"He'd pay me two grand a month to sleep with me?" "No. He'd pay you two grand a 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘬." ... Maggie is a college student working as a stripper in Las Vegas when a close friend approaches her with a proposition. High-end escorting. Desperate to gain independence and pay off a variety of debts, the offer seems more than tempting. Cut off from her family and their illegally-gained wealth, she decides to make money with the only thing that is truly hers: her body. As she pursues a profession in sex work as a way to regain control of her life, her dark past comes back to haunt her, throwing quite a wrench into her plans. Maggie tries to mask her previous losses with love in its various forms. But what is the reality of finding true love when your job is getting paid to sleep with other people? ... *Frequent explicit sexual content, intended for 18+ audiences ONLY. This story is stand alone. You DO NOT need to read the first story to understand this one, but there will be a major spoiler in the second half. Please remember to vote and comment!

[Leaving Nov 11th] "No, no. I want you to crawl. Hands and knees, Ms. Nielson." . . . Aubrey Nielson gets more than she bargained for when she accepts a position as a tutor for the three children of a wealthy, British businessman. Augustine Montgomery has become closed off after the death of his wife and has grown distant from his children. While attempting to mend the family's relationships, Aubrey finds herself falling into a much more provocative position with the widower. Cover designed by Regina Dionela © 2021 E.M. Wilson, All Rights Reserved

| 18+ | Damian looked so different with his shirt off and a crop in his hand. He felt more real: no longer wearing the mask of the good doctor, he was the Exorcist, the master over my wildest fears, the stones on the shore over which my ocean of madness could crash without fear. He trailed the crop over my throat, down my chest. "Your demons have not been playing nicely," he said, a warning in his tone. Goosebumps prickled up my arms as the smooth leather teased over my navel. "No, sir. They haven't. They don't much like you." He grinned, and it was such a wicked sight that my stomach clenched up with desire. I desperately wanted to feel those teeth, the softness of those lips. Patience was nearly impossible. "I must admit I don't much like them either," he growled. "Turn around. Hands on the wall. Spread your legs." I obeyed, my breath catching in my throat. I felt him lean close, his breath hot on my neck as he left kisses along my hairline. "But they don't own your body, do they, darling? Who owns this body?" "I do, sir." My breathing shuddered. The crop tapped between my thighs. "That's right. And who have you chosen to give your body to?" "To you, sir." × × × 18 year old Samara Garfield is on the run - from her past, from her desires, from the wicked voices in her head. Everything seems to be catching up with her when she meets Damian Hearst, a doctor with perverted desires of his own. With a legion of demonic beings eager to overtake her, the good doctor may indeed be the only one who can save her. But as their dark pasts become ever more entangled and hope for salvation begins to fade, can love grow in the face of death? × Highest Rankings × #1 in Steampunk #1 in Kinky #40 in Horror

Because their story is too interesting to ever have an end. Follow Blake and Lexi through the years!

Heartbroken and lonely, Lola is forced to spend her nights cuddling her cold, squished pillow. With the help of her best friend, Annalise, she finds a service offering the thing she needs most, cuddles. Upon obtaining the service, Lola is in for more than just cuddles.

It's one thing to hook up with Carter Abrams and another for him to actually think you were soulmates. After all, what happens when a bad boy thinks you're good together? Copyright © 2018 by Taylor Collins. All Rights Reserved

What happens when you find yourself tangled up in what could be one of the biggest criminal lawsuits in the nation? Well, you get tangled up with the best lawyer in the country. And maybe, with a little trial and error, you get love as well. Copyright © 2017 by Taylor Collins. All Rights Reserved

Adalaide wasn't planned, nor wanted. She was thrust into her mother's care, yet she knew the truth since she was 7. Now, the man she's called her father found out she isn't his, and chaos ensues. As a result, she now has to live with her biological father and his family in a small, rich little town by the water. In Richbrooke, if you're not rich, you're not allowed. Following a piece of advice, Adalaide decides this is her chance to finally be noticed. Fake it 'til you make it, right? Well, at some point, it's not longer fake, and she's come at the right time to unravel some secrets. COVER BY @melidite Highest ranking: #436

When Rocio's boyfriend invites his best friend on their trip to Ibiza, she thinks nothing of it--until his smoking hot body makes her think again. ***** The summer before her last year of university, Rocio plans a romantic, drama-free vacation to Ibiza with her boyfriend Axel. But nothing goes according to plan when their party of two becomes a party of six, and when Axel invites his best friend Levi--who Rocio has never met--on the trip. Because Levi is everything that Axel isn't: he's charming, flirtatious, and rocks a sexy Australian accent just as easily as a six pack. But as Rocio continues to deny their instant, irresistible connection, she can't help but wonder...what's the worst that could happen if she gave in to temptation? All she has to do is kiss Levi to find out . . . Content/Trigger Warning: contains references to sexual assault. [[word count: 60,000-70,000 words]]

He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing. He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn't swoon over him. "You and me Grey, let's play a game. We'll date and in three months time I promise you will fall for me. When you fall in love with me between that time span, I win. If in any way you were to win I'll give up all the alcohol, cigarettes, and player ways." It was a game I wasn't willing to lose, but all games had accidents and consequences. It takes a broken heart to know how to break a heart.