Novels by Aurora Kim

W͟i͟n͟t͟e͟r͟Blake's hand tightens around mine, his palm sweating. For a moment I second guess myself, thinking it's probably not a good idea considering he could be a serial killer. I quickly shake off my doubt. Honestly, I could care less whether or not he is. Death and sex sound equally inviting although I'd prefer sex. The corner of my mouth twitches. At least I'd die happy.He stops abruptly, causing me to run into his back. I wince, hoping I didn't hurt him. "Sorry," I apologize, feeling sheepish. He chuckles and I realize that we're at the door of his cabin. And... I glance around the hallway, realizing we're in one with no other doors. He's digging in his pockets, looking for something."Uhhh..." He looks over his shoulder at me. "You ok?" I nervously shift my weight to my other foot. "There aren't any other cabins here." He chuckles. "I wanted to have some privacy and this is about as private as you can get on a ship that you share with 1,000 people," he says dryly.He

B͟l͟a͟k͟e͟I can't stop looking her over. Her breasts are just... I want to tease her. I want to kiss them, squeeze them, taste them. I want to make her beg for more. Makes me wonder how much attention I'd have to give them before she'd clench around my fingers, soaking them.𝘚𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘪𝘵, 𝘉𝘭𝘢𝘬𝘦!I need to focus on the task at hand: getting her into my bed. Can't make her cum unless I get her there."You're the only beautiful woman I see," I give her a wink.She eyes me in distaste and instantly comes back with, "I'm the ONLY woman you see." Ooh, that's hot. Her eyes are fiery. It seems her temper has gotten the best of her. But I can tame that.I'll have her mewing like a kitten by the end of the night. She'll be begging for my cock."Nah, I'm looking at the most beautiful woman on the ship."She blinks at me. She was clearly not expecting that. "Oh." She turns back to her drink, finally taking a sip and makes this noise. It comes from her throat, sounding like a throaty moan

B͟l͟a͟k͟e͟𝘞𝘰𝘸I have to pick my jaw up off the floor. Her smile is radiant. It lights up the whole fucking room. I never thought I'd see the day where the first thing I was drawn to was a smile. I've been called embarrassingly shallow because the kind of girls I'm into are the kinds found on Instagram. I could care less than they're fake, they look like a good fuck. Maybe that's why I got in trouble when I tried serious relationships because I picked that same type of girl to settle down with.I met Ashlyn in Barbados, shooting photos for Maxim and social media. There was instant attraction and she was in my bed that night. She wasn't the best fuck I'd ever had but she was definitely one of the prettiest. Her body had been a thing of perfection.She'd had a ton of plastic surgery but I didn't care. I liked having a model on my arm; eye candy and head turns. We were a stunning couple. The amount of attention we got was staggering and it stroked my ego, satisfying my need for re

B͟l͟a͟k͟e͟ I swirl the glass in my hand, watching the brown liquid ripple back and forth. Jack Daniels always hits the spot. I look out at the water, the sunset almost blinding me. I had already promised her I would take her on a cruise. I had intended to keep the promise and now... I had held up my end and she dumped me. She fucking dumped me. It was supposed to be a Valentine's Day surprise: a romantic getaway on a cruise where we could make love, order room service and sunbathe on the deck. It was where I was also going to tell her the truth about my life. The big one that I was waiting to tell her until we were in the midst of planning the wedding. Which we ar-, were, until a week ago. She randomly took me to a nice restaurant in the middle of the week. I'd been appreciative, thinking about how much closer we were growing, glad that I had waited; glad that I had chosen her. I felt lucky, like the universe was finally smiling down on me. I let her think she had a higher

W͟i͟n͟t͟e͟r͟"Where are you from?" His gaze doesn't leave my face for a moment. I look around the main bar before turning and staring at him, wondering what the fuck is wrong with this man.I scowl at him. I don't need to be played with. Is he actually talking to me? "Are you talking to me?" I study his reaction.He tilts his head as his eyes trace along my skin before he suddenly licks his lips. "Well..." He reaches a hand up to run it through his tousled hair. 𝘏𝘰𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘮𝘯, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵. Golden, manly, large enough to render me completely helpless.The amusement in his voice is unmistakable and brings me back from my (very dirty) imagination. "You're the only beautiful woman I see," he winks at me, a chuckle leaving his lips. "I'm the ONLY woman you see," I snap back. I'm instantly mortified as I realize what I've said. I mean, it is true that I am the only remaining woman in the bar but maybe that's not what he meant? Maybe he's just being nice? No

W͟i͟n͟t͟e͟r͟ "Can I get another... ummm..." I stare down at the glass in my hand, attempting to articulate what I want but failing miserably. I tap on it, looking pointedly at the bartender, hoping for a little help. I'm not quite drunk but I got a nice little buzz going on. I pull the glass up to my nose and sniff it before frowning at the empty bottom. I'm irritated at the bartender, at the music playing, at the romantic lighting in this... this little room thing they call a bar. I'm in the middle of a fucking boat in the middle of the motherfucking Caribbean and I don't know what the fuck I'm still doing here. I shake the glass at the fine-as-hell bartender. His dark hair and olive complexion are making me feel a little better. A little eye candy is better than none, right? "I'm sorry, I don't remember the name of the... the ummm... yummy thing that you put in here?" He raises an eyebrow at me. "Just get me another one will you?" I'm trying to be nice but my i