Poems for my moods.

A series of erotic short stories that will hopefully quench the thirst. Warning: book is rated 18+ The side effects include: flushed cheeks, rise in body temperature, rapid blinking, and wetness! Beautiful cover by @SweetBlast

Poems by yours truly

I wanted a baby. I really, wanted to have a baby... It wasn't an option of wanted one right now, given my super-hot boyfriend already knocked me up... I was going to have a baby. I just had to tell him... Need to tell him. Enter the problem. My stepdaughter. I loved her. She hated me. Absolutely normal. She was daddy's little angel and could do no wrong in his eyes. She didn't want a sibling... Like she had a say in it. Back to my super-hot builder boyfriend, more correctly, my super fine baby daddy. I had to drop the B-BOMB. Shouldn't be too hard, right? Ugh, maybe... We weren't not trying to get pregnant, but we weren't trying either. We were just having a lot of sex. Great. Mind-blowing sex! Legs shaking... kind of sex! I thought he'd be happy about it.. I thought she'd get over it.. I thought maybe after nearly eight years together, he'd put a damn ring on it. You see my point? Tantrums. Fighting. Tears. One hell of a night later, and no one seem to have seen my point.

Corwin Wilde is sort of best friends with Daisy Harrison. Sort of, because he took her virginity. Sort of, because she slept around after. Sort of, because he's absolutely in love with her. This is the story about how Wilde bucked up and well, tried, to move on from his first love. (Previously known as The Art Of Sleeping Together)

in which I'm a thot.

Olivia (Mac)Kenzie ❣️øøā

i guess this is it ya know ?

cause they're just girls breaking hearts