A collection of short fantasies, all for your pleasure. Ranges from secretly not so nice guys, firemen, and the oh-so-sexy Navy Seals. We all know you're lying if you say you can resist a man in a uniform...

THIS STORY IS GOING TO BE EDITED! IF YOU HAVE ALL READY READ THIS STORY I SUGGEST YOU JUST ARCHIVE IT BECAUSE I WILL CHANGE LOTS OF THINGS IN IT! ALSO I WANT TO RE-WRITE IT ALL THEN POST IT! *Warning Mature Content* For mature audiences only!* Charlie is a shy, quiet, sweet, and innocent girl. Until she comes across these dreams that involve werewolves. She doesn't know what they mean so she goes to tell her mother how strange it was. They only just started one month ago and she got a little curious. Her mother just told her that it is probably just something in the back of her head and that everything will be fine. Yet right when she comes home from her last day of school Charlie's mom tells her that they are moving to Crescent, a small town in Rhode Island next to a beach. It is very small and no one has ever heard of it before. As she moves there her mother tells Charlie shocking news that she is a werewolf and now has to learn her new ways around life. As all this hits her like a ton of bricks she is sitting in her new favorite café she found in her new town and finds her mate, Ryder, which just so happens to be a possessive, controlling, and very easily angered Alpha. She can't stay away from him and he refuses to let her go. Charlie is now in a position where she can't control herself around him. Just by his touch she melts and feels weak. And Ryder is taking full advantage! He loves the way she obeys his every word and is so submissive to him, but she can't help it. Charlie is blinded by love and lust just as much as Ryder is. And they can't keep there hands off of each other. Charlie is so confused about these new feelings that she has never felt before. She has very naughty thoughts about her mate and wants him to do very bad things to her and she doesn't understand.... Read to figure out what happens between the two lovely couple Charlie and Ryder. And figure out their sexy, lustful, and romantic story along the way ;

dove is as innocent as a new born kitten with more of a bit. Well she's a werelion and lets just say she is ignorant of what it mean to be attracted to some one your meant to be with. She has no idea why she 's craving the one guy she hates. Demon Demon is a soon to be pride king and dove is his mate. He plans on torturing her for all the times she "teased him with her body". So his plan is to make her beg him to take her good and hard. But will his plan back fire after she finds out they are mates? Or will she just reject him for holding that secret from her for so many years? Oh yeah did I mention that if he gets rejected from her then he will die? some chapter are meant for 18 and over. I will tell you if they are going to get naughty. But fair warning some characters thought are more perverted then others.

[Edited Version ● Alternate Ending] "I will savour every part of your body; every nook and every cranny. I will make you feel like my last meal. And I will do it with your husband in the next room." Sofia's breathing became ragged. She held the stupid cookbook to her chest like a lifesaver, but she couldn't stop her heart bashing against it. And Vaughn? His hand had somehow slipped up the hem of her dress... (Cover by @ilovepizaaaa)

"Tóso ómorfi," someone almost growled behind me. My heart jolted with shock in my chest as I shrieked and whirled around. An imposing man stood before me, his almost-black eyes full of desire. The sleek tuxedo he was wearing fitted the broad expanse of his torso like a second skin. His sun kissed complexion was without flaw and a shadow crept across the shape of his clean shaven jawline. I could smell the bittersweet musk of his aftershave from where I was standing. He was the human vessel of Adonis. In less than two steps, he had strode forwards until he was right in front of my face. I could not breathe. The air was as heavy as lead in my lungs. A second passed. He paused-I allowed the moment I had to recoil from him to dissipate around us-and he gripped my chin hard and pushed his mouth fiercely over mine. I was paralyzed and my mind raced. Why was he in the women's toilets? Frances Hayward is a journalist known for her ice queen demeanour-despite her popular articles discussing the do's and don'ts of romance as alter ego Valerie D'Voire. She is also cursed with the burden of keeping her emotions in check after an accident in her past. Ensuring her dormant state is natural for Frances, but tensions run high and remaining in control proves difficult when she meets Greek bachelor Mr Krieos.

[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 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...