"Come to sit on my lap again?" • • • It's that time of the year again, and people are all waiting for Santa to come by with their presents. Hazel is living a humdrum life in her small hometown, doing nothing in particular when a certain Santa Claus asks her if she wants to sit on his lap. Brown eyes, chocolate hair and abs carved like stone, Nick is nothing like the traditional Santa you know, yet he still straps on the beard and red suit. In town for just the season, Hazel slowly discovers there's more to Nick Saint than what meets the eye. Peeling back one layer at a time (like a Christmas present) she uncovers what truly lies beneath that red suit of his and finds herself in shock at the result. As the saying goes... Santa smirks because he knows where all the naughty girls live... And he was smirking at Hazel.

"I could nibble at your nose... or at your ear... or at your lips... or..." • • • It's December, and Jack Frost has just come to town. Literally. Summer is one of those people who hates winter. Not just because she was named after the opposite season, but because she hated the cold with a burning passion. But when a stunning man with silver hair, frosty blue eyes and a jovial charm walks into her coffee shop, ordering an iced caramel macchiato with extra ice, she suddenly finds it hard to hate the cold. Especially when (despite his constant cold hands) he always seems to burn her with his touch. Something seems off about him, and Summer is not mistaken. Jack Frost is known for bringing on the cold, but Summer is about to learn that he sure as hell knows how to turn on the heat, too.

"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!

MATURE CONTENT When it came to her job she loved it. Getting wined and dined by rich businessmen who needed a companion, as well as gaining a hefty amount of money in return for her time. She had one rule, no sexual contact with clients. She'll soon come to realize that this rule will be harder than originally thought upon meeting her new client; the brooding dom that wanted nothing more than to tie her up and bend her to his will. * "I am an escort, not a prostitute!" She smacked his hand away from where it was placed on her upper thigh. He smirked, he loved the way her eyes widened and her mouth parted every time he grazed her skin. He enjoyed teasing her, to see how far he could tempt her before she gave in. So far, she had been the most unwilling woman he had met, making him want her even more. "I know what you are, gattina." His voice was low as he watched the blood rush to her cheeks. "I do not fuck my clients!" She flustered as she snatched her handbag from the side of her chair with trembling hands before abruptly standing, giving him another view of her tight body. "My time with you ended an hour ago, you're here by your own will. And, I am not paying you," he stated calmly as she stilled. A blush rising along her cheeks. He knew one way or another he'd make her his new sub, and he would cherish the ground she walked on.

"You make me want to keep dancing, even when the music stops." • • • Ever since her father died of a stroke while she was dancing for him, Fiona has been afraid to dance in front of others. She closed up her talent behind locked doors and only dared to dance to the mirror; There was nobody she could hurt when she was alone. So what happens when the mirror suddenly reveals another person that catches her as she's about to lose footage in a pirouette? Someone who dares her to dance with him, to step outside her comfort zone. Life-happy Adam sees a lost but gifted girl, afraid to show her talent. Her life has been standing still for so long, she's turned into a dancer without movement. So what does he make her do? He makes her pirouette.

It started on Wattpad but now is EVERYWHERE! with a published book, a captivating Webcomic on WEBTOON, a published graphic novel, and an upcoming film adaptation by Wattpad WEBTOON studios in Partnership with Stampede. Read, scroll, or watch - Enjoy this romance in any way you like. Stay tuned for film release updates! Basketball star Caleb Lockhart had it all - until a chance encounter with a mysterious woman in red changed everything. For the first time in his life, Caleb wanted something; something he could never have. ***** College heartthrob Caleb Lockhart is the last person a girl like Veronica Strafford should be involved with. Intelligent and ambitious, with good reason to be cynical of the world, Veronica refuses to be the campus player's next conquest, even after a chance encounter sparks an undeniable attraction between them. But with nowhere to stay, and running from recent tragedy, Veronica finds herself leaning on someone else for the first time. Caleb has never wanted something like this before and he's determined to pursue her, even as the secrets of their pasts threaten to break them apart. Book 1 in the Red series

One of the WINNERS of #CosmoFiftyShades! *Please read at your own discretion* This story is intended for readers 18+ due to its sexual content.

gangster ˈɡaŋstə/ noun a member of a gang of violent criminals. † For some reason Marilyn Rhodes manages to catch the eye of Sin Salvatore, the most notorious gang leader of his time. Too bad he already has a girlfriend.

Remember that wherever your heart is, there you will find your treasure - Paulo Coelho. The moment Sapphire laid her eyes on the man again she knew she was doomed. Desperately trying to move on from the man who had previously caused her so much heartache she ran to a man much worse, a man with an obsession who was hell bent on getting what he wanted; her. Her love life doesn't seem too much of a tragedy as she tries to escape the clutches of a man who would stop at nothing to keep her. "You will always be mine, treasure." (Mature Content) Amazing cover by @Sweetblast Rewrite coming soon.

"I want your hot little ass in my house, in my bed for the entire weekend Layla" His house? His bed? Oh God.. Layla Basu and Elliott Wade have been seeing each other for over three years... Seeing? That was the nice way to put it. Every Friday night, the two met at The Gold Room and fucked each other senseless in Elliott's private room. When they were finished, they went on about their lives as if the other didn't exist. They didn't exchange phone numbers or emails. They didn't speak outside of The Gold Room. The Gold Room is an exclusive strip club for members only. Elliott is a member and Layla works as his entertainer. Elliott leaves Layla to go on a business trip and when he comes back, it seems their relationship has changed. It's more intense, more passionate. They both begin to want more. With their emotions finally coming into play, can Layla and Elliott work through the different obstacles suddenly thrown in their path and be together? Or is it just the amazing, mind blowing sex that has them confusing love with lust? Join Layla and Elliott on an adventure of love, lust, and danger. An adventure they'll never forget.