Gaslight is now published as a Wattpad Book! As a Wattpad reader, you can access both the Original Edition and Books Edition upon purchase. ***** Studious seventeen-year-old Maddie must learn self-defense while trying not to fall for her womanizing trainer. ***** When straight-A student Maddie is forced to move to LA, she plans to keep her head down, grades up, and make it through senior year as unnoticeable as possible. But when she stumbles upon an underground boxing match starring the intriguing Hayden Walker, she sees a chance to protect those she loves from her crazy, abusive father. She offers Hayden money in exchange for self-defense lessons, a dangerous arrangement that just might end up changing the pair of them forever. *If you aren't reading this book on Wattpad, it has been stolen. Please report the website!*

The Restricted version of Read My Lips....IT IS NOT EROTICA in any way. It is just a slightly steamier version of the original, and the version I wanted for this story.

Adelaide is a farm girl who will do anything to save her family farm. When Paxton West comes to foreclose the home he offers Adelaide a deal she couldn't refuse, her for the farm. Will Adelaide lose her heart in The Deal too? © All Rights Reserved. 2013. Cover done by @KellyLM

*A Wattpad Featured Story* In order to solve the mystery surrounding her father's death, eighteen-year-old Naomi Noble is forced to move back to her hometown of Harbor Village. But her arrival creates more questions than answers, not to mention more problems. Encouraged by her deceptively charming grandfather, Naomi is roped into becoming a Leader of the Garou-the oldest Werewolf Pack in existence. Except her newfound status comes with a price, including the attention of a dangerous Vampire with the power to take her life...and her heart. Can she survive long enough to uncover the truth about her father and save her Pack from a Supernatural war? Or will her enemies get the best of her? Hate and love will be her biggest weapons... if they don't consume her first. *An updated version of the 2014 Watty Award Winner *Edited by the fabulous @ValeriBeatrix Seriously, she's amazing! Check out her stories!!! *Cover designed by the wildly talented @aramey In search of a good cover or a good book? Look no further!

[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."

[Edited Version ● Alternate Ending] "Colin? I feel so awful lying to you so I have to tell you what happened..today," Frankie blurted out, nervously cracking her knuckles as she stared at her boyfriend from one side of the living room. Colin's bright blue eyes danced. "What is it, sweetheart?" "I...I bumped into my ex-husband in the elevator today." "And?" Frankie exhaled. "And we had sex. In the elevator." There was an interminable silence before Colin smiled. "We'll work through this, honey. Don't worry." "Work through this?" she spluttered in disbelief. "How? How can we, when all I want is for him to do it again? And again, and again, and again, and..." She trailed off, sighing. It pained her to see Colin's hurt expression, but then again, it pained her to know that Konstantin had made her climax in that elevator more times than Colin had in their whole relationship... *cover by @hartlings*

[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]

Supermodel Mila Belvedere never expected her predictable life of fame, photo shoots, and flashing lights to take such drastic turns. Never would she have guessed that her mother would fall so terribly ill, that her mother's couture line and all its fortune would dangle helplessly above her hands. Now Mila has caught the attention of people willing to do anything to get their hands on her fortune- and her. Sensing the danger, Mila tells her mother whose reaction horribly surprises her. She is adamant on changing her mother's exaggerative decision. A bodyguard? And why does it have to be the dark, alluring, and dangerously handsome Agent Francisco Medina? The line between professional and personal is always just a step away from being crossed... And when they meet, it proves to be the hardest thing they have to fight. As Agent Medina protects his client from those wanting her harmed, she slowly disarms him and he comes to heal her in more ways than one. But they can't forget the reason they're together. He needs to stop the threat. And for New York's best bodyguard... this is the most personal it can get. Copyright 2014 © All Rights Reserved

*This is a FREE book with PAID exclusive chapters* [The Dad I'd Like to F*ck] "You should be careful," Devin said calmly, bending over to scoop Rory into his arms. "This bathtub can get incredibly slippery." "So I noticed," she said dryly. Mortified, she noticed how erect her nipples were. They stabbed the air like tiny knives of arousal and she was positive that Devin had noticed. "I think I can walk now," she said quickly. To her relief, he set her on the ground and reached for her towel. "This is the second time I'm rescuing you," he said, in that quiet way Rory was beginning to recognise as his annoyed tone. "Let's not make it a habit." Rory tightened the towel around herself, wincing from the motion. "I slipped in the tub. Hardly a rescue." A dirty look crossed his face. "I haven't had sex in two years, Rory. Consider yourself rescued..." He turned to leave "...from me." She was speechless. For starters, this had been the longest conversation she'd ever had with Devin Shaw and, secondly, she was positive that he wasn't as crazy as he let everyone believe he was...

Melinda Beaumont is the girl at school who simply doesn't give a damn. The one who doesn't care what people think. With a bold personality and somewhat of a troublemaker, her life is fun and carefree. Just as she likes it. So when the new "oh so hot" teacher walks in through the doors she thinks nothing of it. Sure, the dude is good looking but he's a teacher. A trigonometry one at that. Even the more reason to hate him. But what happens when a string of events bring the two together? Will her tough girl cover shield her from this new feeling she has inside? And most importantly, what will happen when their lives and secrets are threatened by someone who wants to tear them apart? And as for Mr. D' Amato... What will he do about that tempting apple he can't get out of his mind? Copyright 2014 © All Rights Reserved