis Stanton Troy Stanton has felt alone all his life although he lives in a large community of powerful warlocks. He has always known that he doesn't belong but he has nothing against the people he lives with. As far as he is concerned, they are his family. When a pack of wolves invade his homestead and kill everyone he knows, Troy flees for his life. But he never forgets the face of the sinfully sexy human leader of the wolves. And when by a cruel twist of fate they meet again, Troy makes it his mission to make his life a living hell... The alpha must pay! Philip Harrington is the alpha of Stanwood Pack, one of the largest and most powerful packs in the world. He gets the shock of his life when he realizes that not only has Luna decided to give him a gorgeous young male as a mate, but it was very likely that he would never see his mate again after that first glimpse. By a twist of fate, however, they meet again. But Philip is faced with the greatest challenge of his life when he gets to know that not only is his mate as stubborn as a mule, he also hates him with a passion... Although very reasonable and gentle by nature, the alpha just can't deal! When these two are hit with a roller-coaster of emotions, both in and out of the bedroom, they both realize that denying their hearts is no walk in the park. Not even the knowledge of powerful evil forces lurking in the shadows could repress their sweet and sensuous awakening. This story contains hot explicit sexual scenes, graphic language, mind-blowing passion and total hotness. Brace yourselves! Peace! (Cover by the amazing SuperSonicPaGer)

Sexiness was a quantitative index of how much skin shows with a V-neck T-shirt. Logan Luxembourg stood firm with his philosophy. It was his gospel. He thought he was the apex predator, an alpha male. But he was just a V-neck T-shirt draped over a broken heart. This is the epiphany that love does not fall from the sky. Sexiness was a qualitative measure of another's identity. Troye Angelou was someone who most thought of as a fool. A fool to give up his livelihood to another; to lose his own will on issues that concerned his life. He was the prey, a puppet. This is the realization that love can be toxic too. Perhaps Logan's identity was his neck-line and Troye's was built by someone else. They were different, yet so similar. They were lost in themselves, so much to fight for, but no one to fight against. They knew that love could be forever. Until that day came, they would fantasize of a love that never ended; of a lover that loved despite their flaws, unconditionally.

Master Trent is a certified Dom at the Blue Hedonism BDSM Club, but from his track record, you'd doubt his ability to refrain his pushy-handsy ways around Subs. With a bad reputation and a humiliating event this fateful night, Trent believes he's lost any chance of ever finding a Sub, especially at the Blue Hedonism. And he's right. No Sub would accept him. But what about another Master? So begins Trent's impromptu journey of challenging his limits and tastes. And since trouble always comes in threes, another development throws off Trent's defenses: Erik Devries becomes the CFO of the company where Trent works. And just who is this Erik Devries person, you might ask. Well, read and be thrilled. ***This story will be coming soon!*** ***This story will contain MATURE CONTENT*** ***This is a Spin-Off of the Blue Phoenix Series (more details inside)***