Includes the 2020 WATTYS SHORTS WINNER. * once upon a time two people fell in love they thought it was happily ever after but it wasn't ***** Short stories about loss, love, and living in a queer sort of world. Featuring the winner of the 2020 Wattys Shorts Award, This was a Home Once, and a story previously paywalled in a Wattpad Stars anthology, now free to read, Glitter on the Floor. Will update sporadically. *featured on CoffeeCommunity's 'Espresso' list* Images from Canva and Unsplash. Copyright ©️ CC Starfield.

The NYC mafia rules. For decades, the rules have remained the same. An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. His world was one of lust, lies and maybe love. Fearless and ruthless, Tyler Adams terrified her. Commanded. Wanting nothing but her. He will make her his. No matter the cost. Fiery, feisty and unforgettable, Alexa Morgan is a sexy drug that Tyler craves endlessly. But in this world where money and power consume everyone, enemies abound. There is a price on her head. Against all odds, Tyler wants to protect her. Will he be able to, even as she continues to keep her distance from him? What would it take to change Alexa's heart towards Tyler? A red hot tale of desires rolls out the red carpet for you to enter... 2016 © All Rights Reserved, April Stone.

I stopped inches away from her. I could feel the heat radiating off her body. I was too close. She kept her eyes on me like a hunter eyeing their prey. Oh I'd let her devour me anytime. I put my finger under her chin, tilting her head up to look into those bewitching greens better. I leaned in, barely an inch away from her lips. I could feel her breath against mine as her eyes fixed on my lips. They reflected everything I felt in that moment. Pure flaming lust. "How about I take you upstairs and füçk you till you don't know anything except my name?" Her eyes shot upto mine. A hint of surprise peeking through that ravishing gaze. "Isn't that why you came here alone?" she breathed out in a low, husky voice. That was it. I snapped. ______________ [TRIGGER WARNING 18+ CONTENT] THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT, STRONG LANGUAGE AND GRAPHIC SCENES. _______________ 🥉 Fantasy - The Ink Awards 🥉 Fantasy - The September Awards

"You're playing a dangerous game, Leah." Underneath those thick lashes peeked jade crystals, blazing with some daring spark that once again woke that primitive greed I could not control. "You're my wife now. I can have you whenever I please." I had leaned over her as she sat in the bathtub, all tumbling hair of gold and one daring smile that had my blood rush with mad desire; an erection that throbbed since the second I had interrupted her bath. Wrenching her gaze from mine, she ran her hand over her lathery bare leg. Damnation. She was playing my resistance. "Can you? Remember the rule?" A mere glance up at me and another wave of heat rushed up my legs. When she traced her wet finger over my jaw, I had to suspend that crippling necessity to scoop her in my arms right then, and take her to my bed for the night. "Six months.. One night. Who will break it first?" Those crimson lips moved in a way that had me pulsing with lust. A growl broke from my chest with the realization of her words. A rule I made up. Hell, it was supposed to be a marriage of benefits only. Six damned months only. And yet- "The rule stands for you only." I reminded. Why was I still dressed? Why in the hell was I holding back when she sat there naked in that tub, waiting for me to ravish her? "I will never beg for a night with you, Valentine." She said the obvious. "Because you'll do it first." *** |18+ Mature Content|

"You're mine." I said, only inches away from her beautiful face. Her eyes. Her lips. I could not resist. "There's only you... Only you." My thumb caressed her cheek, marvelling at the softness of her skin. From under her dark nut-brown hair, peeked eyes of hazel and honey, edged with a deep forest-green. Held innocence, and fire that dwindled down to smoldering ember. I was warned about the threats in life, but never the ones with hazel eyes. I held her close, so close that I could feel her heartbeat against my chest. Her body- chiseled to perfection. Must she be so perfect? I couldn't stop myself from pulling her close to me and kissing her lips. At first, it was a delicate butterfly of a kiss, so faint, like a whisper. But, oh, it grew into so much more. Kissing her hungrily, my hands roamed all over her body. I wanted to kiss her lips, trace the curves, the lines and the twists they hid. I wanted to caress her body, cover with my hands every inch of her skin from head to toes, run my fingertips over her, and hear the melody of her laughter, and the symphony of her moans."More," I growled silently, still kissing on her bottom lip. "Give me more, Amelia." I kept kissing her, over and over again, each time harder than the last. The more love I give her, the more I have bursting inside me... Crazy, huh? "Dimitri" The silvery melody of her voice serenaded trough my heart as the air softly touched her lips when she whispered my name. My aesthetic senses came alive. I was once again struck by what she did to me, by her beauty. Her kisses, they lit my brain on fire, the warmth spreading throughout my entire body. After each one of them, I was more addicted. I couldn't bare not to be with her and I could barely breathe when she wasn't around. I, the Vampire Prince of Venedocia was swollen under the spell of this human. Amelia was my salvation and my torment. I lived for her and I would die with the memory of her in my arms. She was the half that made me whole.

They say opposites attract. We are the same. Therefore we will never work. Therefore we collide. Delila Amber Daniels is a 19-year-old college girl, haunted by her past. She kicks against everything that could make her happy again. Happiness doesn't exist in her mind, nor love in her heart. Her father obliged her to a new beginning, away from the demons that haunt her. Infuriated and with no intention of improving herself she begins her new life. Until she meets Luke Hemmings. The male version of her. He is rude, in mental pain, and everything she shouldn't let herself in with. Will they be each other's savior or downfall?

[This is a spin-off of The DILF but can be read as a stand-alone] [The story you are about to read is intended for readers age 18+ due to its sexual content and language. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion.] There was nothing Ophelia wanted better than to gouge Nikolai's long-lashed, consuming blue eyes out with a butter knife and mail them to the rest of the Alvonich family. Too bad they were in a very public, very esteemed place - Mikhail's wedding. "You don't think I'll press the button?" Nikolai's breath was warm and teasing in her ear. Ophelia had no idea what possessed her to take up his challenge of a vibrating thong, except that it was too late to back out now. She turned to glance at the infuriating man beside her. "Honestly, I don't care. It won't affect me." "Sweet Ophelia," he whispered, surprising her by flicking his tongue into her ear. Jumping, she glared at him, ignoring the important guests at her table, her father included. Before she could curse at Nikolai, he pressed the button, the swearwords turning to soft moans under her breath. Gripping the edge of the table, Ophelia felt the attack on her cl!t like a burn to her skin. Her father shot her a concerned look from across the table and Nikolai's voice was again in her ear. "Before the end of the night, Ophelia, we will f**k," he promised, releasing his finger from the remote control. "Only this time, it will be my name you scream."

This cover is made by the lovely @mauachka. Thank you, hun. The wind picked up, sweeping my hair around his face. It's shielding us from the crazy world and cocooning us in our bubble. A bubble that maybe gets punctured, but for now I want to stay here. Here, where no one is judging me or him for who we are, what we do, and what we choose. Nova da Silva moved from Dothan Alabama to Los Angeles to escape her abusive ex, Dean. She is rebuilding her life in a strange city, where she finds a new friend in her roommate Hannah and takes on a job at a nightclub to make ends meet. Due to her past, she has built high walls around her heart and has sworn to never lose herself in a man again. Is it that easy, though? Will she be able to resist temptation when she finds herself drawn to not only the handsome actor Matthew but also her colleague, the supposedly bad boy Dallas? Will one of them be able to tear down her walls? And if they succeed, will she overcome her insecurities in time or shall fate decide otherwise, sending both men into the arms of another? Let me love you is a romantic story that will make the reader unable to decide between a life with Matthew, Dallas, or neither, holding the reader in its grip till the end. Important message! Hi loves. This book is published on April the third 2021. You can purchase the rest of the book through the links on my page. The e-book costs 3,26 USD and the paperback will cost 26 USD. I understand that not everyone has the money to purchase one of the books. If that's the case you can always follow my Instagram. I will have some giveaways when there is enough request for it. I love to interact so don't shy away to comment, dm, or contact me on wattpad or my new Instagram. Lots of love ❤️. Gabriella

This is the sequel to The Song Of The Wolf. (The Song Of The Wolf is currently being rewritten, the book is on my profile)