Naomi Brown is high school graduate. When she volunteers at her high school, she ends up falling for a teacher, who's married. She might just get her way though, and once the ride begins, it's going to take a hell of a lot to stop.

A collection of sexy One-Shots. Everyone has them. A character who you wish ended up with another on a show or series, a movie in which you just fangirl over the main character, or an actor whose bones you'd jump if you ever got the chance. These are a series of short stories and one-shots that (hopefully) live up to all those expectations.

❀ FEATURED ON WATTPAD'S EDITORS' PICKS LIST ❀ [The Closer is intended for readers with an appetite for the dark and sexy. Read at your own discretion.] "What about that no fucking colleagues policy, huh? The one you so haughtily rubbed in my face?" The way to wound my heart is through my pride. The bastard knew that. But the look in Hans' eyes told me this wasn't a game to get me all riled up. "If your office ethics involve you getting into Tim's pants, then why don't I get to play too?" His hands flew down to my legs, tickling the bare skin on my legs and shocking me into stillness when I felt him pull up the corners of my dress till they were bunched up at my waist. "You can't," I breathlessly whispered as he forced my legs apart. One hand sauntered up to my neck, resting at my collarbone while the other snaked between my legs, parting my thighs until he had all of me resting at the tip of his fingers. "Is this cause of him," he growled, his finger dipping into my heat just slightly, circling the entrance, "or me?" He sounded so needing, so deprived. It turned me on knowing that I was the one making him feel this way, that despite being the one thrown up against a wall, I had the ultimate power over this man. "It's...It's you." I gulped and met his eyes. "It's all you." ● What happens when an unstoppable, hard-hitting business woman meets an unmovable, chauvinist, and utterly exhausting heir to a multi-million empire? Disaster, of course. For Tris, Hans Castellan proves to be more than a challenge of the heart and of the body. For Hans, Tris Henderson turns out to be a woman worth fighting for, despite a rocky start and more than a few broken hearts. Then again, no one said closing this deal would be easy. ● © Beatrice Manuel, All Rights Reserved

MATURE - EROTIC Amelia had a cliché love for her best friend, a love that you read so much about in other romance novels. The difference though? One journey changed her cliché feelings to an accidental passion of lust and temptations. Their story isn't based on puppy love but pure, primal sex drive between two best friends who come together accidentally on their journey. Was it love or just lust between both who continue to find themselves entwined with each other? Unlike the cliché stories; he wants her. He wants her on him every chance he can get. What will happen when it's time to go home, if their sexual relationship can survive until then? A mature book, based on Bumpy Ride; from the authors one-shot collection. Cover by @Sweetblast

Mature readers only, 18+. These are one shot stories/short stories.

#22 Romance on 18/02/2016 He watched her with hawk like eyes and she shivered in both fear and excitement. This was wrong on so many levels but it was tempting. She couldn't stop herself. "Come on Veronica. It's just me. Remove your shirt." He ordered in that low, masculine tone of his. Shyly, she raised her arms up and pulled the shirt slowly up her skin. She heard him groan and that made hot waves of pleasure run throughout her body and then finally in between her legs, making her clench her thighs tighter. --} Updated dailly *Content Warning : Adult content! Lots of &mut! Stop right here if you don't read that stuff!* Copyright © FastAndDeep 2016 All Rights Reserved. Cover by @BrainNemesis

Aceso has always been sheltered by her pack ever since she was a little girl. Never being allowed to leave for school field trips, and always kept on a tight leash. Little does she know that when she turned of age the malicious secrets of her pack come out to play... Xavier Campbell has never had it easy in life. In a community where your life partner means the absolute world to you, he's draw the short straw. They tell all wolves if they've yet to find their life partner by the age of 20, you'll die alone. After tragedy hits and his pack is almost wiped completely out, he goes Wild at the age of 22 to deal with the pain he's been dealt. Little does he know that the annual Mate's Ball will bring him his first shred of hope... ***WARNING!!! 18+ THIS STORY WILL CONTAIN UNCENSORED CURSING AS WELL AS GRAPHIC SCENES. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!*** - Cover done by Itsjennab

"Look at me, Becca." His growl made me open my eyes and roll my head towards his. "Do not cum until I tell you to." Somehow, I was able to whisper, "Yes, Sir." He kept fucking me relentlessly; I swore the jacuzzi water was going to grow cold. But just when I thought it would never end-that I would lose the edge-I heard him say those four blessed words. "Cum for me, now." And I did. I screamed. I thrashed. He continued to thrust into me from beneath me until I felt his rumble of a cry as he found release as well. We slipped off the seat and sunk deeper into the water. His arms surrounded me, holding me against him as the warmth of the water enveloped my chilled body.

Carlos Larves, he was the king of romancing (well in his head, he was). He knew how to trigger your self-control and he relished on your discomfort. He gave pleasure, the right amount of passion and if necessary there'd be just an ounce of pain. Carlos, he called himself the inducer. And for him Tori was simple. He wanted her beyond compare that no one else would understand because she wasn't just one of his usual conquests but so much more. She was different and he wanted her to feel what he could do before anything else. Tori Battes, she was a simple college student living in California who came from a small town in Tennessee. She needed a work when she decided she wanted to go on her own and when she finally got a work as a housekeeper, she didn't know she would be in the house of this so called "inducer" with a twist of an oblivious past history. There was a secret behind Carlos that she didn't even know to begin with, it was something she would have to find out but not until Carlos fucked with her mental stability first. Let's journey with them. NB: this story is intended for audiences 18+ years or older, but if you think this story would stimulate you, go ahead.

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.