Who knew that there was a guy that liked to work out at midnight? A hot guy. A hot, naked guy. But above all else, who knew that Gwendolyn Wilmington of all people would be the person to see him first... and not call him out on it? After coming home from a night of partying in the middle of the night, Gwen happens to pass by the exercise room on her way up to her apartment, spotting the previously mentioned guy. But, as she goes to bed that night, she tries to erase him from her mind. She tries to forget she ever saw him in all his glory, but it is to no avail, and she can't get him out of her head! So what does she do? She goes back to take another look. *Mature content* Read only if you can handle it, plox. I don't want to be the reasoning of corrupted innocent minds.

“More! More!” I beg. My body craves this like a drug addict in withdrawal. I try to raise my bare hips to meet him, but the ropes dig into my flesh, rubbing and tearing the skin. “I don’t think you can handle more,” Thomas says. I whimper. “Please, Sir. Please give me more.” “That’s it, baby, beg for me,” he answers in a low voice, his fingers teasing my entrance and making me even wetter. “Please, Sir! Please give it to me!” “How much do you need it?” he draws this out. He slips one finger into me and I moan. He slowly moves it and I try to make him go faster, thrusting my hips to meet his hand. His other arm pins me down, restraining my movements. “How much do you need it?” he repeats, sliding a second finger in. “VERY!” I cry out. A third finger enters and he starts to move them faster. “Tell me how you want me to give it,” he growls. “GIVE IT TO ME ROUGH!” I holler.

After wandering into a dark and alluring club on her 21st birthday, Lillian Carter makes a terrifying and life-altering discovery. Not only are humans not the only beings at the top of the food chain, but there are other supernatural creatures out there, the likes of which she could never dream existed. Suddenly, Lillian finds herself caught between two very different men - a mysterious, brutally handsome werewolf and a dark, intimidatingly beautiful vampire. As she immerses herself in the world of Crave, the supernatural BDSM club... which one of them will claim her? And most of all, what will she do when she finds dark and twisted love along the way?

Nova loves her life. She still mourns the parents she lost at 6, but she is happy living with her grandparents. But her life is tipped upside down when the Fletcher brothers start teaching at her school. One of them looks just like a boy she knew 10 years ago, but he barly looks a couple years older. The brothers instanly recognise Nova as their soul mate and will do whatever it takes to make her thiers. But 16 year old Nova id reluctant to start a relationship with them. Not only are there 2 of them but they are her teachers. But they will not let her go. Their inner beasts won't let them. On top of all this they're vampiers and they crave her blood. Also turns out the brothers aren't the only ones who want Nova and her blood. ____________ [A/N] Just to make this clear; this is NOT a love triangle, the brothers can feel what eachother feel and she is both of their mates. They basically want to share her.

(18 & up) 12 short stories by @KanyeInterruptedMe and @MissusDiscoStick to get you into the festive season. Sit back, relax and fantasize...

[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]

Mina Reynolds has never been in a serious relatinonship, and has always been a one guy type of girl. Now one night she has a steamy wet dream of two guys that happen to be brothers. They are both built to utter perfection, the desire of every womans fantasy. And just so happen to be vampires. Mina thinking nothing of it, ignores her frustration but is shocked to find that the next day the objects of her desire are enrolling into her school. Will Mina be able to keep herself in check around these two hotties or will she willing give herself up to them?

Professionals. Doing unprofessional things ^^ Warning: Rated M for Mature ^^ It contains scenes with adult language, funny violence, horrible sex, disgusting humor, and crackamolees which may not be suitable for younger audiences. Do not proceed if below 18 years of age.

[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."