"How long have you worked here?" Logan felt her heart slam against her chest as he approached, closing the distance between them. "A few weeks. I was here... We spoke..." "You're the servant who walked in on me," Nicholas said, his lips curling into a smirk. "Yes, that was me." Logan gasped when his hands wrapped around her wrists. "What are you doing, Mr. Wilder?" "Next time you walk into my room like that, I'll bend you over and show you what a real punishment is." She couldn't breathe. She didn't even dare as he released her then stalked away as if he had not just threatened her.

[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] "I will savour every part of your body; every nook and every cranny. I will make you feel like my last meal. And I will do it with your husband in the next room." Sofia's breathing became ragged. She held the stupid cookbook to her chest like a lifesaver, but she couldn't stop her heart bashing against it. And Vaughn? His hand had somehow slipped up the hem of her dress... (Cover by @ilovepizaaaa)

[Edited Version] "We only read erotica," Fiona said with a straight face. "Come again?" I asked, clutching my copy of Jane Eyre to my chest. I suddenly felt like a girl who'd come to a fancy-dress party dressed as herself. "Oh, come on, Janelle," Fiona smiled, pulling my hand and leading me into the room. The light in the library was dimmed to a dull glow, and then I heard a man's voice reading: "I entered her from behind, squeezing the taut skin of her buttocks and driving myself even deeper, until..." Somewhere in the dark, I heard moans of pleasure and the unmistakable yowl of a climax... [Cover by @headfullofstars]

'The asshole' is back! You first met him in Just Tell Me You Love Me. And now he's back. And so is she, Allyson Cassidy. Adam Murray fell in love with Ally at 19. The summer they spent together was the best summer of his life - until it ended with Ally leaving him heartbroken. "You were fun for the summer. But did you honestly think, I would want to be associated with a poor bastard like you?" The cruelty of her words wounded him deeply and haunted him for the next 10 years. Over the past 10 years he has managed to bring himself out of poverty and become a Billionaire. Now their roles are reversed. She needs money. He has billions. All she has to do is agree to be his mistress. Revenge is sweet. But what if, the love you had 10 years ago never really went away? Can you let go of the past, and trust the person who betrayed you? What if there is a deeper reason to explain why the person you love betrayed you? Find out in His Heart's Mistress. Book 1 in His Heart's Series.

2016 Watty Award Winner for FEROCIOUS reads. Sample only. This book is PUBLISHED! How do you tell yourself not to breathe? He is my mate, and she is his everything. But he chose her, against every single instinct that we both know. For that, I have been whipped, shunned, shamed, disgraced, and broken. All for one moment of madness I could not control. After two years, I left, unable to bear the pain and loneliness anymore. That was then. This is now. I am back, and I am not the juvenile I was. I am now a fully grown female. I feel his eyes on me, but I can't. I won't. I shouldn't. Time has healed my wounds, but not the deep scars the whip seared into my flesh or his indifference to my heart. Each breath is a pain, and his scent overwhelms me. But I can smell her in it. He still will not give her up, despite his own body crawling with a deep, physical desire that only a mate can satisfy. I breathe: I exist; barely. I am a midwife. I bring life into a cruel world that haunts me every day, and the Doctor I work with is the only one in this pack who holds faith in me. He is the one person who stands up for me - and I feel light again when I am with him. What kind of life is this when two mates cannot be together, yet every part of their primal soul yearns for it infinitely? What kind of cruel moon would torture a she-wolf like this? I can't go on, but I must. Whatever happens, I must attend to my purpose and give my miserable life some meaning; perhaps I can snatch some joy in pieces, but now I see that he needs me - but he also wants her too. How do you tell yourself not to breathe?

Dolores Giovanni is just a maid in the King Mansion but what happens when Rafael King finally decides to return from his long trip? Secrets will be discovered. Secrets that were meant to be carried to graves. Secrets and Actions that caused a tragedy in the King Mansion. Will they be able to stand with each other as they unleash the secrets? Read on to find out. ;) This book should not be copied or translated. Do not ask as I will not take any requests. This book will contain scenes with violence and strong language. Also a tinge of sexual content so be warned. ;) The continuation of this book can be found on Radish Fiction. Copyright © 2015. All rights reserved.

Perfectly Broken (We're Just Sex Friends) "AHHH!" I gasped, feeling his manhood suddenly thrust into me. It took me by surprise which pleased Ryan tremendously, his hips moving more brutally. He leaned down, his breath over my lips hesitantly before pulling away, probably remembering the deal. No kissing on the lips. Kissing meant that we had feelings for one another and the guy that was making my body jolt with pleasure was the man I've hated since the first day of school. Instead, he kissed my neck, moving his hips harder at the displeasure of me not being Chelsea who he wanted to kiss. I wanted Alec inside me, closing my eyes imagining it was him kissing my shoulder and pulling me up on him. Instead, it was Ryan. ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ Emma Thorne has been stricken with heartache over her unrequited love for her best friend, Alec Romano, since childhood. So when her bully of nine years, Ryan Brighton, grants her a deal to settle her heartache, she takes a chance on him oblivious to his haunting past and present. Now "Sex Friends" Emma has a way to deal with her heartache and stand by her friends side with ease but how long will it last? Will her "Sex Friendship" be kept a secret? Or will it be revealed in unimaginable ways? Maybe even to the point of sacrificing everything she's known and love by making a deal with the bully who might be as dangerous as death itself... ***Credit for book cover goes to the brilliant Andyrojas143!***