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)

    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.

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

    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.

    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.

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    Betty is sweet and attractive, a nineteen year old girl with a gentle heart. She works in community service, visiting shut-ins, delivering their groceries, spending time with them. Each week she visits her boyfriend Tom at his college, but she finds herself wanting something more from Tom than a brotherly kiss on the cheek. There are growing hungers in Betty that leave her taunt and frustrated and sleepless. It is one of her shut-ins who recognizes the need in Betty and takes advantage. And then others join in. Pretty soon Betty is giving a new meaning to the words …community service.

    In the sensual, sizzling world of Penthouse, a threesome is hotter than a twosome, foursomes are a scorcher, and more is a dream come true.Readers of the world's greatest forum on sexuality can't help but agree, and their letters burn with all-true tales of husbands and wives, boyfriends and girlfriends, lovers and strangers mixed and matched in every possible combination.Follow them as they party and please, grope and tease on the patio and pool table, on picnic benches and massage mattresses, on fishing trips and in birthday orgies.

    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. :)

    A childhood spent afraid of her own shadow (and clowns, and heights, and antique wheelchairs, and spiders… the list goes on) has turned her into a young woman determined to face life head-on and go after what she wants. And what she wants is him. Meets immovable object.‘Billionaire playboy’ are the two words most often used when describing Jeremy Tinsdale. There seems to be no doubt that the gorgeous bachelor enjoys his position as crowned Prince of a corporate empire… and all the benefits that come with it. Though Jeremy acts as if he is exactly the shallow womanizer and figurehead CEO the media depicts, Penny believes there’s more to him than his public persona suggests… an article’s worth.An impossible equation?When Jeremy repeatedly warns her off the story, it only makes Penny more determined to discover what he’s hiding. But each step Penny takes toward learning the truth brings her closer to Jeremy, and the disturbing things she’s beginning to want. Uncovering Jeremy’s darkest secrets may just reveal her own.

     Contemporary Steamy Romance with a little Suspense. Together in one download, enjoy all three installments of the Glass Towers Trilogy on one place and at a great price!Author's Note: Newly edited with bonus material! Book 1: Beautiful small-town interior decorator Danielle Austen-Pyne had finally rid herself of her charismatic two-timing husband Bradley Pyne. While she has sworn off men, Danielle secretly retains her romantic ideals about love and marriage. HARRISON TOWERS, an enigmatic mega mogul, however, has turned his own romantic loss into a coldly cynical attitude about relationships and women. This sexual master has vowed to keep his relationships strictly physical with no strings attached. As they embark on an intensely erotic and passionate, no-strings attached relationship, Danielle soon discovers that being in Harrison’s world is not all glamour when power, lust, money, greed and danger present themselves at every angle and threatens to tear them apart.Book 2:Danielle struggles to pick up the pieces of her shattered life after her steamy affair with the enigmatic mogul comes to a screeching halt. She chastises herself for letting her guard down and tries to suppress her feelings for the man who possessed her body and stole her heart. Making matters worse, Danielle finds herself the victim of a mysterious stalker, who seems to know her every move. Caught in a tangled web of danger, money and power, Danielle begins to despair, as escape seems impossible. Will their connection be strong enough to see them through the journey on which fate has set them, or will meddling forces come between them? Book 3:The chemistry between them is undeniable. He captivated her from the first moment she laid eyes on him.While fate brought the small-town interior designer, Danielle Austen, and the sexy mogul, Harrison Towers, together, their pasts continue to threaten their future together. Their passion fuels their fire, while the couple continues to overcome the hurdles between them. Danielle has finally broken through Harrison’s aloof, controlling exterior. However, his devious, jilted ex-lover, Marion Devereaux, continues to threaten Danielle’s safety and seems to have help from someone close to Danielle. Will Harrison and Danielle be able to face these challenges together? Will their love be enough to conquer Marion’s evil plots? Will they get their storybook ending, or will Marion have her revenge? Adult Reading Material (18+) This book is intended for mature audiences and contains sexually explicit content ˃˃˃ In this set you receive: 1.Glass Towers, Champagne Showers...newly re-edited with bonus material2.Glass Towers, Shattered3.Glass Towers, Surrendered Scroll up and grab a copy today.

    Parker Preston’s intentions when he gave Alexandra Collins his phone number at the animal rescue gala were more personal than professional. But he’d never expected the sassy beauty with the blue streak in her hair to send him a picture of her perfect, perky boobs as enticement to adopt the dogs she was desperately trying to find a home for.But, dang if they weren’t the ideal incentive for him to offer his home to more than just the dogs. In exchange for adopting the older, bonded pair, she’d need to move in with him for a month and get the dogs acclimated. Oh, and she wouldn’t be sleeping in the guest room during her stay.The deal is only for a month though. And she insisted they weren’t going to fall in love, something he readily agreed with. They had the rules in place, what could possibly go wrong in four short weeks?