MATURE CONTENT A collection of short stories. The stories are a variety of lengths and a mixture of supernatural and human. Read on Inkitt!

"Fuckbuddy time, eh?" Shelly frowned at Stefan but said nothing. "Yup." He was unashamed of his ongoing friends with benefits status. "You should try dating instead of just fucking. There's that new girl at the resort. Sheila, I think her name is. She's-" "Not my type," Case interjected gruffly. "Get off my back about making me some one-woman man all the time. I don't bother the fuck out of you to have more fun and get out of the house every once in a while. Don't try to force your views on me to settle down." Because if you only knew who I'd want that with, you'd beat me black and blue. Stefan sighed in resignation. Case knew he reprieve would only last a little while, so he moved quickly to the front door before opening it. "Have fun." Shelly's voice stopped him. There was no judgment in it, and it took everything in Caysen not to turn around and say something-anything-back to her. Before the wrong words could fall from his lips, he simply looked askance over his shoulder at her and nodded his head before walking out the door and shutting it behind him.

My life has never been easy to say the least, I've had my troubles and storms all around, never being able to keep my feet on the ground and having my happy ending, but now that two men I haven't seen in forever come crashing back into my life, will I finally get a happy moment in my life or will chaos continue to follow me around?

A married writer begins a passionate and destructive affair with a tortured artist, not knowing he has loved her since they met thirteen years ago. ***** Eloise Airens sat as a model for an art class thirteen years ago, where a damaged young artist, Aidan Foley, fell in love with her. For him, she was everything. For her, he was just a face in the crowd. But thirteen years later, Eloise's marriage is struggling and she ends up at Aidan's latest art show in New York. He's immediately drawn to her as he's never gotten over his obsession, and she's drawn to him because despite his pretentious art, only he can make her feel truly alive. Despite trying to save her marriage and stay true to her values, Eloise can't escape the pull of the talented, brooding, yet tortured Aidan Foley. Will she stay with the world she knows, or risk everything? And more importantly, will she do so before Aidan tells her about their strange past? [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]]

"You are a vixen Helen", he said while kissing my neck. I angled my head to side, to give him better axis. I can't hold him cause my hands are tied back with metal cuffs. He suddenly caught my hair roughly and pulled my head back so he can kiss my from my neck to the valley of my breasts. I moaned as he kissed me. Even though I am his lover. Right now, in this room, I want to be his slave. I bit my lower lips as he pleasured my body. Suddenly he dropped me on the bed and climbed on top of me. He sat on his knees and turned me over, so my back is facing him. Smack! The sound echoed though the room as I felt a sting on my back. I moaned as a slight pain and volt of pleasure ran up my body. "That's for leaving me", he said and turned me over. A/N: The story is inspired by Fifty Shades Of Grey book. But contains changes in the plot. Warning! Contains mature content. BDSM book.

He's undercover. She's under him. All the pieces to Carrie's life were finally falling into place. She had a great career, a handsome fiancé, a house of her own. Everything was perfect until she met sexy, seductive Nick Granger, her fiancé's new coworker. Nick is as intriguing as he is charming, and though Carrie's never cheated once in her life, she finds it nearly impossible to resist him. When a supposed-to-be one-night stand turns into an ongoing affair, Carrie finds herself trapped between marrying the man she thinks she loves and leaving him for the man she can't say no to. But when her fiancé's secrets start to unravel, Carrie discovers he isn't the perfect, faithful man she thought he was. However, Nick has secrets as well. EXCERPT: "Nick," the man said with a flirty smile, taking my hand in his and pressing his lips to the back of my hand, lingering momentarily and then letting go. I felt my face heat up and suddenly wished I'd piled on the foundation so that no one would notice how extreme the blush creeping up my cheeks was. "Nice to meet you," I said quietly, hoping my voice didn't really sound as shaky to everyone else as it did to me. "Likewise," Nick said, keeping his eyes locked on mine. I started to wish I had worn a dress that wasn't so revealing. I loved this dress because it showed off my figure and my cleavage perfectly and made me feel like a model. But under Nick's stare, I felt naked, and by the looks of his smirking expression, he probably wished I was. © 2017 Evergreen Books. All rights reserved. Warning: This novel contains graphic sexual encounters and strong language. Reader discretion advised.

WARNING: CONTAINS MATURE SCENE, INTENDED FOR MATURE ONES ONLY! She's simple. He's the hottest monster of all Italians and probably the world. She's loved by all. He's hated by all Adan's kins. She's ordinary. He's extraordinary. One condition brought them together. ❖❖❖❖ The fate sometimes loves to joke. They were both thrown into the same hole, acquiescently needed each other's hand to get what they both wanted, but fate never fail right? A dark secret unraveled before their eyes, that both whack their invincible world. Will Georgina find what she needed in "A Million-Dollar Strange Deal"? Will Marco stayed invincible against all odds?

| 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

|18+| In one night of drunken, post-breakup passion, Lizbeth manages to hookup with the dominant boy of her dreams. It was supposed to be a one night stand, one and done, never seen again. Until she does see him again, as her professor. Private tutoring sessions never sounded so good. |This is a BDSM-themed, erotic romance. If that and other assorted pervy things do not appeal to you, take this as your warning.| × Highest Rankings × #1 in Breakup #1 in Kink #1 in Passion #1 in Professor #2 in teacherxstudent #32 in Romance