In 1995, a terrible accident occurred in the KKT (Kappa Kappa Tau) sorority of the Wallace University, a mystery that was never solved. In the present day, Chanel Oberlin is the new president of the sisterhood, and with the help of her sidekicks, Chanel #2, Chanel #3, and Chanel #5, make Kappa a house full of glamour, beauty, and evil. Tired of this, the dean of the campus, Cathy Munsch, requires The Chanels to accept anyone who wants to be part of Kappa. This opens place to people like Hester Ulrich aka Neckbrace, a girl with lack of fashion sense that has a neck brace because suffers of scoliosis, Grace Gardner, who tries to discover more about her mother and Kappa's past, Zayday Williams, Grace's intelligent best friend, Deaf Taylor Swift, a tall blonde who is deaf that is OBSESSED with Taylor swift, Candle Volgger and Predatory lez. Full of anger, Chanel and her minions try to make the new pledges' time at the house a living hell, but what begins as a dirty game, ends in a series of murders caused by Red Devil, a serial killer who hides behind the mask of a scary red devil, which is also the mascot of the college. The race for survival begins in an environment where anyone can be attacked, anyone can die, and anyone can be the killer. Will the Kappa girls discover the true identity of the psychopathic murderer and come out alive?

[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]

[Edited Version] "We only read erotica," Fiona said with a straight face. "Come again?" I asked, clutching my copy of Jane Eyre to my chest. I suddenly felt like a girl who'd come to a fancy-dress party dressed as herself. "Oh, come on, Janelle," Fiona smiled, pulling my hand and leading me into the room. The light in the library was dimmed to a dull glow, and then I heard a man's voice reading: "I entered her from behind, squeezing the taut skin of her buttocks and driving myself even deeper, until..." Somewhere in the dark, I heard moans of pleasure and the unmistakable yowl of a climax... [Cover by @headfullofstars]

*This is a FREE book with PAID exclusive chapters* [The Dad I'd Like to F*ck] "You should be careful," Devin said calmly, bending over to scoop Rory into his arms. "This bathtub can get incredibly slippery." "So I noticed," she said dryly. Mortified, she noticed how erect her nipples were. They stabbed the air like tiny knives of arousal and she was positive that Devin had noticed. "I think I can walk now," she said quickly. To her relief, he set her on the ground and reached for her towel. "This is the second time I'm rescuing you," he said, in that quiet way Rory was beginning to recognise as his annoyed tone. "Let's not make it a habit." Rory tightened the towel around herself, wincing from the motion. "I slipped in the tub. Hardly a rescue." A dirty look crossed his face. "I haven't had sex in two years, Rory. Consider yourself rescued..." He turned to leave "...from me." She was speechless. For starters, this had been the longest conversation she'd ever had with Devin Shaw and, secondly, she was positive that he wasn't as crazy as he let everyone believe he was...

"Come on babe." Evan insists. "Please? For me?" I look around, considering my options. The party has started to die down, and the small lake further into the woods is pretty concealed. "Fine." I sigh, grinning. "Really?" He smirks. "You'll skinny dip with me?" I pause. "Sure." "Great." He says. "I love you Harper." <><><><> Harper is your typical good girl. Shy, quiet, and reserved. So everybody is surprised when she manages to land a guy like Evan. Prom King, quarterback, ladies man. Evan introduces her to a new world, a world of popularity. And Harper tries to be the best girlfriend she can be. But one night, it all falls apart, and Harper is left in a mortifying situation. Naked. Luckily the River boys are around to save the day. After a few pictures of course.

He stared down at me with those cold dark eye's. Backing me up against the wall with his hand pressed against my throat he growled out. "Do you know the ways I could kill you? The things I could do to you babydoll? I'll ask you again, what did you see in my black bag?" Through tears, I stammered out. "N-nnothing. I saw nothing" Giving me that malicious smile of his, he spoke in that deep Italian accented voice "Good answer Laney, good answer". Finally letting me go, I placed my hand to my throat where his hand had burned into my skin, and watched him leave me standing there. Little did I know that when I robbed him as a prank it would change my life forever. LIttle did I know he harbored dark secrets and was the rising Italian mafia boss. Little did I know he would become so important to me. Little did I know that London Harper would own me heart, body, and soul. What the hell was I thinking. I came to this small southern town strictly for business, yet managed to get robbed by some college girl. If it had been anyone eles, they would be dead before the sun set, but I can't bring myself to harm her. She has become my obsession. I eat, breath, sleep Laney Valor. Wanting so bad to whisk her back to New York with me,to live the normal life for once, but how can I corrupt the soul of this innocent beautiful girl. She knows nothing of my darkness, nothing of the mafia lifestyle. Torn between what's right and what's wrong, I leave her behind, but this wicked women seems to keep popping up in my life in the most unexpected ways. Laney simply won't disappear. Let the corruption begin..... 🚫 Warning: This is a dark romance. Intended for mature reader's.

|18+| In one night of drunken, post-breakup passion, Lizbeth manages to hookup with the dominant boy of her dreams. It was supposed to be a one night stand, one and done, never seen again. Until she does see him again, as her professor. Private tutoring sessions never sounded so good. |This is a BDSM-themed, erotic romance. If that and other assorted pervy things do not appeal to you, take this as your warning.| × Highest Rankings × #1 in Breakup #1 in Kink #1 in Passion #1 in Professor #2 in teacherxstudent #32 in Romance

When Parker Kingsley was thirteen years old her best friend disappeared without a trace. It's been four years since Avery vanished and Parker is finally beginning to move on with her life. But at the beginning of the last week of the school year, something unimaginable happens; Avery returns. And she's bringing a whole lot of hell back with her. Cover made by @saddened

"I'll buy you anything you want, under one condition." "That is?" "You assist me around the world as my girlfriend to the public eye, but daddy's dirty girl when it's just you and I. Have we got a deal?" "Anything I want?" "Anything your little heart desires." "Deal."

MATURE CONTENT: READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. ✓ DAILY UPDATES ~~ "Alright, Luke. Let's play your game. But remember, this stays between us," Layla said, her voice betraying a hint of uncertainty. Luke's eyes gleamed with anticipation as he moved even closer, their bodies now almost touching. "Of course, Layla. Our little secret," he whispered, his warm breath caressing her skin. Luke leaned closer, his warm breath caressing her ear as he whispered, "I'll go first. But remember, Layla, once we start, there's no turning back." Her mind teetered on the edge of reason and desire. She nodded, her voice barely a whisper, "Okay, let's play." With a devilish grin, Luke began, his voice dripping with a seductive allure that sent shivers down her spine. "I've always fantasized about taking control, binding someone's hands and blindfolding them, and then teasing their body until they beg for release." Layla's eyes widened, her imagination conjuring vivid images of Luke's words. She felt a surge of heat between her thighs, aching for the touch and dominance he described. This was dangerous territory, and she was teetering on the edge. ~~ 18 + ONLY Copyright © FastAndDeep 2018 All Rights Reserved.