[Book 1 of the Carter Brother Series *Can be read separately*] Rated R novel so please ensure you are of appropriate maturity (recommended age for reading is 18+). This is the OLD VERSION of this novel. The edited, newer version is available in my library (please go to my profile to check it out). Major edits include: storyline updating, extra scenes and better spelling/grammar. I leave this on here in case anyone prefers this version :) ******************************** Dane Carter is the youngest of the Carter brothers and at 18 he's only got a few more months until he finishes high school and inherits his family's legacy of BDSM clubs. Good thing he's already found his soul-mate then! Only he hadn't expected her to be ready for his kind of lifestyle before. However now, catching her reading a raunchy book-he's ready to claim what's his. And he won't stop until she's stripped, tied up and screaming in pleasure for him. With a jealous cheerleader adamant that Dane should be hers, Emery may be faced with the tough task of the one to fight for her mate.

New cover and i am in love! All thanks to JaysArmy Thanks Love, you're the best. SEQUEL TO DOMINATING DESIRES, READ THAT FIRST! *Sexual Content* With everything out in the open, Chase and Brylee can take their relationship public now but that doesn't mean things are easy. Between the chaos of her brother's rehab, her best friends wedding and pregnancy, and her sister-in-law's pregnancy she needs to find time to plan her own wedding and spend time with Chase, but it's easier said than done With all the stress things will get heated between them and Chase may just show his true colors more with his fiances defiance. Again, more sexual content, there is a rated r rating and warning, i want no bitching about people ignoring that.

Colleen lives in a world where you have one main choice, are you a dominant, or a submissive? For a girl fearing intimacy, the task to discover what she is, and to find her match is not something she's looking forward to. ~☆~☆~☆~☆~ #262 in Teen Fiction on March 17th, 2015. Cover by OriginallyElla. This story is on a Semi-Permanent Hiatus, to be decided at a later date. Likely it will face a major rewrite of the main plot and wash of the characters. Thank you all for the support! ♡

Mari Hansen ran away from home at 15 not being able to stand her radically religious family anymore and was desperate to be nothing like them which lead her to living on the streets subjecting herself to drugs, alcohol and prostitution going down a road straight to an early death when her pregnancy saved her life. Clean and sober since then, she would do anything to provide for her even if it's selling her body to do that. She went from the bad streets where she was beat up to an agency for high priority clients. Now 24 with a 7 year old daughter she wants out of the life she's known nearly 10 years so she can do anything else, already knowing that one day her daughter would have to know the truth. So she studies while Lalexia is at school when she gets a new client that her boss thought only she could handle. Shawn Sorci left home as soon as he could and never went back. He was off to basic right after graduation. He dedicated his life to the Army and in 9 years he had served a good portion of that overseas. He volunteered for deployments and his leadership qualities shone through as he was promoted to Sergeant First Class shortly before his latest deployment, which he didn't know could possibly be his last. Part way in they were ambushed and he was lucky to make it out with a couple gunshot wounds while some of his men never made it out. Now on medical leave while he recovers he's irritable, frustrated, angry and not wanting to admit he was suffering from PTSD. He needed to let off some steam and that's where Mari come in. He didn't want some fake experience because he really didn't care so when he tells her to speak her mind she becomes the most infuriating and sarcastic woman he's ever met, putting him in his place on many occasions much to his amusement. For once in his life he feels a fierce protectiveness for someone other than for the men he served with but she wants nothing to do with that, to her he's a client and nothing else.

Middle aged, James decides to take a chance on a BDSM style relationship with a women named Leila. She's very young and doesnt fully understand alot about bondage so he teaches her whilst she is he's submissive. She starts to fall in love with him, but will it last?

"You said you would do anything I said, so jump." I jumped up wrapping my legs around his waist, holding onto his shoulders for support. "I'm going to make love to you, would you like that Juliet?" I couldn't help but moan at the hoarseness of his voice. New in town, Juliet thought finding a job would be hard but when she bumps into Thomas she's quickly thrown into a new environment, she becomes the new secretary of a brute of a boss. This office is full of new relationships. Will she survive in this new environment? Who will she fall for the gentleman or the brute?

[SAMPLE] Reed frowned, his eyes filled with confusion when he saw that Lena seemed to be fine. "I heard a scream," he announced stiffly, standing awkwardly over Lena's bed. Beneath the sheets, Lena was torn between renewed arousal and slight mortification. Embarrassment won. "Everything's fine," she muttered, trying to discreetly disengage the battery-operated toy from between her thighs. It was a thick phallus, way too thick to silently exit her wet pússy, but finally, finally, it popped out. "But you screamed." "Because I came, Reed." His bewilderment only grew. "Came where?" And that was when Lena knew that even after what had happened between them last night, Reed was still like a newborn, an innocent. He might have been the most intelligent guy she knew but in many ways, he was still the boy he'd been before the accident that had marred his life. So she heaved out a sigh, clamping her thighs together when she felt his gaze scorch her damp skin. "I had an orgasm, Reed." She calmly spelled it out, wondering if she should mention that it was his cock she'd been imagining inside her. Now that she knew what he was packing, it was impossible to get the image out of her head - not that she was trying. Reed swallowed, a blush creeping up his neck. Lena was instantly turned on by that blush, by his obvious discomfort and arousal. So she did the most natural thing that came to her. She pulled her sheets away.

[This is a spin-off of The DILF but can be read as a stand-alone] [The story you are about to read is intended for readers age 18+ due to its sexual content and language. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion.] There was nothing Ophelia wanted better than to gouge Nikolai's long-lashed, consuming blue eyes out with a butter knife and mail them to the rest of the Alvonich family. Too bad they were in a very public, very esteemed place - Mikhail's wedding. "You don't think I'll press the button?" Nikolai's breath was warm and teasing in her ear. Ophelia had no idea what possessed her to take up his challenge of a vibrating thong, except that it was too late to back out now. She turned to glance at the infuriating man beside her. "Honestly, I don't care. It won't affect me." "Sweet Ophelia," he whispered, surprising her by flicking his tongue into her ear. Jumping, she glared at him, ignoring the important guests at her table, her father included. Before she could curse at Nikolai, he pressed the button, the swearwords turning to soft moans under her breath. Gripping the edge of the table, Ophelia felt the attack on her cl!t like a burn to her skin. Her father shot her a concerned look from across the table and Nikolai's voice was again in her ear. "Before the end of the night, Ophelia, we will f**k," he promised, releasing his finger from the remote control. "Only this time, it will be my name you scream."

[Edited Version] “You ever think about letting your hair loose?” Ashton asked, his breath kissing Amor’s neck as they waltzed. “My hair’s fine,” Amor snapped in annoyance. Ashton chuckled. “That’s not what I meant.” His hands slowly hiked up the hem of her dress and her breath caught. “What are you doing?” She uneasily glanced around at the dancing couples. “Giving a new meaning to dirty dancing,” he replied quietly. And he entered her. [Cover by @zarawhite]