His face relaxes and it clicks. I know him! I just saw him naked on Tumblr. "I'm sorry, but are you ... Mickey Vale?" He smiles. "Yes, I am. How do you know that?" ... Penny is a college student working as a maid in a hotel when she accidentally bumps into the celebrity staying in the penthouse suite. Michael Valentino, AKA Mickey Vale, is kind, handsome, and incredibly ... talented. Probably because he's a well-known adult entertainer. Penny has always been a fan, so when presented with an opportunity to experience his skills for herself, she can't say no. In the aftermath of their fling, their friendship turns into romance. But how will she deal with the reality of dating someone whose job is to sleep with other people? ... *Completed, unedited. Frequent explicit sexual content, intended for 18+ audiences ONLY. This is a work of fiction. Any similarities to real persons, places, or events are completely coincidental. Please remember to vote and comment!

Rage is the residential psycho of the club. Tormented by his own demons he lives in pain and agony, a constant state of rage. Everyone knows him as the Hellhound of the Riders of Tyr , known for his cruelty and the joy he gets from causing pain. To others and to himself. Loyal to his King and the club he craves for the liberation death will bring him. Till he meets Iris. Iris has escaped Hell and lives out on the streets till she surprises everyone and becomes a mechanic for the Riders. Afraid of her own shadow, plagued by the terrifying memories she never feels safe. Until she meets Rage.

In a world where vampires feed from other vampires and males dominate females... there is but one precious thing left in their world which every vampire craves... A Mihr. Dohmenic is the Dralan - the King - of all vampires, and survives purely on clean blood; The blood of a Mihr, a virgin. Without a Dralaq, a Queen, he has to feed from Mihrs to ensure the continuation of his pure blood and the claim to the throne. But the times are dire; Mihrs are becoming rarer and rarer each day, and so the Dralan is slowly fading from bloodthirst. He desperately needs a Mihr to feed. Leyla is a Mihr. She is one of the few that is left in the world ruled by hungry, savage male vampires and she intends to stay that way. In hiding from the frenzied males, she ends up in the one place that should have been her only safe haven in the world; The Dralan's castle. Disguising herself as a Kischmir (a servant), she pretends she is but a mere commoner whose blood is not the purest kind in the kingdom. But when the Dralan nearly dies from cruel thirst, her blood is all that can save him. To be a Mihr means you can't be bedded by a male, otherwise your blood will be tainted. But as things grow heated between the Dralan and Leyla, will Dohmenic be able to keep his hands off her? After all, we always want what we can't have...

{ PAPER TRAILS series trailer: https://youtu.be/DBeYXI6i2IQ } Is all the money in the world worth it in the end? It is when you're a whore.

Dr. Jennifer Parks, a third year family medicine resident in Salt Lake City, Utah isn't expecting to meet anyone at work - after all, doctors and patients aren't supposed to fraternize, right? Andrew Robertson has just moved to Salt Lake to join an architectural firm and had no intention of winding up in the ER. What starts as an uncomfortable situation turns into a flirtation and so much more... Mature audiences only. This book contains explicit language, graphic sexual content and several uncomfortable medical scenarios, so read at your own risk!!!

for the guy i see every so often but i'm too shy to talk to

Just my thoughts :) - cover made by @maemaew1500

No, this isn't a story about a girl who is madly in love with her bestfriend but he(ha ha) is getting married to someone else while she sits there and sulks about how much she would love to jam to some Taylor Swift and stay depressed for the rest of her life. Actually, this is a story about a girl who has to plan her bestfriend's wedding, who is a girl (much to your dismay). The catch? Well, the groom's bestfriend isn't the most tolerable person to be around. With his ego the size of Russia and a brain filled with sexual innuendos; he's the poster child for arrogance. How hard can it be to go through the wedding without wanting to rip each other's head off and feed it to sharks? Especially since the two seem to be warming up to each other slowly but surely. I mean, you're the bestfriend- you have to compromise and make sure that he/ she has a memorable wedding. Well, they're in luck because this will be one hell of a wedding.

[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)

[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]