Pleasure Series #1 : Roxanne Parks Roxanne "Roxy" Parks is the black sheep of her family. A party-loving, seductress who has never had issues getting guys. She has moved through her life going between meaningless flings and a one-night stand. Not wanting to commit to anyone she loves the freedom she has. When she met a stranger one night, he awakens something inside her. As it appears that she might have finally found someone special. There is a catch she's about to discover when he turns up in her life in a most unexpected way. In a web of lust, secret, sex and love. Let the game for their heart begin. But someone's might just get broken along the way.
"ROXY"
Downing another drink, I slid the shot glass back towards Ritchie, the barman. "Fill me up again Ritch."
"What's the magic word?" He teased with his usual cocky grin as he reached for the tequila bottle.
I pretended to think for a moment before giving him a sweet and innocent smile and replied,
"Alcohol."
He laughed and poured two shots. Moving nearer to me, he handed one over then clinked the second glass against mine before we tossed back the contents together. I knew Ritchie well by now. This club being my regular haunt, I often ran into him here both when he was on and off the clock.
We got on really well when I first met him, so well that we ended up spending the rest of the night chatting and drinking. Not that it ended there. After many drinks, we'd ended up going back to his place and hooking up.
He gave me a little wink before making his way over to some new arrivals at the bar. I don't usually keep in contact with my one night stands but with Ritchie, there wasn't much of a choice as I run into him so much. Luckily he isn't the type to make things awkward and that night was soon left in the past, these days us being just good friends. Something I'm happy about. He's a laugh and good company, after all.
I watched him serve some new customers for a moment before a familiar tune started up and an instant rush flowed through me. As I found myself standing and making my way across the room, my body instantly alive and moving to one of my favourite tracks.
The beat of the music coursed through me, the lights of the club illuminating the crowded dance floor. I'd barely been dancing for a few minutes before I felt a hard body press against my back. Hands gripped my waist, holding me closer. Before I could react, a voice I recognised called out to me over the music.
"Fancy seeing you here."
I laughed as I realised who it was and continued to dance, sure to sway my hips in just the right way so as to brush against him. I heard him groan before he bowed his head, speaking into my ear.
"If you keep doing that , you know what will happen."
A warm heat flushed through my chest at his words. I knew exactly what would happen, from a recent experience. I placed my hands over his, sliding them lower down my body until they rested on my hips.
"Maybe I want it to happen." I replied.
Before I could say or do anything else, he spun me around to face him. My long dark hair fanning out around me, his mischievous grin and the twinkle in his bright blue eyes instantly brought back memories of a few nights earlier. How he had touched me, kissed me, pleased me. He was definitely one of my better hook ups. One I definitely wouldn't mind another round with.
"Well I know I wouldn't mind a repeat of the other night." Dylan said.
"Is that so?"
I leant closer. My body pressed against him, as his hands made their way lower until they settled on my ass. My own travelling up his arms, resting on his broad shoulders. I felt the rumble in his chest as he let out a small moan. Tilting my head up, I let my gaze meet his before flicking down to his mouth. I remembered the feel of his lips against mine, the alcohol buzzed through me and I instantly wanted to feel them again.
I couldn't wait another second as I pressed my lips to his in a heated kiss. My hands finding their way into his short sandy hair, tangling it around my fingers. His kiss was firm and hungry, I felt his tongue brush my lips and parted them instantly allowing his access. I felt the heat coursing through me, pooling in my core as the kiss deepened. After what felt like an eternity, he pulled back to utter a single question.
"Your place or mine?"
"Mine's nearer," I replied, still breathless from the kiss and still desperately needing more. He smirked, grabbing my hand and practically dragging me through the busy dance floor towards the exit.
The cool night air was refreshing after the hot and stuffy club. I took a deep breath, savouring the sweet nectar of the oxygen passing through my body. Dylan's hand moved me forward once again. Reaching the curb he pulled open the door of one of the parked taxis, holding it open for me to climb in first. Laughing slightly, I climbed in shuffling to the far end and giving the driver my address while Dylan got in behind me.
The moment the door closed behind him he leant over pulling me into another kiss. His hands roaming over my body, reaching under the hem of my short gold dress, brushing against my thigh. We only parted when we arrived at my place and shuffled out of the taxi to make our way to my door.
Just as I turned my key in the lock there was a flash illuminating the sky above, followed by a loud rumble that was so deep it was as though coming from the centre of the earth itself. The skies opened, rain pouring down around us as the storm kicked in. I smiled to myself as a few drops of rain hit my skin before we crossed the threshold and entered my hallway.
I've always loved thunderstorms. The electricity in the air and the rumbles above soothe me. Each sound and each flash feels like my emotions are being unlocked and played through the sky, releasing me from them and making me feel alive and free. I embraced the freedom as a renewed energy began surging through my body.
I captured Dylan's mouth, not holding back as I met his tongue with my own, moaning against his lips. Without hesitation he lifted me. My legs wrapped round his waist as he pushed me against the wall trapping me between the cold hard surface and his warm firm chest.
Locked together, desire and need rushing through us we pulled at one another's clothes. Adjusting his grip on me slightly, Dylan carried me towards the stairs and skilfully made his way up them, holding me securely. He reached my room and walked us inside. Strolling straight to the bed, he lowered me on to the mattress and kissed me softly.
A flash of lighting illuminated the room as he straightened up, his toned and muscular torso on full display. A loud rumble sounded once more. Dylan reached forward, a large smirk on his face as he trailed kisses up the inside of my ankle, travelling upwards along my leg and inner thigh. The sweet tingle of his lips on my sensitive flesh caused me to moan as my breathing sped up.
His fingertips swept over my skin. Climbing higher until they hooked into the waistband of my underwear and slipped them down. He broke away from me to pull them the rest of the way off before casting them aside.
He groaned his approval as his eyes took in the sight before him. He made quick work of removing his boxers and climbed on to the bed settling between my legs. Bending my knees, I secured my legs around his waist, once more feeling his hard length pressing against my hips.
His mouth trailed kisses along my neck, occasionally nipping and sucking at the skin. I tilted my hips up in need as my blood rushed to my core.
"I need you... now," I begged. Grinding myself against him, desperate for the friction that would grant me a release.
" Condom?" he muttered
"Drawer." The word came out as a pant, as I inclined my head towards the drawer to my left.
He smiled and reached over pulling out a foil packet. Tearing into it, he quickly withdrew the condom and rolled it on. His eyes were darkened with hunger as he repositioned himself lining up to my entrance, in a single and powerful thrust he filled me. Every inch buried deep within me, his hips flush against my own.
I cried out in pleasure as his hard thrusts worked away the burning need inside me and his grip on my hips tightened into a sweet pain. Our moans filled the room, as we moved together picking up the pace, climbing towards our release, crashing over the edge and spiralling back down together. Breathless and exhausted we collapsed in a heap on the bed. The storm still raging outside, and within moments we were asleep.
Alexia Summer had no clue what she was going to get herself into when the two cars collided. One occupied by her, another by an infamous CEO of the Dark Enterprises. In the human world Mr Alec Dark is often classed as cruel - actually a few far meaner words. In the supernatural world Alec is kind of a huge deal. Little did Alec know that his life was about to take a U-turn on a regular Friday evening. And little did Alexia know that she has just met a real walking-talking werewolf. What if their meeting was not a coincidence? What if Alexia falls for someone she was never meant to love?
Pleasure Series #2 : Evan Daniels He's sexy, charming, flirty ...and has notoriously bad taste in women. With most of his one-nighters being comic disasters, Evan Daniels has been happy to go from one to the next, without attachments. Along with his playboy ways, comes a challengingly sharp wit and character, that most women can't hope to tame... But with the right woman, there is hope. When Katarina and Evan continue to rub each other the wrong way, the friction turns to a spark, but will it flame or will it burn out?
Cassandra Porsse grew up being the 'Miss Piggy' during her school days. Having a crush on one of the most popular boys in school, Crayvin Smith, and with her waistline expanding, Cassandra faces cruel peers and cold hearts. The final result toughens her resolve at the expense of creating a self-sabotaging relationship between Cassandra and her body. After battling through the demons of her past, Cassandra is back with a heart made of steel and moving on fresh from the Police Academy. Being the new officer in the station is hard enough, especially since she's the only woman, but what makes it more complicated is the fact that her new assigned partner is her old crush and nemesis.
"Carroll Brown is dead! But you have to marry him in your sister's name." My mother said to me in a cold tone. My sister was engaged to the hottest billionaire. It should have been a perfect marriage. Unexpectedly, Carroll was dead in an accident. My sister didn't want to become a widow, so she forced me to marry her dead fiance. And I had no right to refuse her. Actually, I was the biological daughter of the Smith family. My sister was an adoptive one. My sister and I had been swapped at the hospital when we were just born. My parents had already had a deep relationship with her. So they chose to sacrifice me. On the wedding day, I was taken to the mourning hall. "Ma'am, please keep Master company and let him feel warm." The housekeeper said with a cold expression. I couldn't help but look up at the portrait above the coffin, and my heart skipped a beat at this glance. The man in the portrait was more handsome than the superstars in Hollywood. Carroll Brown? My dead husband? Wow, he was really handsome! I didn't know how long had passed when my stomach began to rebel. After one glance at the coffin, I swallowed my saliva and then begged with my fingers crossed. "Mr. Carroll, I'm starving! May I eat your pastries? You don't mind, do you?" "I do." "Ah!" Scared, I broke out in a cold sweat. My legs went limp, and I fell to the ground. I shouted, "Ghost!" Carroll curled his lips, leaned over, and touched the black coffin. "Mr. Carroll has risen from the dead. What do you think of this headline tomorrow?"
COALESCENCE OF THE FIVE SERIES BOOK ONE: THE 5-TIME REJECTED GAMMA & THE LYCAN KING BOOK TWO: THE ROGUES WHO WENT ROGUE BOOK THREE: THE INDOMITABLE HUNTRESS & THE HARDENED DUKE *** BOOK ONE: After being rejected by 5 mates, Gamma Lucianne pleaded with the Moon Goddess to spare her from any further mate-bonds. To her dismay, she is being bonded for the sixth time. What’s worse is that her sixth-chance mate is the most powerful creature ruling over all werewolves and Lycans - the Lycan King himself. She is certain, dead certain, that a rejection would come sooner or later, though she hopes for it to be sooner. King Alexandar was ecstatic to meet his bonded mate, and couldn’t thank their Goddess enough for gifting him someone so perfect. However, he soon realizes that this gift is reluctant to accept him, and more than willing to sever their bond. He tries to connect with her but she seems so far away. He is desperate to get intimate with her but she seems reluctant to open up to him. He tries to tell her that he is willing to commit to her for the rest of his life but she doesn’t seem to believe him. He is pleading for a chance: a chance to get to know her; a chance to show her that he’s different; and a chance to love her. But when not-so-subtle crushes, jealous suitors, self-entitled Queen-wannabes, an old flame, a silent protector and a past wedding engagement threaten to jeopardize their relationship, will Lucianne and Xandar still choose to be together? Is their love strong enough to overcome everything and everyone? Or will Lucianne resort to enduring a sixth rejection from the one person she thought she could entrust her heart with?
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
After five years of marriage, my husband is always absent on my birthday. No gifts, no blessings. He said, "I've given you the money, buy whatever you want." But he started preparing for Fiona's birthday half a month in advance. He said, "She's different, she only has me." As the sole survivor of a unexpected fire, he has been heartbroken for over a decade. Watching Fiona in Moments holding a cake and kissing his face. I slowly commented. 【Just this useless person, I'm giving him to you.】
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
Charlee was left at the altar and became a laughingstock. She tried to keep her head high, but ultimately lost it when she received a sex tape of her fiance and her half-sister. Devastated, she ended up spending a wild night with a hot stranger. It was supposed to be one-time thing, but he kept popping up, helping her with projects and revenge, all while flirting with her constantly. Charlee soon realized that it was nice having him around, until her ex suddenly appeared at her door, begging for another chance. Her tycoon lover asked, “Who will you choose? Think carefully before you answer.”