REWRITING IN PROGRESS: Plans to be partially rewritten (it's too cheesy and cliche even for me....the author) Keeping the original copy up here so don't worry, though I will REPLACE this current copy with the new one when I'm done. ------ Throughout my entire childhood Logan Greenwood fascinated me. Even though only a handful of words were exchanged between us over the years, everyday I'd search the crowded hallways for him. A freak snowstorm on our senior trip lands us in a remote cabin all alone. Together, we are forced to acknowledge the attraction that pulls us together. And after nothing is going to be the same. -------------------------- VERY MATURE CONTENT. GRAPHIC SEXUAL SCENES. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. This is a standalone novella in a standalone series. You don't have to read the others to read this baby.

[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."

*This is a FREE book with PAID exclusive chapters* [The Dad I'd Like to F*ck] "You should be careful," Devin said calmly, bending over to scoop Rory into his arms. "This bathtub can get incredibly slippery." "So I noticed," she said dryly. Mortified, she noticed how erect her nipples were. They stabbed the air like tiny knives of arousal and she was positive that Devin had noticed. "I think I can walk now," she said quickly. To her relief, he set her on the ground and reached for her towel. "This is the second time I'm rescuing you," he said, in that quiet way Rory was beginning to recognise as his annoyed tone. "Let's not make it a habit." Rory tightened the towel around herself, wincing from the motion. "I slipped in the tub. Hardly a rescue." A dirty look crossed his face. "I haven't had sex in two years, Rory. Consider yourself rescued..." He turned to leave "...from me." She was speechless. For starters, this had been the longest conversation she'd ever had with Devin Shaw and, secondly, she was positive that he wasn't as crazy as he let everyone believe he was...

[Edited] "You had to be extremely low on cash to wank into a cup for it," Dani sneered, feeling like a vindictive bully in a playground. But Carlo deserved it. She felt the first sharp stab of fear that went through her heart when Carlo looked at her with thunder in his eyes. "What are you going to do now? Kill me?" she continued. Fingering the 9mm in her back pocket, she remembered that she'd never even shot the damn thing, despite her brothers' pleas to teach her. Carlo's shadow blanketed her. "Kill you?" His brow furrowed. "Do you really think that lowly of me, cara? I'm wounded." "Then what the hell do you want?" His face flashed with a look she barely recognised - pure arousal. Even when he reached out and pulled her to him, she could feel it. "I realised that the mother of my child is more of a spitfire than I thought." His lips brushed her earlobe. "Call me a pyromaniac." *cover by @bullethood*

|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

Scarlett Miller is a NYU graduate who just landed her dream job working for CEO Dominic Peters. On a night out Scarlett meets Nic... sexy one night stand or possible boyfriend? This story has mature content and deals with issues people might not enjoy. If you don't like it don't read it. Mature! 18+ *** "As though he is reading my thoughts Nic leans into me across the table. His hand cups my face, his thumb brushes along my bottom lip and then without warning his lips press down on mine. I'm shocked at first but it doesn't take me long to catch up. He bites at my bottom lip and I gasp allowing him to let his tongue explore ever corner. I breathe in his scent. Whatever cologne he is wearing smells expensive although everything about him drips money. He pulls away first and judging by his smirk I don't mask my disappointment well."

HIGHEST RANKING #76 in CHICKLIT (14/07/18) Eddison Jenkins and Luca Morreti have been roommates for two years. Eddison is a smart petite brunette who lives life as a tomboy and Luca is self confessed sex addict. As they enter their Junior year of college the dynamic between the two starts to change. Luca has a different girl every night but what will happen when Eddie brings home a boy? ******** Mature language and content. "Oh my god! You're the girlfriend aren't you?" "I'm the roommate" Eddison says simply. The sound of keys in the front door cause both woman to look towards the door. Eddie knew automatically who it was, "That..." she says as the door swings open, "is the girlfriend" Kate Vanderbeek enters the small Boston townhouse with her designer bag over her shoulder. Eddie was used to Kate by now. "Morning Kate, pancakes?" "No thanks Eddie" Kate looks the blonde up and down before addressing Eddie again, "Don't tell me..." "Yup" Eddie replies popping the 'p' and with that Kate screams at the top of her lungs. "Luca Morreti! Get your arse out here right now!"

HIGHEST RANK: #238 in CHICKLIT (18/7/18) Anastasia Carmichael stumbles across a lost phone. When she tries to return it she meets Marcello Morretti the leader of the Italian Mob. Book 2 in the Morretti Brothers Series.

Francesca and Leo made a pact in their senior year of high school. If neither was married by the age of thirty they would get married. The two had always been best friends. Head cheerleader and the quarterback such a cliche but surprisingly both have always been stuck in the friend zone. Frankie hasn't seen Leo in almost ten years when she gets invited to come and visit him in London. Leo has some surprising news to share.

HIGHEST RANK #459 in ROMANCE (19/12/17). Madison Johnson is a model in New York. One trip in a lift and her life is very different. This story is told in two POV. I hope you like it. ************* Book #1 in my New York Style Series He steps into the lift. "Good Afternoon, Ms Johnson," "Mr Washington" I say acknowledging him. He hands me what looks like a business card. It is a business card. His! "I forgot to give you this earlier," he says. I ask him for a pen and write my number on his hand. The lift clicks open. Fifth floor. "Well this is mine," he says stepping out, "See you Madison." The lift doors shut before opening again on the ground floor. Four cabs stop for me once again. I step into the nearest one just as my phone blares the 'O.C' theme song. I answer it. "Hello, Madison speaking," "What are you doing tonight?"