Set in a modern world where females took over the country and males are forced into slavery once they turn 18. Kam is a very wealthy high school senior who tries her best to be a good person. But the boys at her school are required to wear skirts...and who could resist the temptation? She tries to limit her torment to one male in particular: Demi. The most attractive boy she's every laid eyes on. 6'3 with brown hair, freckles, and the biggest bubble butt she has ever SEEN! She torments him relentlessly until her eighteen birthday when her wealthy family buys him to be her personal sex slave! What's going to happen when their forced to share a room! Forced to share a BED??

PLEASE READ MY BIO! Complete on Dreame and Ao3 Dax Whitlock is bored. He lives a boring life as a CEO of his company, doing the same exact thing day in and day out. He hopes to find something interesting at the popular kink club he owns called The Closet, but finds that there's nobody that can satisfy him the way that he wants. Just as he starts to lose hope in finding something to shake up his life, he meets a new, young boy that may just be what he's been looking for all this time. Noel Grayson is always looking for a challenge. What better way to satisfy his competitive nature than to beat his brother at his own game. BDSM. Changes come when he starts to question if he's in over his head thinking that he could become a perfect sub. Will things come crashing down when he realizes that it's not the game he thought it would be? Note: this book and the book 'Mercy' are a duology but can be read as stand alones Warning: • VERY MATURE THEMES • Mental Illness • Abuse • BDSM (obviously)

Nik clenched his teeth. "It's not a phase, Big Daddy. I've had feelings for you for a long time." Duka blinked at him. What the hell kinda feelings could a lil' teenage boy have for an old fart like me? He had to think quick before this boy fell off the rails. "How 'bout this; come back when you have more hair on your balls and can buy me a drink at the bar." This fifteen-year-old little squirt knew nothing about nothing. He probably read too many of them yaoi books Chaplain likes or watched too many pornos. In six years, he'll realize it was all a phase and want to slap himself silly for being so ridiculous. Nik tilted his head and looked at Duka with narrowed eyes for a few moments. Duka smirked and brought his beer to his lips. That oughta nip it in the bud. Old man-1. Little squirt-0. Nik Straightened up and smiled. "Ok. When the time comes not only will I take you out for a drink but, I'll show you how much hair I've got on my balls afterward." Beer spewed all over the counter and Duka broke into a fit of coughing. Nik's smile widened as he sauntered out of the kitchen. He made sure to smack Duka on the ass on the way past. Duka covered his mouth with his hand and stared wide-eyed at the youth he'd damn near raised. What the actual fuck?

He pressed his forehead to mine, staring into my eyes with his darkened brown enchanting orbs. 'I knew it. I knew you were my mate' Christan's husky voice sent chills through my body. A smirk played on his lips in a knowingly fashion. The last word made my heart skip a beat. Mate. His luscious scent filled me, melting me into him. Christan did nothing but keep his body pressed up at mine, looking straight into my eyes like he could see my soul. I wanted him. Oh God I wanted him so bad. His hand carressed my cheek as he pulled his head back slightly. This was like nothing I had ever felt before, unexplainable. His mere touch was driving me crazy, my thoughts blurred. Mate. He was my mate! I, Jesse Mary-Anne Drake has my mate! Christan Issac Drake.. could my life be better- Drake. My clouded thoughts immediately came clear. Stepbrother. He is also my Stepbrother.

[COMPLETED] --- [EDITED; no longer containing content with Technoblade] Dream, the most popular gay porn star. George, a poor young man who's part time bartender and part time thief. Dropped out of college so he can get a job to pay for the overpriced medical bills for his sick grandma, who's his only family. When George gets fired from his one and only job, Dream offers him a new one. What George wasn't expecting was cameras being pointed at him and Dream, as they made out on a bed. WARNINGS: NSFW / R18 / Mature Content [Read with caution- you have been warned]

Now available on Amazon for a limited time under T. Kierei) Fox has lived most of his life as his namesake, and sees no reason to stop doing so. He doesn't mind hunting the city alleyways for his dinner, nor sleeping beneath trees or on benches. His life is perfect in his own eyes... but perhaps not everyone sees it as what he does.

Lu is a tentacle alien stranded on Earth. He's hiding out in a quiet cove in the Florida keys hoping to be rescued when he observes a pretty human. He knew that humans were adorable, but this one is particularly attractive. He never intended to meet her, only observe. But that all changes when she is attacked and he must intervene to save her. And now that she has met him and hasn't run away screaming, well, he might as well keep her. This is a slow-burn human/alien sci-fi romance. It's intended for adult readers. I am posting this as I write it. Barely edited and rough, to be revised once it's completed. The events of this story take place after Mandy and the Tentacle Monster. You may want to read that one first.

Book 1 of Their Little Human Raven is on a mission to find her sister but crashed. Things get sticky when she meets Arenk & Laro, aliens, on a planet where females are in high demand. They must overcome the barriers of culture and their hearts. *~*~*~*~*~* "I'm not asking for your permission. I'm telling you, open the door," she said, looking into those breathtaking eyes. She has to set the tone now. Humans are nothing to fuck with. He steps closer, hands clasped behind his back. A tight lip smile that made the heat in her cheeks rise. "I do the commanding," his voice stern. "Not with me. Open the fucking door," she said. "That language is not acceptable, little one." Arenk closes the distance between them. He uses his long index to lift her chin, meeting his gaze. "Here, on this planet, we have rules and customs. Naughty girls get put over the knee and receive a sore red bottom," he said. {Sample} *~*~*~*~*~*~* #1 humanxalien (11/12/21) #1 Mature Themes(11/6/20) #1 Daddy Dom (10/4/20) #1 Multiple (9/14/20) #1 Erotcia Stories (12/30/12) #2 Erotic Romance (12/1/20) #2 Reverse Harem (9/20/20) #2 Aliens (11/10/20) #3 Post-apocalyptic (1/8/21) #3 daddies (10/2/20) #3 Sexual Fantasy #4 Captive (10/3/20) #6 Dark Romance (9/29/20)

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"I am so sorry I'm late." My red woolly hair flopped onto my face and I huff, throwing my bag on the chair to put it up. I haven't noticed the prisoner yet as I pull down my black pencil skirt that stuck to my hips a little too tight due to the shrinkage in the washing machine. "This. . . is my therapist?" A deep mocking voice came and I cleared my throat, finally meeting the seemingly Black eyes of Prisoner 409. My breath catches in my throat as a slow smirk grazes his face. The handcuffs remained stuck to his hand as he slowly rubbed his bare chin. "Behave 4-0-9" The prison guard slapped the table before leaving and I was still frozen. "Why wouldn't I? Chocolate just happens to be my favorite flavor."