[Book Two] Following on from the events of Zeus, Hercules is left reeling. However, with death, comes freedom; one which he snatches up once he realises that his brother's heart has turned to one made of stone. Having being taught that family comes first, it takes a while for the middle brother of the Winter-Moon family to finally get used to banishment. Lost and isolated, Hercules must learn to fight his way to the top once more; this time, alone. With a plan set in motion, Hercules starts his journey, however, there is one person who stands in his way of victory. Her name is Ivy.

He's just a bike courier in the city and she's a highly esteemed medical professional... all it takes is one meeting and things escalate from there.

I'm supposed to be attending art school, focusing on studies, making friends, having fun. Instead, I can't keep my mind off of my hot professor. And he can't keep me off his either. "I love this book so much" - annika1_ "[This] book is my favorite one right now" - Granola_Jossie "This book is sooooooo lovely...It's so interesting" - nathabraham

Gwen McPherson's boyfriend is a cheater and lousy lay (not necessarily in that order). Upon dumping him Gwen moves in with her best friend, Annalise, and drowns her sorrows in her sweet baking career. Gwen is surprised her hunky new neighbor is the most delicious part of her single life. Dorian Byrne is hiding from his past and isn't who he says he is. When he discovers his former crush is right next door he has trouble keeping his hands off her sweet treats. When his old life forces Gwen to choose between love and life, what will she decide?

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

The funny thing about true love is that there's no truth in it. There are no happy endings when your life isn't a fairytale, and there's no prince waiting for you when the man you love works on a farm. To be the Queen, I have to give Alistair up. Nobody says it has to be completely...

[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 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]

"He'd pay me two grand a month to sleep with me?" "No. He'd pay you two grand a 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘬." ... Maggie is a college student working as a stripper in Las Vegas when a close friend approaches her with a proposition. High-end escorting. Desperate to gain independence and pay off a variety of debts, the offer seems more than tempting. Cut off from her family and their illegally-gained wealth, she decides to make money with the only thing that is truly hers: her body. As she pursues a profession in sex work as a way to regain control of her life, her dark past comes back to haunt her, throwing quite a wrench into her plans. Maggie tries to mask her previous losses with love in its various forms. But what is the reality of finding true love when your job is getting paid to sleep with other people? ... *Frequent explicit sexual content, intended for 18+ audiences ONLY. This story is stand alone. You DO NOT need to read the first story to understand this one, but there will be a major spoiler in the second half. Please remember to vote and comment!

I was fresh out of high school when I met him. He was everything a girl could ever dream of; tall and handsome but mysterious which made him even more alluring. He was a good man with a wounded past. Neglected as a child, then adopted by a seemingly perfect family, Vincent Chadwick, was my oxygen. Sine the first moment I saw him, I knew he would be trouble. His eyes as they lit a smoky grey which saw scenes too graphic to describe, and his full lips which spoke his secrets, made me mesmerized. But I discovered he was a good man with a twisted and dark soul. He was my dominant, my fifty shades... (c)2015 *this story contains graphic scenes of sexuality as well as violence and adult themes