Emma and Johnny are a young couple weeks away from their wedding day and while Emma is excited and hands on with the planning, Johnny isn't bringing his part. Until a sexy, flirtatious baker named Monica sparks things up. Emma finds herself caught in an unusual predicament, feeling threatened by Monica's sly ways but also attracted by her sex appeal. This is an erotic short story. P18 audience only.

This is the Prologue to the trilogy I have been working on for almost 10 years, I should release a new part every week from now on. Feel free to criticize, have a fun time and thank you :) Here is part 1 to the story: https://www.wattpad.com/561869135-tcgp-part-1-theraspy-the-antic-explorer-theraspy

The 2018 Nefarious Awards are currently undergoing judging. Winners will be announced in December. There will be one winner in every genre. All genres (including LGBTQ+ and mature) are allowed. Book cover design © Eva Jandová/@evatheartsy

| 18+ | Damian looked so different with his shirt off and a crop in his hand. He felt more real: no longer wearing the mask of the good doctor, he was the Exorcist, the master over my wildest fears, the stones on the shore over which my ocean of madness could crash without fear. He trailed the crop over my throat, down my chest. "Your demons have not been playing nicely," he said, a warning in his tone. Goosebumps prickled up my arms as the smooth leather teased over my navel. "No, sir. They haven't. They don't much like you." He grinned, and it was such a wicked sight that my stomach clenched up with desire. I desperately wanted to feel those teeth, the softness of those lips. Patience was nearly impossible. "I must admit I don't much like them either," he growled. "Turn around. Hands on the wall. Spread your legs." I obeyed, my breath catching in my throat. I felt him lean close, his breath hot on my neck as he left kisses along my hairline. "But they don't own your body, do they, darling? Who owns this body?" "I do, sir." My breathing shuddered. The crop tapped between my thighs. "That's right. And who have you chosen to give your body to?" "To you, sir." × × × 18 year old Samara Garfield is on the run - from her past, from her desires, from the wicked voices in her head. Everything seems to be catching up with her when she meets Damian Hearst, a doctor with perverted desires of his own. With a legion of demonic beings eager to overtake her, the good doctor may indeed be the only one who can save her. But as their dark pasts become ever more entangled and hope for salvation begins to fade, can love grow in the face of death? × Highest Rankings × #1 in Steampunk #1 in Kinky #40 in Horror

A cheap low-budget twist on the werewolf legend. Rated Q for Quality!

Some of you may know me as an author, but do you know the real me? That's what this Diary is all about: a daily, unadulterated glimpse into the thoughts, feelings, observations, and events that make up my day. So much randomness ahead, none of it for the faint of heart or easily offended. You have been warned. Comments are welcome and even encouraged. I'll respond to everything I can.

Nobody by day, wannabe successful futanari erotica writer by night! (and sometimes during lunch) Occasionally, I like to write about myself. I'm just that way! Read about what makes me tick-tick-boom.

A young waitress finds herself alone, horny, and very pregnant. When Lana meets Tristan, he seems to set her off in unexpected ways. Is he Mr. Right or Mr. Right Now? The answer surprises Lana herself, who never could have imagined the different ways to make love, or to be loved. This story is written for mature readers. All characters engaged in sexual acts are over the age of 18.

Introductory post to explain what my works are about. ImagoFilms is a real movie company that never got around to finishing any films. I'm posting them on Wattpad in the hopes that someone will find them entertaining. Chapters will be added at my whims, consisting of ideas that won't fit into their own stories.

|18+| In one night of drunken, post-breakup passion, Lizbeth manages to hookup with the dominant boy of her dreams. It was supposed to be a one night stand, one and done, never seen again. Until she does see him again, as her professor. Private tutoring sessions never sounded so good. |This is a BDSM-themed, erotic romance. If that and other assorted pervy things do not appeal to you, take this as your warning.| × Highest Rankings × #1 in Breakup #1 in Kink #1 in Passion #1 in Professor #2 in teacherxstudent #32 in Romance