[18+ only] "Eric, Did you sleep with her ?" I knew his answer nonetheless I waited for his reply. I knew it would break me and shatter me into pieces but I prayed to hear a negative answer when I very well knew what I was expecting was next to impossible. "YES" He replied nonchalantly. His hair looked messy from how many times she would have raked her fingers through it. His naked tattooed back had visible red marks of her nails which only broke my heart into million peices. ********************** He was the wildest dream, She was a dreamer. He was the bright sunshine, She was even darker than a shadow on new moon night. He was hot tornado, she was cool sea breeze. He was the dew on new morning leaves, She was a wilting flower. He was a rising morning, She was a dark night giving in to light. He was never ending tranquil sky, She was a dry desolate land. Little did she know 'Dawn' and 'Horizon' moulded them together to form a captivating illusional beauty. He had scars, she was his cure. He had a wounded heart that never healed. She was a disgrace, that's what she was told. She had her secrets cremented at the back of her soul. She had her past. She was a venom in a silver bowl. She drew all the colors from his life as soon as she stepped in. His easy going life became a living hell. A HEATED LOVETRIANGE complicating three lives in a long run. A HEARTBREAKING STORY of ERIC CULLEN ❤️ VIONA WAFFLES

[COMPLETED][UNEDITED] The moment Isabella laid her eyes on Alex while walking down the aisle she whispered, "Zachary!" But Zachary left her ten years ago without any notice. She carried his child for nine months and raised him with good values. Alex, who was standing at the altar was lost in his own thoughts. He didn't even care to look at his soon to be bride. He thought about his one and only love and how he used to sing serenade below her window sill. His heart felt heavy. Isabella walked closer to him. He looked so much like Zachary. But both of them possessed different personalities, she thought. Were Zachary and Alex same person ? What will happen when Alex will fall for Isabella? Was Isabella his lost love ? Fall in love with the ultimate lovestory of Isabella and Alex with much twist and turns and mystery. Lets read and find out. cover credit : @RehaJacob

[18+ audience] "Be mine." "F-for how long ?" I stuttered asking him bluntly. "Forever!" He mumbled and pecked my forehead sending me to cloud nine. I couldn't digest the fact that THE AORAN COLLINS, my one and only love, the guy whom I admired since I entered puberty was saying all this to me. To be his? How could I be his when he was never mine? A stream of tears ran down my cheeks making me physically and emotionally weak. I was drained. Why?? BECAUSE HE IS FREAKING MARRIED. ****If you click on this story. Be ready for humour as well as for tears. Get your napkin box ready. Its a mysterious book soaked in sadness and grief.**** [The book has not been proofread. Read at own risk. It has many typos, grammatical errors and yes SEX SCENES.] ******** Fall in love with a hot sweet romantic lovestory of AORAN COLLINS and ERIN WILLIAMS. *Previously named BILLIONAIRE AND THE THREAD GIRL*

"I hope you do realize that I am old enough to be your father." ~ Aoran Collins, a business tycoon, lost his fiancee nineteen years ago. His only motive of living is his daughter who is the constant reminder of his dead love. In the quest of making money and raising his daughter well, he forgot himself. He believed he couldn't fall for anyone else until a young woman walks into his office, trying to get into his pants and challenging his ethics. ONLY FOR HIM *Story of AORAN and URSULA* Sequal to "His Thread Girl"

"He fulfilled her deepest desires." On a journey to fulfill the desires spewing inside her, Abigail Bennett finds herself at an anonymous club that looks more like Greek Heaven than a shabby BDSM establishment. It is the perfect place to meet the Greek God that is Preston Trice. He's ruthless, robust, arrogant, and believes he can walk on water. Most of all he's willing to fulfill all of Abigail's fantasies as long as she gives him total control. Drawn to a life she only read about in books and fantasied about in her dreams, Abigail is taken on a sexual awakening that enlightens her entire being. → | completed | → | highest ranking #1 in general fiction | Copyright © 2018 by paudickson. All Rights Reserved. Collared is completed and available on AMAZON for purchase as an ebook or FREE with Kindle Unlimited. You can head over to my profile for the link.

*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 Version ● Alternate Ending] "Colin? I feel so awful lying to you so I have to tell you what happened..today," Frankie blurted out, nervously cracking her knuckles as she stared at her boyfriend from one side of the living room. Colin's bright blue eyes danced. "What is it, sweetheart?" "I...I bumped into my ex-husband in the elevator today." "And?" Frankie exhaled. "And we had sex. In the elevator." There was an interminable silence before Colin smiled. "We'll work through this, honey. Don't worry." "Work through this?" she spluttered in disbelief. "How? How can we, when all I want is for him to do it again? And again, and again, and again, and..." She trailed off, sighing. It pained her to see Colin's hurt expression, but then again, it pained her to know that Konstantin had made her climax in that elevator more times than Colin had in their whole relationship... *cover by @hartlings*

[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]

[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."

*WARNING! This story contains mature content.* When her boyfriend cheats on her, Rory Warren moves to a new flat. She gets a flatmate who becomes a very good friend of her. But that flatmate has a very sexy, very charming and very wealthy brother who turns Rory's world upside down. Rory is a weak woman. Braden Campbell makes her even weaker. He's a controlling businessman and a perfect definition of a womanizer. He doesn't do relationships. His past has taught him to be tough, unforgiving and cold. He doesn't have a word 'commitment' in his dictionary. He works hard. He fucks even harder. Rory and Braden make a pact, an arrangement. They want to stick to it, follow their rules. But one can only bear so much before bursting. It's a game of two and the rule is simple: if one of them falls in love, it's game over. This is not a story about a perfect relationship. It's a story where a man wants it all and a woman who gives it all to him. Game on, people! Or is it really just a game? Only time will tell. Tick-tock