"So... you don't tutor, huh?" • • • Fate has a funny way of being a bitch. Cassandra Berry thought she was done with a certain mathematical genius, after having just spent one whole summer in his alluring, pleasurable company. When time ran out and reality snapped back, however, all she was left with was a broken heart and a scholarship to a prestigious college. Now, months later, the last person Cassandra expected to walk into her college was the very same man she left behind last summer. The same man who swore on one solemn thing in his life; that he would never tutor. The same man now destined to be her new professor. As time progresses and schemes, secrets, and old friends and foes alike come out to play, it wasn't hard to predict that things other than numbers wouldn't add up. - Even to a mathematical genius. *This book is a sequel to The Mathematician and cannot be read as a stand-alone. But whatever, it's up to you, do what you want.

BOOK TWO OF THE HITMAN'S MARK SERIES Desperate to retain her place as heir to the Romano famiglia, Val cements her engagement to Ezra McLeod, and prays that his family's power will be enough to retain her position. To please her father and new fiancé, Val plays the part of doting and excited future-bride, at least in the public eye. But behind closed doors, Val is still intoxicated with the notorious hitman, Matteo, who is conflicted by feelings of rage and jealousy every time he sees his principessa with her fiancé. As Val delves further into Cosa Nostra affairs, and her affair with Matteo becomes difficult to hide, Val soon realizes the dangerous price of being the female heir to the Romano dynasty...and is forced to question just how much she would risk for love. WARNING: This story contains content that may not be suitable for some readers, including strong language and depictions of violence. Reader discretion is advised. Season 2 of The Hitman's Mark

A single father firefighter falls for his younger, free-spirit nanny, who is also his boss's daughter. Season 2 of Station 22 *** When firefighter Riggs learns he has a daughter he never knew existed from a forgettable one-night stand years ago, he becomes a single father overnight. Exhausted and fumbling through new parenthood, Riggs hires a twenty-something live-in nanny, Lila, to help him put out the fires in his personal life. Riggs isn't thrilled to lean on someone else, but he knows he can't be a good father and get the lieutenant position he's worked so hard for without a helping hand. Freshly home after studying abroad, free-spirit Lila is eager to prove her independence to her father, who she can't seem to see eye to eye with. When the nanny ad pops up, she can't think of a better way to demonstrate that she's responsible. The only problem? Lila is Station 22 Chief Morgan's daughter, and Riggs' rugged appeal has her rethinking her distaste for firefighters. They should keep their distance and stay professional, but resisting each other under the same roof isn't easy. As the forbidden attraction burning between them leads to sneaking around and secrets, it'll only be so long until everything goes up in flames.

When Mila Connelly found a rare and beautiful Viking sword, she never expected to discover the handsome and mysterious Ulrik Westergaard along with it. After losing themselves in a passionate and steamy adventure, Mila stumbles upon Ulrik's dark secrets, and it isn't until he tries to win back her trust that their love is put to the ultimate test. Mila soon finds herself in the midst of a world she never knew existed, with unexpected twists and turns around every corner. But danger lurks in the shadows of this new realm, and the unsuspecting couple isn't as safe as they believe. Will their newfound love be enough to protect them from the dangers that await them? Season 2 of The Collector WARNING: This story contains mature themes and strong language that may not be suitable for some readers.

"Intimate relationships among the teachers is prohibited in this academy. So make sure no one hears your moans from behind closed doors." ~ After years of hard work, infinite patience and endless prayers, Antonia Rodriguez could finally achieve her dream of being a History professor at Queen's Academy, one of Britain's most prestigious universities. Even so, she felt her life succumbing to further dormancy. The consecutive disappointments in her private life only intensified her insatiable desires. Desires that included getting tied up and being used like a ragdoll by a dominant man. In an unexpected turn of events, Antonia's wildest fantasies come true in the form of a handsome thirty-two years old man named Rhys Clyde, who also happened to be the Chancellor of the very academy she taught in. Young, brilliant, powerful and with a PhD in Mathematics, Professor Clyde is more than the proper gentleman he appears to be, hiding a dark personality that is reserved exclusively for bedroom exhortations. Tempted by each other and the illicit nature of their relationship, the two are in for a dangerous gamble. Highest rank: #25 in Romance on 10.11.21 #23 in Mature on 12.11.21 #1 in BDSM on 18.11.21

When a downcast, introverted, and unmotivated twenty-eight-year-old hooks up with a stranger at a bar, the last thing she expected was to see him at work the next day. What happens when the girl who's sworn off relationships, falls in love with the one man who isn't afraid to break apart the walls she's built? ............ McKenzie Anderson is still trying to piece her life back together after separating from her husband, but she's dug herself into a slump she can't quite get herself out of. Add in an infuriating and devilishly handsome new boss to the mix, things are bound to get a whole lot more interesting in her life. Ethan Thomas is a straight shooter who knows what he wants, and isn't afraid to show it. He's got his eyes set on the feisty blonde, and he's made it his mission to show her love isn't hopeless. From their first wild night together, both Ethan and McKenzie felt the intense and undeniable attraction between them. The closer these two get and the more vulnerable they become, they have to wonder if there's more to their encounters than steamy passion. One thing's for sure, and that's that sparks will fly and hearts will be mended. ~\~\~\~\~\~\~\~\~\~\~\~\~\~\~\ "What is it you want, McKenzie?" He demands, his lips on my neck nibbling and kissing their way up to my earlobe. His hand trails down my skin until it finally reaches the lace material separating my pussy from his fingers. Still staring intently into my eyes, he slowly moves the lace material aside and dips into my hot and ready core. I bit down on my lip, attempting to suppress my moans. This only motivates him to push deeper. His fingers begin to move rhythmically inside of me, pushing me over the edge. "I want you!" I finally release, fully giving into him. WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT |18+| |WATTPAD FEATURED| #1 in Sexy #1 in Flirty #1 in Divorce #1 in EroticaStories

Camila: I am so done with gorgeous men, I fell for one a long time ago and paid with my heart. I thought he loved me until I figured he couldn't stand my body and I was just a free place to live. I don't have time for games, I need to stay focused. Dante: I come from a family of means, but, I am just a regular man, I work 9 to 5. I actually enjoy working with all the "little people" I feel respected with them. I have recently woken up from a long sleep, I didn't even know a person could break your control the way she did it to me. She refuses to take my shit, and I love her all the more for it. -and when I inhaled again, I could smell HER, fuck, something citrusy and sweet. Delicious, I wondered if her lips would taste as good as she smelled. Her full peach colored lips beckoned me for a sampling. My mouth began to water. I looked back up to her eyes and time seemed to stand still, holy shit! That actually happens?! and as I gazed into her eyes, I felt something shift, I felt like my soul was on full display for her to unravel. And in her eyes, I saw a story, a story I very much would like to know about. Her eyes were like dark pools of chocolate coaxing me to take a dive. And I very much wanted to take the plunge and drown in them. She started to lean closer to me but stopped when I opened my stupid mouth said the last thought I'd had, "Impressive, did your man teach you how to work on his car?" Obviously, it was not what she waited for me to say at that moment and whatever connection had began was just as quickly DISconnected , because she gave me, what I'm assuming was supposed to be a death glare, but really she just managed to look cute with her little nose scrunched up. "Ex-cuse me!?" she almost yelled, she looked hurt. Oh damn, "What?" Shit, I had been drooling so much over her scent that my mouth didn't process the words through my brain before releasing.

My life is falling apart beneath my boss' polished designer shoes. *** A new virtual reality game launched. It allows players live their wildest fantasies and wipes their memory once the game is shut off. It was supposed to be a fool-proof escape from reality. So when I met a handsome stranger in the game, I sinned and woke up aching. Then, one day, my game glitches, and I remembered every detail of my toe-curling experience. Imagine my horror when I walk into work and realize that the sexy stranger from my racy virtual encounter is my new boss.

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.