"Never underestimate the power of a decent vocabulary." • • • Imagine if you could hear everything your neighbor did on the other side of the wall. Cook - clean - masturbate? Detective Russell Crane quickly deducts that the wall in his new apartment is surprisingly thin. And that his female neighbor has a fondness of vibrators. How much would you listen to? And more importantly; How would you react if you heard your neighbor moan your name after having just met her once?

Out with the old, in with the new... After sorting out their issues, the story of Vincent Milano and Cheyenne Copeland continues four years later when a provocative new arrival causes problems in their relationship. - - - "Come on, Cheyenne, you know he can't touch you like I can," he growled in my ear before he grazed his knuckles along my side. I fidgeted as his strong arm kept me locked tightly against him. I couldn't move without him allowing me to. "Grandpa's lost his touch," he snickered at his own comment, "but I haven't." I could hear the smirk in his voice as he invaded my panties and tortured me with his digits. I tried to fight the noises that came out of me, but my body betrayed me. (The Sequel to The Older Man) (This story is not edited yet. There will be typos and errors.)

Madelyn Waters, eighteen, is not your typical high schooler. With a secret manipulative ability, as well as being charismatic and extremely promiscuous, she finds herself lost in a never-ending infatuation with older men. All of that stays in tact until her eyes fall upon a man with a daughter near her age, one in which she befriends to get closer to her main goal. She is willing to test her morals to no extent in order to have this man, while unintentionally discovering that buried deep within her soul is a girl who simply wants to be loved. She learns of love, rejection, and most of all, she discovers herself, while also igniting an illicit affair.

[Edited Version] “You ever think about letting your hair loose?” Ashton asked, his breath kissing Amor’s neck as they waltzed. “My hair’s fine,” Amor snapped in annoyance. Ashton chuckled. “That’s not what I meant.” His hands slowly hiked up the hem of her dress and her breath caught. “What are you doing?” She uneasily glanced around at the dancing couples. “Giving a new meaning to dirty dancing,” he replied quietly. And he entered her. [Cover by @zarawhite]

Fantasies. Only for freaks out there. Restricted to 18 or 21 in some countries! Adult fiction. A short story of how a girl fell in love with her best friend.

BOOK ONE OF THE STAR-CROSSED SERIES. Available on Amazon and FREE on Kindle Unlimited! Breaking the rules is never without consequence. And that's what Dominic Reed was to me. A devastating consequence. It seemed harmless when we met. He needed a nanny, and I needed a job. Badly. I was the only thing keeping food on the table and lights on in our not-so-happily-ever-after home. Dad had split, and Mom was always blitzed out to forget he was gone, and I was all my little sister had left. I thought working for Dominic Reed would be easy. I thought very wrong. It was the exact opposite of easy. In fact, it was impossible when he was my boss and I was his employee, and fate decided it didn't care about professionalism or boundaries. It didn't care that I was ten years younger. It didn't care that I'd built the entire foundation of my adult life on the fact that love was poison and men were the devil. And it certainly didn't care about the wedding band around Dominic's finger either. No matter how off limits he was to me or how wild and rebellious I was to him, our chemistry was heroin, and it demanded our submission despite how hard we scrambled to stop it. And I needed to stop it, because it wasn't just my heart in jeopardy if I fell in love with Dominic Reed. Apparently, it was my life.

This is book two in the taboo series: The Brats Blurb: Jay is the hot neighbour that Chrissy couldn't help but fantasize about. Being 18 years old and filled out in the right places she believes that it was time to break her virginity with her hot neighbour, she wanted it to be done before she goes off to college. Thinking of possible ways to get him to notice her and into her bed, nothing seems to work. What's that saying? All good things come to those who wait. Presented with an opportunity to final get her wish, she goes for the win. Clothes are flying, moans rising, feelings are emitted. Things are going good for them both but what happens when it's time for her to go to college? Will they be able to break free the sexual bond that has keep them together or will they fall into submission

~ ONE SHOT CONTEST ENTRY ~ // ADAPTED FROM; FRIDAY AFTERNOONS.

Throwing my first into the punching bag in front of me, I growled out in frustration. Anger contorted my face as my fists continued to fly into the bag. Pain shot through my knuckles as I hadn’t bothered to wrap my hands. I didn’t care. How could I care? All I could think about was the lifeless body of my partner as he lay in a pool of his own blood. It was an image that would be engrained in my mind for the rest of my life. One that would always send a shiver up my spine. One that I could have prevented from happening. After police officer Tyler Andrew’s partner is killed one night while on the job he vows never to become close with another partner. So what happens when the new partner he is assigned isn’t quite what he was expecting?

"So tell me whats a cop doing at a strip club...Or have you come to shut us down?" I ask smirking. "Whats a girl like YOU doing here?" He ask confusing clouding his dark green eyes. "A girl like me?" And he chuckles it wasnt ment to be funny. "A beautiful intelligent-" i cut him off with a laugh.