❝It was the minute that I couldn't see those green eyes anymore that everything went dark.❞

Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*

"Basically rehabs are as horrible as everyone says they are. You are completely taken away from everything you've ever known and you're stripped of the clothing you wear, you're stripped of any connection you have with the outside world and for months you're forced to sit with a counselor, or in some shitty group to discuss your problems. Granted, these past four months have been a life changing experience but still, rehabs are shitty."

"What are you willing to do for your husband's job, Ms. Sierra?" He questions in a low tone. I swallow my pride and raise my chin. "I will do any job or errand" I reveal. Daryl stuffs his hands into the pockets of his suit and gives me his back. "I'm in the need of an inamorata, Ms. Sierra" he admits. "W-What is an inamorata?" I ask, feeling embarrassed for my lack of knowledge. Daryl spins around and slams his palms onto the sturdy desk. "A mistress, a lover, a slave, someone willing to be on call for love-making. But of course, there will be no love involved" he answers. He reaches across the desk and cups my chin. "Are you willing to be that Ms. Sierra? Are you willing to be my sexy little inamorata?" He inquires, almost daring me to agree. *** Sierra Miller was a normal person living a normal life. She's married to her wonderful husband of two years. She had an easy life with few worries. Until Daryl Collins, the arrogant owner of Inter-scope Insurance, forced his way into her life. Will she be able to be his inamorata while also saving her marriage? Read more to find out!

warning : graphic sexual content. please do not read if you are under the age of 18 in which the best photographer in Chicago has a sexual relationship with his intern

[COMPLETED] You're not the only one with a haunting past. (No translations permitted.)

Reina and Justin made a pact. No emotional attachments, no catching feelings, and no falling for the other. What happens though when the heart takes over the mind and jealousy doesn't become an option or a choice anymore? What if friends with benefits isn't enough?

Mars Kensington has nowhere to go. Forced to attend weekly confessions for being lesbian, she had it with her parents and decided to leave the house. Lost and confused, she was approached by two mysterious women who offered her a once in a lifetime chance to attend Lesbian Academy.

Twenty-one-year-old Ashlyn was always told that her job of stripping and escorting would get her in serious trouble. And when that trouble indeed happens, local gangster Justin Bieber is sent to her by fate. But, is she in more danger being with him than she was in before she knew him? "Never make love with the devil..." cover by bae @marwrites4you

Madelyn Waters, eighteen, is not your typical high schooler. With a secret manipulative ability, as well as being charismatic and extremely promiscuous, she finds herself lost in a never-ending infatuation with older men. All of that stays in tact until her eyes fall upon a man with a daughter near her age, one in which she befriends to get closer to her main goal. She is willing to test her morals to no extent in order to have this man, while unintentionally discovering that buried deep within her soul is a girl who simply wants to be loved. She learns of love, rejection, and most of all, she discovers herself, while also igniting an illicit affair.