[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]

Fawn Thorne is a newly eighteen years girl from a wealthy family, her life is nothing but a fairytale dream come true. She has her Prince Charming, friends that she can count on and little siblings she adores. She has everything a princess could want. That is until her father's old gambling habits take over and the family fortune lost, in his greed he makes a deal with the devil. Sebastian King is a ruthless businessman that rules the world, being the wealthiest man on the planet he's the most sought out bachelor. Not only know for his good looks, but also his family name. He can have everything he wants with the snap of his fingers, and he's horrible and manipulative, known for his cruel ways. He offers a deal with a desperate man. His oldest daughter in exchange for money.

The moonlight danced across the room as he watched me intently. My fingers shifting between each other with each slow breath I breathe, after that kiss how was I supposed to react. Letting out a breath I steadily walkover towards the door, his gaze burning holes into my back. As I jiggled the knob he pressed me against it, with his rough voice he quietly spoke, "don't...were just getting started." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Megan Lancaster was thrown out of her home from a young age and has spent her life living paycheck to paycheck. Until she meets a dark, brooding man named Levi Arrington, who decides to take her into his company after looking over her employee background from the place he's buying. Megan then finds herself in a lot of different situations and personal struggles she has to over come. Along with the looming mystery of the company, she has to deal with the complicated romance blossoming between her and the boss. Along with a crucial decision she will have to make. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Currently some chapters are under editing as well so sometimes you'll see that some chapter have been republished. They might be a bit different or I added more stuff that follows the basic outline of it. Overall, story line doesn't changed after editing.

[MATURE CONTENT] "What if Josiah sees?" I say to him, looking around for a wanderer that could potentially come over to where we were, and then up at the large, towering windows above us. Despite being obscured mostly by an oversized bush, I couldn't help but feel antsy. And that's not just because of the god beside me. His fingers caress my skin. Slow and oh so experienced. His face is so close to me I swear I can make out every hair sprinkling his face, every shallow line, every imperfection he didn't have. That voice brought me out of my thoughts, making my entire body alert to his every move. "Keep another man's name out of your goddamn mouth when I'm inside you." And with that, he drew back and slammed into me, hard.

"I love being under the spotlight" "Then let me show you off Princessa" - When Apollo, the sexually spoilt teen, meets Stephano, a hot, Spanish young man who helps out in his fathers shop, she falls completely head over heels. Everything seems to be pulling the both of them closer, but her world is turned upside down when an extremely explicit video of her gets put in the wrong pair of hands. They say you can never be shown off enough. - DISCLAIMER CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT (16+) If you are under the age of 16 and are uncomfortable with such material, this may not be the book for you. Readers will not be warned, nor will chapters containing explicit material be marked. THIS BOOK IS A WORK OF FICTION All characters and incidents in the book are from the authors imagination. Resemblance to any real person (dead or alive) or real incident is either entirely coincidental or is being used in a fictitious manner.

MATURE THEMES || SHORT STORY This book was previously entitled 'His Nude Model' in HIGH SCHOOL SMUT. Everyone knows Ross Vasiliev- famous photographer, known not only for his astonishingly gorgeous body and handsome face, but also for his world-recognised photography skills. His interest in photography took him a step further: he decides that there should be more than just taking pictures of places and backgrounds... and taking nude photos might just help him gain even more popularity. Nobody's never heard of Selena Ashworth. Her five million Instagram followers aren't worth mentioning when she's a beautiful award-winning vogue model, well-known for her perfect bust and fleshy ass. What ensues when the two big-shots meet and find they need more than the other party asks for? [NOTE: This is a quick read, therefore things may get fast paced. It is intended to be a short story.] [Achievements] #1 photographer - 30/1/19 #1 photography - 6/2/19 #19 model #22 naked #31 famous #125 sexy #223 short chapters

I do not own the images in this story. What evil lurks in the hearts of most men, or in this case--mythical creatures? Amorous lust, desire, and obsession are what drives these seductively dark mythological beings to possess the reluctant objects of their affections. The human brides they seek belong to them, and only them. They will stop at nothing to make these fair maiden theirs. Even if it means resorting to abduction, seduction, murder, or even disregarding their chosen objects of desire's own free will. Nothing will stop them from claiming the passionate love that they seek. A complication of dark erotic stories of love, desire, passion, obsession, and even horror with supernatural and fantasy elements to fulfill your darkest desires. These seductive monsters are every man's nightmares, and every woman's fantasy. 18 +. Stories may contain trigger Warnings: Nudity Violence Murder Sexual Assault Adult Language

Lucille's life turns upside down when her mother suddenly decides to get married. And to make matters worse, the small girl might be attracted to her new step-brother.

"You need to stop that, Giselle." His warm breath tickled my ear, annoyance and hunger dripping in his low voice. He's saying that but I could feel his hard shaft rubbing against my rear. "Stop what?" I breathed heavily, the pleasant friction between us increasing as I continued gyrating my hips against his crotch. My tight dress was restricting my movements and I was planning on removing it anytime soon. "Stop- stop tempting me, darn it," Seth groaned. I really wanted to turn around and see how his face looked like right now, but the darkness in the alley made it impossible to see anything. But I didn't care. Didn't care that we were hiding from people right now, didn't care we weren't supposed to make any sounds, didn't care that Seth didn't love me back. I just wanted to feel him. To kiss him. To touch him. To make him mine. = = = = = = = Giselle Thompson has a complicated relationship with her landlord, Seth Kingsley; she's in love with him. Sadly, he treats her like his sister, probably because he's best friends with her older brother. He's made a promise with him not to touch Giselle at all; a promise that puts their friendship to a test, and he isn't going to risk it for her... or so he's mentioned repeatedly. Unfortunately, stubborn Giselle isn't the sort to give up on anything- including the object of her affection. What she wants, she gets. Seth is no exception. Even if it means to seduce him, play with his feelings and doing things beyond his imagination... [WARNING: 18+. Contains mature/sexual themes] #2 cohabitation

[MATURE CONTENT] "This is so wrong," I mustered the energy to say. "We shouldn't be doi-" my words faltered as my body almost gave out, unable to bear his intoxicating assault on my neck. "You know you want me," he said, drawing his head back up so I could glare into his eyes. "Stop denying yourself." Whilst one hand stayed firm on my hip, forcing my bum into the wall, the other trailed down my side and cupped my warm heat through my leggings. I bit back a moan. His hand ventured back up and I almost let out an embarrassing whine of protest, until they were pulling my shirt up to rest over my boobs. I almost orgasmed right there at the way he was looking at my bare breasts. "Naughty girl," I just heard him mutter through my fogged mind as he took in the sight of me. He bent down until I could feel the warmth of his breath on my skin, eliciting another round of goosebumps. "It's still w-wrong," I said, but this time I could no longer suppress my moan as he took my nipple into his mouth. If it was so wrong, why did it feel so mind-numblingly right?