"Look at you," he said, throwing a strand of brunette hair over the girl's shoulder, "reading that romantic nineteenth century crap." Serena instantly cowered away from the man and fought herself not to look up. "It's twentieth century, and I'm reading this for school." Theo's mouth popped opened to form the perfect O shape. Then out of the blue he asked, "Are you a virgin?" "No," she surprised him by saying. She hadn't even missed a beat. "That's a shame."

Maya has broken up with her cheating boyfriend and lost their baby. Now has a new job and hopes for a new start. She gets drunk on party and wakes up with a total stranger .Will it be a drunken mistake or not?

Injured, terrified, and on the run, Kisa never expected salvation to come wrapped in tattoos, scars, and steel. When she crashes-bloody and unconscious-into the garage of Slater Wylde, a brooding mechanic with a body built for sin, she wakes to more than just safety. She wakes to obsession... Slater is rough. Dangerous. Addictive. Precisely the kind of trouble she should run from, but his touch feels like protection and devotion. With Kisa's past still haunting her, she decides to lie low and enjoy a little bit of pleasure from the hands of a Wylde. There's only one problem: Slater has no intention of letting her go. Sometimes, the deadliest remedy comes with oil-stained hands and a possessive streak that burns through the soul.

He needs a place to live, she needs a baby daddy. Pietro Santangelo and Marguerite White are students at prestigious Columbia University in New York City. She is a fun-loving, free spirit who finds herself in a bit of a familial bind, he is an exchange student with a chronic case of poverty. They concoct a plan that they think will work, not realizing how much changes with two simple words... Pete merely looked at her and opened a box of books. He took some out and began placing them on the shelves, bending and stretching at his task. He had a nice back, broad shoulders and muscles that could be seen clearly under his light blue T-shirt. Daisy watched for a minute, fascinated. "Like what you see?" he asked without turning around. She jumped at the sound of his voice. "Well, you're the only thing in the room that's moving, you know?" she said by way of explanation. He turned around to look at her, books in either hand, a small grin on his face. "Of course, what was I thinking?" he asked rhetorically. "And look. We're both adults here, hm?" He looked carefully at her. "The couch we just brought up here cost fifty dollars at the second-hand store, and has to be at least thirty years old. I don't want to sleep on it, and I don't think you're going to want to sleep on it, either." She shook her head. "So the bed is nice and big," he continued. "I think we can manage, don't you? We can share the bed." He watched her for her reaction. "I give you my word this is not going to be a problem for me. At all. Is this going to be a problem for you?" She looked at him. "Really? At all?" She recovered from the unintentional meaning of his words quickly. "No, it won't be a problem for me, either," she said firmly. "We can share the bed." Content warning: This story contains mature sexual content, and themes of premarital sex and sexual assault.

Badass, untamable, hot and a complete rogue, Zeke Matthews more than lives up to his name. The sports enthusiast loves any kind of adventure, especially with the opposite sex. He's determined never to let any woman change his bad boy image. It's a feat he manages well, until Axelle Knight asks him to pose for her charity beefcake magazine. He agrees, but only if Axelle is willing to get those photos at his cozy mountain cabin. It promises to be one provocative weekend, especially when Zeke discovers that Axelle wants him to teach her the erotic pleasures only a bad boy can know... and as the nights turn very steamy, Zeke finds that sweet, sensual Axelle is the only woman who can tame his wild heart.

"Your late. I meant what I said about on the dot." Devlin says calmly, not looking up from the piles of paper on his desks. Korra nervously fiddles her thumbs. "I-I must have lost track of time." She stutters out. She hated that she stuttered when she was nervous. Devlin slowly looks up at her. His eyes took in her appearance with wide eyes. She was startled by his bewildered look. Did he not like the dress? He said to dress nicely. She thought to herself. In quick movements he was by her side. His lips crashed into hers, hungrily. In one smooth move he picks Korra up in his arms. Her legs wrap around him instinctively. He lead her to wall, slamming her against the cold, hard surface. There tongues dancing inside of one another's mouths. Then in inhuman strength he lifts her up onto his shoulders. His head disappearing under the hem of her red skirt. Meet Korra Knight. Fresh into collage. When she gets a new job. Her boss holds a dark secret. Can she tame the beast within him?

DISCLAIMER: THIS STORY WAS PREVIOUSLY PUBLISHED AS CAPTIVE OF HIS BED. IT WILL BE REWRITTEN UNDER A DIFFERENT PEN NAME WITH A NEW PEN NAME A A DIFFERENT PLOT. When Emilie catches her boyfriend of three years cheating on her, it sets in motion the cataclysm for her to explore her darkest, deepest fantasies. In a realm where lust knows no bounds, Asher Corvington, the Devil of Manhattan and Connor Hill, the Playboy Baron emerge as the enigmatic figures of her sexual awakening. Soon, Emilie finds herself working with Asher to reform his public image after a toxic leak at one of his manufacturing plants leads to a massive environmental disaster. But amidst the glitter and wealth of the upper echelons of Manhattan, where every whispered secret is a currency of power, Emilie is aware that should her plunge into a world of decadent pleasure become public knowledge it could unravel the carefully cultivated "good girl" façade she's worn for years. The two men she shares filthy nights with could be her ruin. A PR princess... A Devil... And a filthy Baron what could go wrong?

Thrown out of an abusive home, Suki pretends to be Devin's girlfriend while she stays with his family. But what happens when pretend feelings become real? ***** With nowhere to go after being thrown out of an abusive home, Suki asks Devin, a complete stranger, if she can stay the night with him. But what was supposed to be a short-term solution quickly turns into an open-ended promise: if Suki pretends to be Devin's girlfriend to ward off his pushy (if loving) mother, then she can live in his spare bedroom until she sorts out her life. But what happens when pretend feelings become real? Will Suki be able to overcome the fear and pain in her past in order to heal and fall in love? [[1st Place, The Rarity Awards, Romance Category]] [[1st Place, Skull Awards, Romance Category]] [[1st Place, The Royalty Awards 2017, Romance Category]] [[1st Place, The Gold Awards 2017, Romance Category]] [[1st Place, The Holo Awards, Romance Category]] [[1st Place, The Z Awards, Romance Category]] [[1st Place, The Purple Awards, Romance Category]] [[word count: 70,000-80,000 words]]