Lonely and sexually frustrated, Lucille resorts to a more dangerous solution to her problem: an incubus. She summons a fatally handsome demon with an insatiable lust that Lucille may not be able to keep up with.

A Hades/Persephone retelling. How often do you catch yourself wondering how somebody's touch would feel? How soft their hands would be as they caressed your entire form, how sweet their lips would taste when they descended down to yours, how diabolic the touch would become as the hands would drift lower and lower? Persephone often wondered the same thing. [...] She saw the nymph playfully push the satyr down on the soft grass before straddling him, the sheer fabric of her garment highlighting her graceful movements. She heard her giggling and the satyr's amused growls and her green eyes widened when she saw the satyr's hand wander underneath the nymph's skirt. Perhaps, she should have left the moment she realised what she had stumbled upon. Perhaps, she should have return to her field of lilies and picked some flowers for her mother, Demeter. Perhaps, she should have but she didn't. ❁❁❁ In which the dreadful King of the Underworld steals the daughter of Spring. All images belong to their respective owners. Source: Pinterest.

***COMPLETE*** Series coming down Nov 1st He asked me to tell him why I loved the cello and I told him but I wasn't expecting his response. "The way you describe it is so beautiful. Reminds me of what it feels like when you're really making love to someone." "Uh no. It's nothing like that," I said. "Oh I think it is. Perhaps you've never really had someone make love to you. It's euphoria and relaxation all at once if it's being done right. All those touches," he brushed his fingers against my neck and I shivered. "All the arousal," he stepped closer and dropped his head next to mine, his hot breath hitting my skin. "All the kisses in all the right places," he murmured, his lips brushing against my ear. "You can't tell me the feeling of someone filling you up and caressing your body slowly, over all the curves, all the peaks, into all the crevices while they move in and out of you, with you, making your own music with all the moans and whimpers." Emery Barner is in a long-time relationship with her highschool boyfriend, but things aren't going exactly great between them. She's struggling to support them both and trying to go to school for music, working several jobs at once. One of those job is to do what she loves: play the cello. She plays at a fancy, romantic restaurant where most people walk right by without appreciating the heart she puts into her playing, until one night when she's approached by two businessmen, one of which catches her attention more than he should. Milo Sanders, a billionaire businessman on the spectrum, is scrambling to find a replacement musician for his upcoming charity event after the one he had lined up was stolen away. Milo is stewing in anger over dinner at the loss of a popular musician, he discovers a cellist playing at the very restaurant he's in. He never intended to want anything from her except her musical talent but the more time he spends with her, the more he finds himself wanting much more from her.

"Either you become a cheater and fuck me, or you break up with her and still fuck me. I'll win either way." . . "I usually get everything I want. But it wasn't the same case with him. I could show off my sweet smile and flutter my lashes, but that still wouldn't make him mine." At the ripe age of nineteen, it's an understatement to say that Aurora Amoretto's love life is a bit... bland. But what she has yet to discover, is that there will be a certain man who will change that.

"Don't tell me you're not mine, Scarlett. I'm yours and you're mine, sugar. All mine. So go finish your shift quickly because I'm taking you home to pay for your shit tonight and the longer you make me wait, the more creative I get with what I'm going to do with you." Scarlett Peters just moved into an apartment above a bar, owned by a man who's practically her family. She planned to escape the mess of her life and an abusive ex, having swore off men. But plans don't go so well when she meets a regular at the bar and former marine, Ryker. He's chaos and dangerous, wrapped up in an irresistible package. Ryker has never been one to settle down or be with a girl more than once. But there's something irresistible about his friend's niece he just can't stay away from, especially not when he finds out her abusive ex is still bothering her. This is a sample only, full book available on Patreon through the link in my bio

Jeannie Jones is studying to get her master's in biology and medicine.Hawthorne Gable is a troubled government agent tasked to watch her every move. Will these two neighbors open their doors and their hearts to each other?

New York. Where crowded streets and sidewalks leave no space for people who can't keep up. Crime was a daily occurance but for Alice, this was more than a simple robbery. Days has past since her twin sister dropped contact with her. She knew this was more than an accident. Determined in her right mind and crazy in the wrong, Alice knew the only way to get her back was to do it herself. But luckily, she won't be doing it alone. With Detective Daniels by her side (or more like her by his), they team up to solve the mystery of her missing twin. Follow the story of these two as they face danger and passion in this classic smutty little story.

We sit in silence as the fire slowly begins to die out but the cold never settles as James tightens my body against his. I smile sleepily as I curl up in his lap, his strong arms holding me tight in his warm embrace, "Hey James?" I finally speak up and bring my eyes to look into his, "What are you?" he silently stares at me, his bright eyes were unwavering. "I-I am... J-James." _______ Olivia Winslow wanted nothing more that to escape the busy streets of New York and find peace in quiet Maine. When staying in her grandfather's house she meets an uninvited guest but what happened when that guest exposes her to a world she never knew? (THIS STORY IS BEING CONTINUED AGAIN!! 💙 THE SEQUEL IS POSTED!!) 9/24/2020 : #2 in Fairy

He slowly backs up until his back is against the wall like my own, "You're..my neighbor?" He points to my door and I nod my head quickly. He hums softly, "You been here a while?" He asks and I nod my head once again. He chuckles, "Ya head hurt?" I nod again but stop as he laughs softly, "I-I mean.. no.. it doesn't." My cheeks burn red as I look at my shoes, "I-It doesn't hurt.." I repeat like a dummy and listen to him clear his throat, "So do you actually live there or was it bull?" He nods to my door and I play with my fingers, "Yeah.. I do.." I feel his eyes watch me and I quickly stop. "You live with your boyfriend or do you like sweatshirts that reach your knees?" He teased, making a giggle slip past my lips. I look away to the floor again, "I-I like big shirts... a lot." I mumble softly and he nods his head, "Hol' up." He puts his box down before walking over to one of the grey bins. I nosily watch as he pulls out a big grey sweatshirt, "Here." He holds it out for me to take and I stare at him with wide eyes, "F-For me?" I hesitantly grab the soft fabric as he chuckles, "Nah for ya mom." I puff my cheeks a little and give him a small glare, "Hush." He leans back against the wall and shakes his head, "It's cold out. You should put it on." ____________________________ She was a shy girl from the city with no spine and a list of problems so long that it could touch the floor and roll off her shoes. Though troublesome, she never truly minded because despite her fears, she was a smart little thing and worked around it. But like many of us, it kept her trapped in a tight little box. The fear of pain, insecurities, and endless thoughts held her back from the life she dreamt of. Until she met him. He was everything she could pray for and more. Tall, dark, handsome, intelligent, and caring. Perhaps she could peek out her little box.. just this once? __________ PLEASE STOP COPY PASTING MY BOOK!!!! THEIF!!! #1 in Daddy (1/1/2021) #1 in Black Romance (5/15/21)

When 18-year-old Alehandia Price collides with Multi-billionaire Starlock Noland, she finds herself intrigued by his arctic attitude and his talent for architecture. Noland, the powerful, domineering and rich CEO finds himself strangely drawn to Alehandia's meek and sometimes feisty attitude. Will Noland be able to hold on to his arctic persona? Or will it be thawed by the lovely Miss Price? Synopsis: "You have no idea the amount of trouble you are in do you?" He questioned curtly and my mind began to race, keeping for itself the words I wanted to utter. I was at his command once again, frozen and trapped in his polar cell. "I should punish you little flower." He whispered tersely and my mind snapped back to reality, my lodged words finally tumbling forward. "Who do you think you are?" I shouted all the while trying to wiggle my way out of his hold, but the more I wiggled the tighter the hand around my waist got. I couldn't break loose and his static body remained in the same position, unmoving. I balled my hand into a fist and locked in on my target. But before my hand could turn his chest into my personal drum set, the hand that once held my chin expertly captured both my wrists. ⚠⚡️High Voltage ⚡️⚠ This book contains very mature scenes. Read at your own risk. 🏆Highest Rankings🏆 #1 in erratic 25/06/2020 #1 in dominate 19/01/2021 #1 in romancereads2020 11/02/2021 #1 in cold 30/03/2021 #1 in Arctic 22/08/2021 #1 in Submission 08/05/2022