"I'm gay." My eyes grow so big as I stop breathing, but two seconds later I'm bursting with laughter. "Okay funny," I finally tone down my laugh as I bring myself to look at him again. But he is still staring at me like he had been when he told me that joke. "Wait," uhh, "Really?" He nods, "Really." "You like... guys?" "I fuck guys." Oh wow, you really can't have it all can you. When he checks all the boxes, suddenly there's this big box he doesn't. The most important box, the top on the list. "You're gay or bi?" Because there's a big difference between those two. "I'm gay." "You never fuck a woman?" "I've never fucked a woman." "Then why the hell would you want me to be your sugar baby? To watch you fuck another man's butthole?" He smirks despite my little mockery. "Oh now it's funny?" "It is," he is still smirking, "But no. It's the opposite of what I wanna do." I bring my arms across my chest as I reply in my all-business tone, "Enlighten me." *** 22 year old Estelle is one of the best sugar babies the agency has ever had. She has the whole package, no dick ever gone soft seeing how perfect she is, both her body and personality. But can she sway Owen into the heterosexual group? After being in that homo-pool all this while?

The world is split in two by a fence separating the upper Class and the lower Lawless societies. Class are raised to hate Lawless, believing them to be dangerous and uncivilised, with the exception of Dove Amor. It's one thing when she begins to question the morals of Class and another when Sage Creed appears in her bedroom one night, holding a knife to her neck when he gets caught on the wrong side of the fence. *mature & language warning*

After being involved with a cold-hearted mafia boss, Robyn Lehman decides its time to run. Little did she know, she was carrying the future heir to his entire empire. Will he find her again? Or will she stay hidden forever? =+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+= He got up from the bed, pulling up his pants and not taking a glance at me. I lay in the sheets, still dazed by what we had just done. "Get up." He barks, making me jump a bit. I was confused beyond belief. Just moments ago he was making love to me... I did as he said, wrapping the loose sheet around my body, he continued to glare as I did so, and I made my way to his side of the bed. He held out a hand, an angry look on his face. "Don't. Just go. This was a mistake, and it won't happen again." He mutters coldly. I feel my face heating up and my eyes welling with tears. "Oh.." I stare at him, my emotions beginning to be hard to keep in. He laughs, shaking his head. "You thought I cared?" He let out a loud chuckle. "You mean nothing to me. Now go to your room, I don't want to see you in here again."

~ AVAILABLE ON AMAZON: https://www.amazon.com/dp/164434193X ~ She hated riding the subway. It was cramped, smelled, and the seats were extremely uncomfortable to sit on for hours on end. Now add a group of crazy mask-wearing, weapon-wielding, maniacs to the ever growing list of reasons why Gemma hated riding the subway. Gemma Conners is your average eighteen year old and for the past two years she's been riding the subway to and from school with no problem. She always expected the same ol' same ol'. Cramped spaces, hard seats, and perverts staring her up and down and "accidentally" bumping into her and blaming it on the train as it jostled people into one another. Never did she expect a group of masked men to rush in and hold everyone onboard hostage, demanding that they all play along with their sick and twisted idea of a "game". It was either that or die. To add on to her ever growing list of problems, one of the passengers onboard just so happens to be Archer Daniels, your typical high school "heartthrob" and Gemma's classmate. Her day just kept getting better and better. With Gemma's luck, she'd be lucky if she lasted five minutes. Yep. She really hated the subway. *Book Cover Credit: Irah Marie* Thanks again for making such an AMAZING cover!❤️

I woke up to a brightness of light. It was blinding, and blocked my sight. I blinked my eyes a couple of times to adjust them to the brightness that flooded my view. Once I could see clearly, I felt myself laying on something soft. I moved my hands along the surface around me and realize in a instant that it was a bed. I sat up dizzy in the bed as I placed a hand on my aching head. I groaned, because it felt like my head was on fire. Why was my head hurting? I pushed the sudden thought back as I took a glance at my surroundings. I was in nearly lit room. The walls in the room were an ugly-old-looking brownish tan. The only thing in the room was a couch and an old box TV. Where the hell am I? I thought to myself. But in an instant the memories with James flooded her mind. I jumped off the bed as fast as I could. In the process I tumbled to the ground. My breathing started increasing as more memories flashes before my eyes. This couldn't be happening. This is not real! Before I could think things through, I did the first thing that came to mind. I ran around the room, looking for an exit. I ran up the stairs of the small room. I placed my hand on the door knob, but the door was locked. Instead I banged on the door. ______________ A Twenty-eight year old police woman known as Lauren Johnson moves to a new town known as Kensington drive. Her and her family gets settled in thinking they can have a new start or maybe even a new beginning. When Lauren sends in her police records, she gets accepted into the Kensington police station on good terms. After awhile she gets paired with a police man named James Carter. James for one is a mysterious, yet creepy guy. But does Lauren sees that in the beginning? As things move forward, with the police force she starts to gets a suspicion feeling about James and how clingy he can get at times. But with her suspicious feeling, will there be more to James then she already knows? Or will something unexpected happened?

Can you fall in love with someone from the sound of their voice? No, that's silly... Eight years after losing her parents, Juneau's aimless drifting is a far cry from the stable, love-centered life her heart craves. Buried under student loan debt, she becomes an adult phone line worker. Instant sparks fly with her new client, Damian, a police sergeant whose investigations leave him jaded and burned out. Within the frenetic energy of New York City, Juneau and Damian are unaware of how closely connected their lives are, but repeated hot, anonymous conversations demand both to investigate if they've developed a true connection or if it's just a hotline fling. Formerly It's Just Phone Sex. Original 2021 story was edited & refreshed in June 2023. This story is complete & free. Thank you for finding it! Humbled by: *2022 Watty's Bootcamp. Many thanks to my mentor @TeaNHeartache. *Featured on Wattpad's Editor's Picks *Featured on Romance, New Adult, WattpadAfterDark, Humor, Creators Highest ranks: #1 cute, humor, newadult, phone, romcom, drama, matureaudience, maturethemes, newyork, phonesex, sexscenes, eroticromance, policeofficer, bravetogether, & youngadultromance #2 hot, comedy, steamy, funny, angst #5 youngadult, sexy #39 love #74 romance

"Psychos can't fall in love" "Then you obviously havent met me"

#1 in Mystery/Thriller ( 05/17/17 ) "I'm afraid to be alone with my thoughts..." "why?" "Because they're dangerous... and that makes me dangerous too." Copyright© liarsdiaries ™2016 ***will be edited soon***

"The Mob Boss and His Sister's Best Friend" Riley Owens, the innocent, and beautiful girl who had always been smart and caring. She has always had a great life especially when she had met her bestfriend from elementary school, Amara Christiano. Amara was always there for her and told her everything, except one secret she vowed to always keep-her brother. Stephano Christiano, the man Amara has been running away from, has returned for revenge. In hopes for killing the girl he despises most, he is struck by the waitress beauty-Riley, causing all his plans to suddenly turn. • "Don't lie to me, Baby. I know things- things that will f*ck up that little, innocent mind you have," He calmly spoke, although it only masked the anger he truly felt. "I-I'm not, I promise!" She pleaded out, hoping he caught the desperation in her voice. His hand reached up and wiped a tear from her eye she didn't know had fell. "Strip." Cliché? I think not. - ➳ AVAILABLE ON DREAME ➳ Sexual Content ➳ Graphic Violence ➳ Bad use of language #3 in romance ❧ 8/13/17 This book is in English, sorry if it confused anyone.

Previously known as 'My Stepbrothers Toy' " Please", I begged him. I've never been this needy before, it felt as if I was going to explode at any moment. "Please what. I want you to tell me exactly how and where you want it." He said It with so much dominance in his voice i could have cum right then and there. Why is it so hard to resist temptation, Even if that temptation is wrong. I just can't help it. I need it. I need him. "Please, please fuck me Sir." ... (NOT COMPLETING) #2 in confusion 10/15/2020 #2 in boyxgirl 10/28/2020 #1 in Caden 11/29/2020