No one knows who I really am, and I like it that way. I don’t need people trashing my world: physically or emotionally. Between the greed and the lies; who needs them? I especially don’t need a woman in my life; but then chance, a storm and a pack of wolves blow HER into mine … However, chance is often a circumstance that can be manipulated… Olivia I was about to be the next meal of the resident wolf pack, because I had tripped and fallen on what I thought was snow, but was really a jagged rock. Now I couldn’t walk – I couldn’t even stand. They are so close now, I can’t help but scream. Suddenly, I hear a rifle go off, and I’m saved – by the most handsome man I’ve ever seen. He doesn’t talk much, but when we finally start making music together (real music, with a piano and guitar) I start to see the REAL him. If only this was the real me… This is a standalone novella with powerful sexy women only - no cheating - hot passionate love - HEA and a Mountain Man who loves all the above xo, Anna

     Oliver accidentally kills a man, meets a red-eyed witch, and then is whisked off to a magical place where he is supposed to learn how to be a wizard. Naturally, everything goes wrong. He ends up killing a whole bunch of… things. Ends up actually owning a whole bunch of girls… and then, really discovers who he is, and why the dead are haunting his dreams, and why the living are trying to kill him.

    She strips at night and goes to the normal life of a pre-med student during the day. Trying to keep two lives from crossing is difficult especially when her roommate falls in desperate need of money.Lauren reluctantly helps her roommate but at a huge cost. Just like a girl on the pole, what goes up must come down. See how Lauren and the lovely strippers deal with life in this erotic thriller.This is a seriesPart 1 of 3(13,010 Words)

    

    However, from the day Sydney Clark walked through the front door of his restaurant, he knew his life would never be the same again. Arturo was a man who usually got what he wanted and from the moment he laid eyes on Sydney, he wanted her. Sydney may not be ready to accept what he had to offer, but Arturo had no doubt they belonged together. She was his and he was determined to prove it to her.

    The six short stories in this bundle were originally available at everynighterotica.com Every Night Erotica published my first story and I will be eternally grateful.*This ebook contains mature content and is intended for adults 18 years and older*

    In this sensual bundle you'll discover that the first taste of love can be sweet or simply knock you off your feet with undeniable attraction. Three incredible couples, unique in every aspect except that the heroines are innocent. Whore: Laura Burns was screwed! She had 30 days to find a new place to live and Taylor Ross seemed like her best option. There was only one problem with that scenario. He thought she was a whore! He wanted her to seduce his clients and in return he would save her from poverty. Can a virgin be a whore? That depends on your definition of the word! Bought For Love: Can a person be bought for love? You don’t know Jack! Emily Yates was sweet, young, and innocent. The perfect pawn for a man like Jack to use. She was a blank slate that he could mold into the woman he wanted by his side for his political career. From the moment she walked into his office, he was determined to have her in his bed, in his life, and as his perfect little pet. Jack poured on the charm and Emily saw the man he wanted her to see, but would she discover out who he really was before her heart was destroyed? You don’t know Jack. He gets what he wants. Strawberry Wine: Everyone remembers their first love Luke Parks was mine. My first kiss, my first love and my first broken heart. He swept me off my feet with just one look and after a summer of awakening my body to passion left me broken. He was twenty-four and to a girl of sixteen, I'd never been prepared for the devastation of loving and losing so completely. Time, like all things moves on, but my heart never fully recovered from watching him drive off down that country road out of my life.

    A complete romantic comedy and now a number 1 best seller, brought to you by best selling author Cher Etan.Workaholic lawyer Angela needs a break.Putting in time to make partner at her law firm, she finally decides it's time to take her daughter Nayda on a vacation.Their holiday soon takes an unexpected turn though when Nayda first makes friends with, then saves a boy from drowning at a Californian beach.At the hospital, Angela meets the boy's dad David, a handsome billionaire and also a single parent.Deciding to spend the week together due to their now-inseparable children, the two hit it off and end up starting a romantic relationship.But will Angela, who still has work on her mind, be able to commit to the already-smitten David?Find out in this humorous and sexy romance by bestselling author Cher Etan from BWWM Club.Suitable for over 18s only due to sex scenes so hot, you'll need your own California vacation to cool off!

    The great and the good celebrate her victories. Criminals dread the day they hear she is hunting them. But it was not always thus…

    I plan to learn what makes her body tick. The more my fingers stroll along her curves causing sparks to fly, I realize the occasional hook-ups aren't enough. The physical chemistry is a bonus but just the tip of the iceberg. I want it all with Malaysia. I may work sixty-plus hours a week, but I'm never too tired to spend time with Malaysia. During the day I'm a brain surgeon. At night, I protect the streets of Boston from the scum of the earth who prey on the less fortunate. Can Malaysia handle my after-hours duties? Or will the weight of the danger prove to be too heavy?

    My name is Will. Apparently, I’m a necromancer. You would think that I might be a little bit more certain about something like that. Magical practitioners apparently go through a lot of training in an apprenticeship. Again with the apparently. In this case ‘apparently’ is completely appropriate because I didn’t do any of that. I was finally ready to renovate my house, so I was in a pinch for an apartment. I ended up in one that had a bunch of weird reviews. I did say I was in a pinch. It turned out that the apartment had a ghost. I sort of ...uh… well, maybe you should take a seat. I have quite a story to tell. I should warn you first - since my divorce, my social life has been rather...unconventional. By that I mean, I have more than one lady in my life. I have a friend that is a madame. I keep getting chased by zombies. One of my girlfriends likes to be tied up. My story is a slice of life, so I’m afraid you’re going to get a fairly significant amount of detail on my sex life while I struggle to get my brain wrapped around what it means to be a necromancer. If you’re likely to be offended by descriptions of sex, harem-like relationships, prostitution, the IT business, genatalia, project management, showering, domestic violence, cooking, going to the bathroom, women trash-talking each other, and probably about 150 things that I’ve become inured to… ...go have a good life somewhere else. If you’re not worried about any of that, then pull up a chair.

    . . .Yuri and Drae are keeping secrets–each caught up in her own whirlwind of scandal and passion. They swore as children that they would never conceal anything from each other, but now, as adults, they realize that not everything is meant to be told. Yuri is married to Jeff, a man she never really loved yet settled for. During a trip to the Caribbean she begins a torrid affair with her longtime friend Britt, a rising reggae star she has always secretly desired. Drae, a high school guidance counselor, is married to Hassan, a sadistic porn king who makes her “audition” his actors and actresses while he gets off on the wild, and not always consensual, sex. As Yuri and Drae struggle to keep up their double lives, their clandestine cover-ups come to light–and the consequences are more than either of them bargained for.

    It's a 3,000 word, super-hot story about every woman's darkest fantasies. It includes first-time anal sex, deep-throating and punishment scenes.I’m Casey, I’m 25 years old and from Missouri, and I’ve been married to my gorgeous husband Jack for six years. All I’ve ever wanted to do is have a job, keep our home nice and have a happy life together. Unfortunately, somewhere along the line, I got into watching internet porn. I knew I could never tell my husband about it, and I felt real bad about it, but something just kept making me watch it again and again.People say it’s addictive, and they’re right! It’s like something crazy happens to me that I can’t control. One minute I’ll be in bed, turning things over in my mind, and the next I’ll be downstairs, opening my laptop and looking for all kinds of nasty stuff. Anyway, this went on for a while, until one day Jack catches me in the act! He feels like I’ve betrayed him, and he’s determined to punish me for what I’ve done. My punishment is being forced to re-enact some of the scenes in the videos I’ve watched. This is my diary, where I confess what happened when I got caught, and the things I let Jack do to me in the following weeks to atone for my crimes.

    I accept a job offer. I'm going to be a housekeeper. Woo-hoo. My dream job. The problem is that my employer Mr. Walsh is a very mysterious man. And I just want my son and me to stay alive. But my past catches up with me. Greig She’s untouchable, but I will touch her. She’s forbidden, but I will make her mine. She’s a million miles away. She's lost, but I will find her. A BWWM Paranormal Romance. HEA. Absolutely no cheating. Standalone. Full length, 57k words. For adult audiences only.

    I had a three-day notice to pay rent or quit. The ad was the answer to my problem. Someone needed a party hostess for 24 hours on a private island. With my catering experience and model looks, I could get the gig. But when I set eyes on the man about to fly me to the island, I realized I might have made a mistake. The tall, older, arrogant stranger didn’t just undress me with his eyes, he used me right there on the pavement. Deviant desires seemed to radiate from him. He pulled a black leather dog collar out of his pocket. “Wait. You have to sign this before we do anything. Read it.” He handed me a contract. The wind swept a bottle down the runway and blew my skirt up. It was hard to read with his dark eyes looking right through my underwear and into my secret places. “This is a mistake. I didn’t know the ad meant —.” “You thought you were going to serve canapes on a tray?” He chuckled. “No, Brittani. You’re the main course.” His eyes worked me over again. “And you’re perfect.” He handed me a pen that probably cost more than my laptop. “Just sign at the bottom of the page. Full disclosure, full consent. That’s the way I do business.” “Can I leave?” “Of course you can leave. If you leave now. But you don’t get paid if you leave. Once we get to the island, you’re ours for 24-hours.” He tapped the contract with his long finger. “When your service is over, I transfer $10,000 to your account and send you home.” “$10,000?” I choked on it. That was more than generous. I scanned the contract again. It had long, dense paragraphs of disclaimers and waivers but not much in the way of details. “I’ll be — okay — when it’s over?” “You’ll be okay.” He smiled. I liked his smile. I needed the money. I signed. He put the collar around my neck and buckled it. If you like dark short erotica, kinky alpha billionaires — and no-entrances-barred hard-and-unprotected group interracial action with a white woman at the center, you'll love Q. Zayne's creamy story about Brittani’s scary-hot visit to The Billionaire’s Club. Click Buy and get the adventure! All characters are 18+ and readers should be, too, due to language and sexual content. If you're over 21, enjoy the dash of interracial BMWW romance sparked amid all the juicy action. :)