When twenty-five-year-old nurse, Lorelei Collins suffers a bad breakup, her friends convince her to try out a new dating app. But all of the profiles are boring and discouraging until she matches with Jesse. His profile doesn't include the usual display of muscles and sunsets and pets. His pictures are of masked strangers in leather with sex toys Lorelei did not even know existed. She knows she should be scared, but she has to find out more about this man. Because even though up till now Lorelei has led an ordinary life, something about him feels right. Lorelei embarks on a dark sexual exploration and only time will prove whether Jesse is a waking fantasy or a nightmare. WATTYS 2022 SHORTLISTED

This is a story about a man who fell in love with an older woman. He introduces her to his life, his way of living, his sexual habits and he finds it hard to believe the person he has been looking for is a woman older than him. He has struggled with women in his age group, they didn't understand but this one woman is like a rare diamond. She is everything that he has been looking for but he has a lot of questions. Will his family accept her, what will the community say when they find out. He always had a problem of listening to what people had to say, he always cared about what they think which resulted into him forgetting about himself, forgetting that he also deserves to be happy, he deserves to have someone in his life to love him for him and he knows that this woman loves him beyond what words could describe. The question is, can he grow a thick skin and forget about other people and focus on what he wants. Even though their relationship is seen as an abomination by others, can he stand by her and love her through it all. Can he do what she does and not care about other people except him and her

He swiped my sweat-soaked hair off my neck, resting his lips against my ear. His fiery breaths blew across my earlobe. My body shuddered once again, craving more of him. "You're not the first woman to think she could seduce me into bed because of who I am, what I write. And you won't be the last." He gave a small chuckle, pulling down my dress, so it covered me. "But," he said in a low growl, "so far...... you're my favorite." Breaths poured from my lips at those words. My heart fluttered inside my pounding chest. His favorite, my brain stuck to his words like glue. Clinging to the small hope we'd continue this somewhere else, more than once. We stayed in that position for a moment before his body heat disappeared from my back. He lit a cigarette in front of me, the flash of the lighter illuminating his flushed, sweat-soaked face. I leaned against the brick wall, finding comfort in the coolness against my heated skin. His eyes met mine again. I didn't think I could move from the spot, but he forced me to when he held up a red, lacy thong in between his fingers. My red lacy thong. Fucking panty thief! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Their worlds collided in a heated, passion-filled hook-up behind a bar, bringing their broken pieces together. And now? Mercy finds herself as C.J. Cole's intern. The very Mr. Cole who wrote the most romantic, erotic books she had ever laid eyes on. How could she manage to keep her panties on around him? Or control herself? Hint: she won't. Mature warning.