Jace HerondaleAt the mall, I’d stocked up on socks, underwear, jeans, and some long-sleeved pullovers. I grabbed a second pair of shoes too. When my place was ransacked by that crazy maniac I’d been at class, which meant my only surviving possessions had been the clothes on my back, plus my backpack and laptop. Friends had loaned me things, and although the insurance check hasn't come in yet, so it's time to restock with essentials.I went to a mega-center, one of those places open twenty-four hours, and I got some pillows, sheets, towels, shampoo, bodywash, a couple of disposable razors, and a new electric toothbrush. As I walked by a display of fresh flowers, an idea struck me. I picked up a big bouquet of wildflowers, then headed off... Tossing a package of chocolates and treats in my cart, I grinned wryly. Maybe this was all part of being a good roommate. Then again, maybe I wanted to fuck her more than I want to admit to myself. Shaking the thoughts away, I headed off to the ch
Hera LightwoodI can't, I just can't with this guy.I'm standing in my new room, my hands on my hips with my heart still pounding and beating rapidly inside my chest. It's a strange mix of desire and anger. I'm not sure what to do with it.It's just day One....One freaking day with him!And am already feeling this way, why did I suddenly have the urge to go pee?”I thought to myself mentally groaning as i dragged my hair out of my head frustratingly..Which by the way hurts like hell...Jace, Jace.....I still don't know which word to use to describe him yet!!!Day one and already nothing is going as planned. I thought a lot of different things about doing this, and now I'm questioning all of it.How the hell am I going to survive with this guy here for lord knows how long? Especially if it turns out gray jogging pants and him being practically naked are his everyday attire. I'll never be able to look at him without my eyes wanting to drop to the bulge between his legs.I run open pal
Jace Herondale's P.O.V.I place my hands on my chest and lay back on the bed. I'm looking up at the ceiling, but my eyes keep shifting to the door. She's right there. Right across the hall. Two steps are basically all that separate us.I should have just gone for it. Why the hell didn't I?There was a split second where I thought she was going to come to me, but she didn't. She shied away and retreated her bedroom. . . Her bedroom that's right there. Her room that she's laying in, maybe in some cute nightie with naked legs and a bra-less chest.My dick thickens as I picture her in tiny little shorts that her ass hangs out of, and a tank-top with no bra. Beaded nipples poking against the fabric as she runs a single finger up between her tits to her mouth to nibble on her nail.I grip my dick and adjust the hard muscle. I fucking want her. I want her so damn bad, but I know shouldn't. Isabelle would be so pissed if she found out we slept together. I know this like I know the sky is blue
Jace Herondale's P.O.V.So after many days of tiptoeing around eachother, the sexual tension. They still tried to live together and now they're trying to have dinner like any normal roommate.Although pretty sure they're anything from normal!But that still doesn’t tell me why medicine.”Hera placed her elbows on the table, leaning closer.“I knew from an early age that one day I’d have to carry on the family legacies. It was the only thing I was sure of. But I didn't just want my family's legacies, yes I have a responsibility. I guess subconsciously I chose a field where taking care of others was the focus and making a name for myself.Smiling at me fondly, Hera twirled a piece of her shiny blond hair between her fingers. “Were you always such a good kid, a serious student.”“Don’t patronize me. I was a nerd.” I set my napkin beside my now empty plate.She laughed, and I couldn’t help but smile. “I didn’t say that.”“That’s only because you were trying to be nice.”She shrugged. “It’s
Hera Lightwood's P.O.V.When I woke up, I was sure last night had just been a bad dream. Then I swung my legs over the side of the bed and saw the champagne bottle and glass on my floor, frowning as memories of last night clawed at the edges of my brain. I steeled myself and tiptoed into the hall. The house was totally quiet. Jace's bedroom door was mostly shut, and I rushed past it. A Post-it note was stuck to the coffeemaker, Jace's messy handwritten scrawled across the paper.We need to talk.Four little words shouldn’t have had the ability to make me break out in hives, but when the reality of last night came crashing back, I had to grip the counter for support. I had actually seriously propositioned him for sex. This was the reality I had to deal with now. Hanging my head in my hands, I inhaled deeply.If I could stay in my room and hide all day, I would. But then my new dog let out another whimper.“Okay. Come on, buddy.” I grabbed his leash and slipped my feet into my shoes, a
Jace Herondale's P.O.V.Have you decided yet?” Dr. Stinson asked, standing beside me.I looked down at the options again and frowned. Turkey meat loaf or lasagna. If I was going to rock Hera’s world tonight, I wanted to eat light. I didn’t want a stomach full of heavy food to impact my performance.“I might just hit the salad bar,” I said, turning to see if the offerings looked wilted.Dr. Stinson chuckled. “I wasn’t asking if you’d decided on dinner. I meant your specialty. You have a clear talent for setting the opposite sex at ease. You’d make a great women’s care practitioner.”Grabbing a tray from the stack, I followed him to the salad bar. “I’ve been thinking more about, uh . . .”The first thing that jumped into my mind was cardiology. That was what I’d said when Hera had asked. But that was Dr. Stinson’s specialty, and I knew if I said that, he’d start talking my ear off. And I really wanted a break from intense career discussions right now.“Plastic surgery,” I finally blurte
Here’s P.O.VAs I sat there listening to the spray of the shower, my jitters multiplied. Jace was barely ten feet from me, readying himself for our agreed-upon sexual encounter, but now I felt more unsure than ever.Last night when I’d challenged him—called him out on his cocky opinion that after just one night, women fell hopelessly in love with him—I’d felt sexy, brazen, emboldened by the alcohol, spurred on by the illicit undertones of our late-night conversation. Now, stone-cold sober and with nothing to do all day but think it over, I no longer felt fun and flirty. Every negative possible consequence had replayed through my brain for hours.Isabelle would probably never speak to me again if I seduced her brother. Was I really willing to ruin my friendship for a couple of good orgasms? And besides that,. Or rather, I was too young for him. I’d probably disappoint him in the bedroom with a lackluster performance. And what if what he said was true—that he was so amazing in bed, I’d
Hera Lightwood's P.O.V.After Isabelle intrusion that night things has been awkward, Isabelle just got back to Boston but she left already saying she's moving to stay with their mother and help run the company. She had business in Boston so she decided to drop by and her spontaneous sweet visit cock blocked Me and her brother. Anyways after that night jace told me we would talk about a redo..But he'll be bombed with work for the next week, I thought be was exaggerating but he hadn’t been lying when he’d said I wouldn’t see much of him this week. It was Thursday and our paths had crossed only twice while he was coming and going. He worked all night at the hospital, then slept all day. We occasionally left each other Post-it notes around the house, silly little things like the strict orders I gave him to stay away from my Chinese leftovers, or the note he’d left letting me know we were out of almond milk but he’d pick up more.While I was busy not seeing Jace, it gave me time to stew o
Sinful Devotion Intro; At Jax’s party, Isolde never expected to find herself pinned against a wall by Raphael Laurent her brothers best friend who was not just dangerous but magnetic, and the one man she should stay away from. But the way he looks at her? Like she’s his favorite sin, his addiction, his inevitable downfall? It leaves her breathless. Raphael has wanted Isolde for as long as he can remember, but he’s always kept his distance until now. One touch, and all his restraint shatters. She’s his, and he’s done pretending otherwise. Between the pulsing music, stolen glances, and whispered confessions, a game of seduction unfolds one that neither of them intends to lose. But Raphael isn’t the only one watching Isolde tonight. And some obsessions are far more dangerous than desire. Isolde’s P.O.V. The warmth that had been simmering inside me flared into something sharp, something dark. My body moved before I could think, but Raphael’s arm looped around my waist, pull
Her lover!Intro; They were best friends, from best of friends to lovers, this is a very short story of a sweet memorable goodbye erotical lesbian love story.It’s about two lovers, who share deep ties but are forced apart and can’t stay together. Two girls who come from deep Christian homes, try to hide their queer side. As much as they tried to conceal their true selves the more they felt how destructive it was going to be, Calista loves Selene but Calista doesn’t intend to stay.She intends to run to start afresh, Selene refuses to leave her family but her heart yearns for her love.Callista’s P.O.V Callista stood at the edge of the bed, her silk slip barely clinging to her shoulders, her breath uneven. She could already feel the heat of Selene’s gaze, dark and hungry, raking over her like fire. “This is the last time,” Callista whispered, though she already knew it was a lie. Selene stepped forward, closing the distance between them, her fingers tracing the delicate strap of C
LESSON IN SIN A Forbidden Private Tutor Romance Synopsis Cassian was never one to follow the rules. At nineteen, he had everything wealth, good looks, and a rebellious streak that made his parents desperate to tame him before he left for university. Their solution? Hire a strict, no-nonsense private tutor to whip him into shape. Léonie Rousseau Dumont. At twenty-seven, she’s brilliant, disciplined, and completely untouchable. The moment she walks into his life, Cassian knows he should stay away. She’s his tutor. His superior. The one person who’s supposed to keep him in line. But her eyes linger too long. Her voice drips with challenge. And when she punishes him, it feels more like a dare than a lesson. What starts as a dangerous game of tension and teasing spirals into a forbidden affair neither of them can resist. In the quiet confines of his study room, where boundaries blur and power shifts, Léonie fights to maintain control but Cassian has every intention of breaking her.
The Babysitter’s SinIntro- Nikolas Dubrovsky is a man torn between duty and desire. A devoted father trapped in a loveless marriage, he fights to uphold the image of a perfect family. But when Isla Laurent walks into his home a young, beautiful babysitter with wide, innocent eyes and a body made to be sinned against he knows he’s doomed.She’s temptation wrapped in silk, a dangerous addiction he can’t quit. Isla should be off-limits. Too young, too sweet, too his. He should resist the way she looks at him, the way she bends for him, the way she aches for him when no one’s watching. But behind closed doors, when his wife is asleep upstairs, he takes what he wants. Hard. Deep. Without remorse.Their affair is reckless. Twisted. A secret that could destroy everything. But Isla doesn’t care. And neither does he.Because once you taste forbidden fruit, you never stop craving it.Nikolas’s P.O.V.Nikolas knew this was wrong.He gripped the edge of the counter, staring at his reflection in
Unscripted RuinIntro; This is a brutal, Filthy BDSM Erotica. Nyx Valente thought she’d seen it all. As one of the industry’s most sought-after sex porn star, she’d been bound, fucked and used. Every inch of her body claimed for the camera, but nothing could’ve prepared her for Zephyr Dain.He too is a porn legend. A goddamn force of nature. A man who didn’t just dominate he destroyed. From the moment she stepped on set, the power shifted. It wasn’t an act. It wasn’t just a scene. It was real. The way he touched her, toyed with her, pushed her past every limit she thought she had he made her body his canvas, and he was an artist in ruin.The cameras were rolling. The crew was watching. But Nyx wasn’t performing anymore.She was breaking.And Zephyr?He wasn’t going to stop until she was completely wrecked.Nyx’s P.O.V.The lights burned hot, the bright glare of the cameras was relentless, but nothing, nothing was as searing deep and intense as Zephyr Dain’s stare.It was a look that
PENTHOUSE OF SIN Intro; She knew she should stay away, Adrien Dumont was nothing but danger wrapped in silk and expensive clothing. He is cold, ruthless, and utterly untouchable. A man who owned the world and played with it like a puppet on strings. But behind closed doors, in the lavish heights of his penthouse, he was something else entirely. A predator, her captor, her tormentor. A man who devoured her without mercy, who whispered filth against her skin and made her body beg for every dark, twisted thing he craved. She was his mistress, his secret obsession, the woman he used and ruined every night, only to push her away in the morning. She loved him for it. Loved being owned, being wrecked, being his. But what if she wasn’t just his plaything? What if, beneath the dominance and the greed, Adrien Dumont was just as obsessed just as fucking wrecked for her? And what if, one day, he finally let himself lose control? Would she survive it? Would she even want to? Seraphine’s
Owned & ObsessedIntro:Selene Vasquez knows exactly what kind of man she married, Ruthless, Possessive, Insatiable.Lucian Vasquez built his empire from the ground up, ruling the corporate world with a cold, calculating mind and an iron grip. But behind closed doors, with his wife? He’s nothing short of a monster a man who worships, ruins, and devours her in equal measure. Their marriage is built on power, passion, and a hunger that never fades.Late nights in his office turn into sinful games. A simple discussion spirals into filthy naughty tryst and bent-over-desk confessions.Lucian’s P.O.VThe knock at the door is soft, hesitant. Lucian glances up from his laptop, a muscle ticking in his jaw. It’s late the office is empty except for him, the hum of the city lights outside his high-rise the only sound filling the silence. He leans back in his leather chair, fingers drumming against the desk.“Come in.”The door eases open, and there she is……Selene.His wife. His personal secreta
ClaimIntro; Lia and Darius have been best friends for years, although the hidden part of them always knew they would somehow find their way to each other even when they dated other people.The longing was there, pain was there, the tension, the stolen glances, the unspoken desire it’s been building for too long.But now they’ve finally seen how symphonic their union can be, and they dared to step out of the boundary they had unconsciously placed between them.Claiming each other!Lia’s P.O.V.God he’s gorgeous!Being this close with him is simply intoxicating, the air between them crackled with something electric, something dangerously potent, as they stood inches apart in the dimly lit living room. Rain pelted the windows, a rhythmic drum against the silence that had built up between them over the years. Years of stolen glances, lingering touches, and buried hunger that neither dared to voice. But tonight, there was no holding back.“Say it, Lia,” his voice was low, edged with hun
Soulmates!Intro;Maxim Leonov has spent years building his empire, ruling with an iron fist, feared by many but there has only ever been one thing he truly wanted. Tatiana Mirova. The untouchable beauty who has haunted his every thought, the one woman who sees beyond his ruthless exterior. Now, she’s finally his. No more running. No more resisting. Tatiana may fight him, may try to deny the pull between them, but Maxim is a man who always gets what he wants. And what he wants is her mind, body, and soul. He intends to show her, every single day, that she belongs to him. That she was always meant to be his queen.Whether she surrenders willingly or not… well, that’s up to her. But in the end, Tatiana will learn when Maxim Leonov loves, it’s forever. Maxim’s P.O.V.As soon as we were back into the room, I stalk straight to the leather collar I had specifically bought today for her. I snatch the beautiful leather band from the top and turn to face her ready to pounce on her."Wait ju