Megan attends college at Clemson University and she has a boyfriend, Christian, that she has been with since high school. She has the great best friend, nice apartment and car and she's a year away from her degree, but something just feels missing. Megan doesn't hate her life by any means... She's just gotten sort of bored with it, always feeling like there's something else she needs... Until she meets... Noah. She never expected to meet someone like him much less feel the sparks that ignite as soon as they meet eyes.... Can she just ignore feelings like that? Feelings she never felt before, not even from her own boyfriend. Noah won't be able to resist though, he has to do something about it... about her. Will she give in to the feelings taking over her? ---------- Excerpt: "Oh, you've been picturing me naked have you?" She asked sort of becoming amused now. Shit do I sound like a pervert? "No that's not what I mean...I just..." I tried to laugh it off hoping she wouldn't think I was a douche. She glanced inside through the sliding doors to see what looked like the girl she was dancing with earlier looking for her. When she turned back to look at me she had a look in her eyes that while I didn't know what it meant was still incredibly sexy. "Damn that's too bad... because I have been thinking about you naked since I ran into you this morning." She said confidently standing up and walking past me towards the house but not before brushing her hand across my leg. I watched her in awe as she walked back inside swinging her hips making my eyes go straight towards her ass. I sat there for a few minutes confused but extremely turned on... I couldn't lie I was definitely picturing her naked now.

** Warning- Explicit sexual content and some language ** "There was a part of me that always knew he was there, though there was never anything I could do or say to prove it. Ever since I was a little girl strange things would happen to me, or rather strange things happened to protect me. I had begun to question whether or not he did exist... Until today. " Brexley Moses, daughter of a millionaire, hard working college student, and drop dead gorgeous. All she knew was that he was there, but what she didn't know was that her ability to see him would cause her life to turn upside down. Chased by Dark Angels, saved by a mysterious one, she is faced with an entirely changed reality, all while falling for the one who continuously saves her life and that she can never have. "Brexley... We can't... " I moved closer until our bodies were touching, and he could feel my warm breath on his skin. Screw not making the first move! I slowly kissed his chest and then made my way to his neck. He tilted his head to the side to give me more of his neck; I could tell he wanted it this time. I kissed one side then moved to the other, he let out a heavy breath. "B..." "Don't say it," I whispered Highest Rankings: #17 Love (out of 1.8 million) #18 Romance #3 Short Story #1 Guardian Angel

"You insulted my côck, Mia. Yes?" Heat engulfed my body, setting my blood to boil. I'd never been handled so roughly, but it turned me on more than I expected. "Answer me." He commanded softly. I pressed my thighs together, trying to relieve some of the pressure. He pulled my hair tighter, "Yes." I moaned. "Oh, you dirty little girl, you like it when I'm rough, yes? La mia innocente." "Yes!." He stepped back, slipped my robe down my shoulders and it pooled at my feet. I was almost fully naked, only the soft cotton material of my bra covering my breast. I wanted him to touch me, so bad that I was almost tempted to beg. Matter of fact, I would, without hesitation if he asked. He unbuckled his belt and slid it tantalizingly slow through the loops of his jeans, taking it off and discarding it somewhere on the floor beside him. "No one insults my côck, bambina. How are you going to apologize?"

"You belong to me now, I suggest you behave" the King said, his cold hands gripping my jaw. My eyes were forced to stare into his sliver orbs. "Or what?" I asked, gritting my teeth. "Or living in this Castle will get significantly harder for you" he replied, curling his lip. 》■《 The Vampire King has lived for centuries, controlling the Vampire population with a snap of his fingers. No one knows his real name or seen his face until he takes interest in a small town waitress. She's human and used to having her world surrounded by sunshine and daisies. The Vampire King brings only darkness and pain. Cover created by: @storms_and_seas

[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]

"Don't touch me" He said through gritted teeth, "I don't know what I'll do if you touch me" My heart dropped. "I don't want to see you like this" I frowned and hesitantly tried to touch his shoulder, but he grabbed my hand tightly but gently. "Fuck it" He murmured as he held my jaw and pressed his lips on mine. (The guy is 22 and the girl is 17 a few months away from 18. If you're bothered by that please don't read it.)

Book 2 of the My Boss series. He came at me out of nowhere, terrifying me for a brief moment. But I'm not the girl I used to be when I lived in Charleston, I'm stronger now. Lars Moretti made me realize the strength I really held, Lars Moretti made me realize I deserve better than this, Lars Moretti made me realize I can stand up for myself. In my moment of thought, my attacker had the chance to grab me by the throat and slam me to the ground, kicking me in my gut, throwing my newly fragile body feet away from him. My eye sight is hazy, and I'm trying to make sense of everything happening as he stalks towards me. My memories flash in my head, for a quick second. All I can hear are the names he's called me. All I can feel are his hands on me. All I can comprehend, is the abuse I went through because of him. With my anger rising, I grab my concealed handgun, feel my finger on the trigger, and before I know it, my ears are ringing from the explosion of the gun. I look in horror at the sight before me. Mike lays on the ground, dead. "Oh my god, I.....I....kil....killl.....killed someone" I say, stunned. And in that moment, there's no thinking, there's no hesitating. In that moment, I know there's only one person I can call about something like this. Lars Moretti.

And there I stood, with my mouth wide open, my hands shaking, and my legs frozen. My boss looks up from his victim that is laying dead at his feet before wiping his bloodied hands on his shirt. As he saunters over to me, with a devilish hint in his eyes, all I could think about was how freaking pissed I was for my own body betraying my mind when it told me to run. I take a deep breath and close my eyes as he reaches his red stained hands towards my face, knowing this could be my last moment on Earth. Bracing myself for death to happen upon me, I clench my eyes shut tighter and curse myself for not being more brave. You might be wondering how I've ended up in this situation. Well, it all started 6 months ago, when I met the gorgeous stranger who now is holding my fate in his hands....

His face relaxes and it clicks. I know him! I just saw him naked on Tumblr. "I'm sorry, but are you ... Mickey Vale?" He smiles. "Yes, I am. How do you know that?" ... Penny is a college student working as a maid in a hotel when she accidentally bumps into the celebrity staying in the penthouse suite. Michael Valentino, AKA Mickey Vale, is kind, handsome, and incredibly ... talented. Probably because he's a well-known adult entertainer. Penny has always been a fan, so when presented with an opportunity to experience his skills for herself, she can't say no. In the aftermath of their fling, their friendship turns into romance. But how will she deal with the reality of dating someone whose job is to sleep with other people? ... *Completed, unedited. Frequent explicit sexual content, intended for 18+ audiences ONLY. This is a work of fiction. Any similarities to real persons, places, or events are completely coincidental. Please remember to vote and comment!

BOOK ONE OF THE BLACK SERIES -- "Well, behalf of my dick, who cannot speak for himself," Kade said simply as he watched over my face, one of his eyebrows risen, "I would like to say for him that he doesn't care about my brother's feelings at this current moment - or his reaction to the photo." "Well, I do," I muttered, my sentence coming out muffled in my hands as they covered my face. "Do you know how this makes me look to the public eye? To be sleeping with my boyfriend's older brother?" "Look on the bright side, Em." I didn't even spare him a glance as I shook my head, grunting. "Emara, look at me." My hands were pulled away and Kade stared at me, his vibrant blue eyes twinkling and his dirty blonde hair covering his eyebrows. The sight of his effortless beauty made my hard glare slightly soften. "You know I won't tell him if he finds out, you know me," he mumbled to me, "but I'm not going to lie to him when he finds out and say that if I had the chance to change what we've been doing, I wouldn't - because I would do it again without a second thought."