~~~Completed! ~~~ "Oh Hi. I'm Veera and I'm going to be your wife! Surpriiiiiiiiise!" When fate decides to play a huge hand in one's life, what do you do? Oh that's right. You effing play along! This latest twist in Veera's life is a little different from everything in her past, though. She was getting hitched to a stranger. A brooding, drool worthy billionaire, no less. Why, you would ask. Because! Well, meet Her. The sassy, hilariously sarcastic, sometimes stupid, mostly foot in the mouth Veera Hudson. Her penchant for 'It seemed like a good idea at the time' moments, coupled by her obsession with all things neon and her non existent comeback skills will make your day. Oh. And meet Him. Vidyut Rathore. Twenty eight. Chairman of the Rathore Industries. Powerful. Serious. Divinely handsome. Smells like heaven . Need i say more? Do they love? Do they hate? Do two halves make a whole? WARNING : Strong language everywhere. Probably every other word. P.S. Veera means the brave Vidyut means lightning Also, both Veera and Vidyut are half indians. By the way, here's a virtual kiss for trying out my story!

“Is this what you want?” “Yes.” “How hard?” “Until it hurts.” FORCE MAJEURE Force Majeure takes us on a lustful journey of near obsession, past the normal niceties of sex and romance. We are treated with a tiny intense glimpse into the mind of Jefferson Rainier. A mind both intricate and simple. He knows the rules, but doesn't always seek to understand them. He's a sexual savant, but his day job working in a tech field never earns him a second glance. With a little help from Alex and Dahlia, he's noticed for the first time by the woman who occupies his mind relentlessly. Evan Monroe is looking for more in her life, but is unconvinced there is such a thing. She is bored, and unnecessarily jaded. But, she'll try anything once; twice if you begged. She is charmed by Jeff's smile, and entranced by his quirks that most everyone else in his life has refused to accept. Jeff is a force and she is more than happy to be consumed. Force Majeure tries to define love, but by the end you will learn that it is only the tip of the iceberg.

Will stay up in full until June 21, 2014. Warning: This book has adult themes. Explicit sex of several varieties, consensual and not, and unfathomable neglect. Sometimes simultaneously. He loves her. He wants to make that clear. He will love her until the sun swallows the Earth or burns out entirely. He is very patient. He only wants to keep her safe. Even from herself. Especially from herself. Because he knows what is best for her. Because he loves her. Ancient Hunger is an erotic urban fantasy soaked in the blood of a southern gothic romance.

I will publish one chapter a week until done. Chapter 2 will be March 20. My name is Shula. Today is my wedding day. Today is the day I die. If only it were that easy... Through Fate, God, or Luck, I belong to Jared now. I'm thankful that he's kind to me. I'm thankful that I've escaped the demon, my would-be husband. My cruel captor. The demon is Jared's father. He's the pillar of our community. My mother died to protect me from him. There are old secrets, leading to newer mysteries. I may never know them. I may never want to know them. But Jared would save me from the grasp of the river Lethe, should those secrets be too horrible. I think Jared would die for me. Having something to live for frightens me. Death has an end. I want to live with uncertainty as long as Jared is mine. Even with a demon loose. Because I didn't know before. I didn't know I would crave such depravity. I didn't know I could be absolutely ruined with lust. It could only be a sin. I'm certain I'm not meant to use my mouth like that. I'm certain that a man isn't meant to be brought to his knees for it. I will continue to sin. Jared gives me strength. His desire and trust give me purpose. His love gives me the will to fight. There's a storm brewing. I can feel it. I'll be ready. I'm done with fear.

“I wonder if I should take you apart slowly, bit by bit...” MORPHOSES Morphoses is a story of transitions. Miranda Marchand, manager and proprietor to Club Dishabille, has a bit of a secret. She's not ashamed, but she'd rather not have to explain herself to men she might bring to her bed. A chance meeting in a secluded hallway with one Nicholas Jones, ex-husband of Dahlia Warwick, exposes her turgid secret. It transformed her opinion about future possibilities. She wants Nick. She wants to see how far she can push him. She wants him on his knees... Nick can't get enough of her. While he indulges Miranda, he has his own transformation that takes him kicking and screaming into a functioning sexual relationship, and he learns to let go of deeply held guilt from his previous marriage. Morphoses is an epicurean adventure for those who are ready for a bit more than just a spanking and some erotically hot kink.

Will be Rated-R in future chapters. For a more sensual Club Dishabille experience: http://ardenaoide.tumblr.com/ “How much do you think you can take?” CLUB DISHABILLE Dishabille – The state of being only partly or scantily clothed. It's the perfect name for Miranda Marchand's nightclub. For her brother, Alexander Marchand, it is the perfect place to find women who can fulfill his every desire. While his kinks aren't uncommon, his affections run too fast and too deep for the cautious and aloof. He has given up on finding the one who can embrace his impulsiveness. For Dahlia Warwick, Club Dishabille is the gateway to a sensuous new world. A world she craves. Dahlia meets with Miranda with a seemingly simple task: To help her find a man who would be patient enough to guide her through her submissive fantasies, but not dismiss her fears. Miranda knows that Dahlia is not one for play that doesn't involve her heart, and she knows only one man who could guide and teach her, to worship and to love her. It's a rapid awakening for both Alex and Dahlia, quickly laying trust and intimacy on the table. Club Dishabille spanks the genre of romance and gives the readers the hearts and flowers they love and only the palest of pink bottoms. It is an erotic tale for those who aren't looking for Cinderella or Prince Charming. It is a feast for those who want it a little bit...rougher.

Everything we overcame would be for nothing. The pain we endure would be for nothing and you know it... Just stay with me, cause you're all I need. Through it all you're the only one keeping me from letting go. If I lose you, I'll lose myself...

Amora's life has never been easy but she never complained. Although it was only her mother and her that was all she ever needed to be happy and contented. When she lost the one person who has ever loved her her world seemed to have crumbled from beneath her feet. That is until one night of pleasure with a dark mysterious but sexy man changed her life forever. **Sexual content ⚠️Being edited ⚠️ ✨Highest Rank #6 in chicklit

November has had one heck of a life from psychotic ex boyfriends to backstabbing class mates, she thought she's never make it out, that was until her family decided to move to Palms Spring, home to the hot beaches and even hotter boys. Maybe, just maybe she can finally live out her dream life, let's just hope her past doesn't catch up to her.