Se connecterThis box set includes all the books in The FlirtChat series for your binge-reading pleasure. Each woman finds her happy ever after with men who cherish, and worship her in and out of the bedroom. Book 1 - Daily Sext Seven men. One for every day of the week. A story too sexy to pass up. Chicago University newspaper is going under. I need to save it. Everyone says sex sells, and what is sexier than a polyamorous relationship? One woman. Multiple men. Now that’s how you sell papers. Book 2 - Triple Sext I get a text. One so dirty it drives my mind and body wild. I have to respond. And as the texts get dirtier, I have to wonder…who is this guy? Or is it three guys? Book 3 - Quadruple Sext Four brothers in Vegas. A fantasy far beyond anything I’d ever imagined, but now that it was in my head, I knew that I’d never forget it. I couldn’t resist the urge to let them do all the things that they’d promised in their texts. They wanted me; but they didn’t know who I was. Yet they were about to find out. Book 4 - Naughty Sext Bianca Young and her dad tried to cross us. They wanted to take my family for fools, and now they’re going to find out what three jocks like us will do with her beautiful body. You’ll find plenty of steamy scenes in this collection and feisty heroines who fall in love with men who will do anything for the woman who’s the center of their world.
Voir plusSaxa
The blinding pain is the first thing to register as my eyes begin to open. It hits me in crashing waves, something that swallows every other sensation. My vision is a foggy smear of color and shadows. My ears ring so loudly it’s like a fire alarm is screaming from inside my skull. Every inch of me aches—no, it burns—with a pain so sharp it feels like my bones have been snapped at every point then forced back into place a hundred different ways.
And no, I’m not just being dramatic.
What the hell is happening to me?
My breath catches as the view finally begins to come into focus.
Chains, thick metal cuffs clamped tight around my wrists. My arms ache from being suspended for—god knows how long. I can’t even tell if it’s day or night. There’s no light peaking in from anywhere, which means no windows.
Great.
There’s just a dim flickering torchlight licking at dirt-covered stone.
Fuck.
Am I locked in a cage? Or would it be considered a dungeon?
Wait, why the hell am I arguing with myself about what to call this place?”
Focus, Saxa.
Panic clutches my chest as I yank against the restraints.
No give.
The chains are bolted to the wall behind me, thick enough to hold back a bear. My wrists are already bruised and bloodied, and every movement makes the cuffs dig deeper into my skin.
I’m shackled, in a cage, underground.
I force myself to take a few ragged breaths, trying to keep the rising wave of hysteria from crashing over me. There’s dirt under my feet, not concrete.
Damp, cold soil packed beneath my toes. I scan the chamber, throat tight.
Tunnels, at least four of them. Hollowed-out holes carved into the eastern walls. They’re wide—easily big enough for someone to crawl through. Some disappear into shadows so deep that I can’t see the end of it.
Maybe they lead out, maybe I could escape through one. Maybe—
I stop myself, it doesn’t matter if they go somewhere. I’m not getting to them unless I get out of the chains first. And that’s not going to be easy.
There’s a large iron door across the room. Heavy, bolted. A thin crack of light spills in from underneath it, faint but real. That could be a way out too, or just another trap.
My pulse spikes again. The silence is thick—too thick. Not peaceful, but watchful. Like the darkness itself is holding its breath.
Then I hear it, the screams.
Far off at first.
Sharp and ragged, like someone being torn apart. My heart jumps into my throat. The sounds grow louder, closer. Until it echoes off the walls and vibrates through my bones. It’s not just someone crying out—it’s someone dying.
The chains rattle as I instinctively pull back, cowering into the wall. My breath comes fast and shallow, my eyes dart across the chamber.
And then I see them.
Eyes.
The same eyes that have been haunting me since I was a little girl.
Red-rimmed, glowing faintly from the far corner. Watching me. Studying me. They don’t blink, they never do. They stay, watching, waiting.
The rest of the thing is hidden in shadow, but the shape is all wrong. Too tall, too angular. Wrong proportions. It’s not human, and every instinct in my body is screaming at me to run—but I can’t. I can’t even move.
It doesn’t speak, it doesn’t need to.
‘You’re next,’ its eyes seem to promise.
And I believe it.
I start thrashing against the chains, my pain long forgotten, fueled by nothing but pure terror. The metal bites hard into my skin, and I barely register the warm trickle of blood running down my forearms.
Get out.
Get out.
GET OUT.
The red eyed creature takes a step forward. I can hear it now—its breathing. Raspy. Wet.Something drags behind it, scraping against the floor.
This is it.
I’m going to die down here, I’m going to die before anyone even realizes that I’m gone.
Gran doesn’t even know that I left the house. She thinks I’m in bed, curled up under the covers, sleeping off a late night with friends.
She’ll come up the stairs in the morning to find my bed made and room empty, and she’ll think I ran…
Tears prick at the corner of my eyes, I don’t want to die like this. Not in the dark, not without saying goodbye.
My head whips towards the sound of metal crashing against the stone, squinting against a sudden burst of light. The door I saw before was pried off the hinges, laying crumped against the floor, a bright light pours in. For a second, I think help has come. Rescue, a guard, something.
But the red-eyed thing screeches—an ear splitting, rage filled howl—and launches a body across the room towards the door.
A man.
Limp, bloody, lifeless.
The figure in the doorway doesn’t flinch.
But then I see it.
A wolf.
Or—something like one.
Definitely something massive. The only thing I can make out are the eyes, they gleam with something more than animal instinct—something like intelligence. Purpose.
It lowers its head and growls, deep and guttural, without another moment of hesitation the red-eyed creature bolts towards one of the tunnels, vanishing into the dark.
The wolf steps into the room, snarling, steam rising off its body in the cold night air.
I can’t breathe.
The wolf turns its head, and for the briefest second—just before the world starts tilting and the darkness swallows me whole—our eyes meet, and I swear to god…
It looks like it knows me.
EpilogueTessaThey say that everything happens for a reason, and Carter’s exposure of my relationships made me feel sleazy for all of five seconds. Pete made me feel the woman that I’d desired to be from the start. There wasn’t anything that could bring down the rain, and as Pete asked, for the guys to be interviewed. It made us even more popular, but we didn’t publish their names. What would be the fun in that? We made it into a little game, and that just made the articles even more popular. There were girls that came to University, who, like me, were virgins, didn’t think they were worthy. They saw the pictures of me before my men, and after, they saw that there was a difference in me: one that had resulted, all due to them. Sometimes, we had dinners at Rich’s penthouse. All seven of us, there was no more jealously, or attitude as the guys all accepted that they were all equally important in my life. If anything, there was a mutual respect that hadn’t been in place before, and I di
PeteI couldn’t believe that Carter posted that shit about Tessa. It made me so fucking mad, to see that he had made her out to be some kind of whore. That he made out that we were idiots. He knew nothing about us, and I hated the way that he talked about her. I had to stop Archie from going down to his dorm and beating the shit out of him. “No one talks about my woman that way!” He roared like a fucking lion as he scrolled through all the posts that Carter had posted on every piece of social media that he could, and most of it was pathetic. Cheap shots from someone who had nothing going on in their life, and you could feel the jealously in every single one of them. Pathetic!I reminded him that Tessa would be pissed about Archie punching the lights out of Carter, not because she was crazy about the guy, but she’d always made it clear that she believed that violence solved nothing, and she hated all acts of it. We loved and respected Tessa, and as much as it would be great for Arc
Tessa“Hello sweetie, Archie showed you a good time last night?”Kim chimed as I headed to the kitchen, ready to eat. “He was charming last night,” I smiled as I thought about Ron and the triplets. It took me a while, but the reason why I was into all of them became apparent to me. I even got up a little later than usual this morning, I was tired, not from sex. But just from thinking about the night that I had with Archie and the words that Ron said to me yesterday. “I don’t feel pressured to be some kind of girl that knows everything, that has to put out everytime that we’re together and I don’t feel guilty about having seven men I feel…”“Shit! Fucking shit!” Cheryl blurted out as she sat at the breakfast table. “That’s rude. I was talking..”I was going to say what was on my mind until I saw what she was cursing about, it was him. Carter. Ron thought that he heard someone in the class, and I wished that I’d paid attention to him. I wish that I looked to see if someone else was
RonI was stepping on Archie’s toes, but I could tell that he was off his game. As I watched him practise I could see that he was a shadow of his former self. For some reaosn he kept looking at his phone and even at lunch, he said that he hadn’t seen Tessa on campus today. None of us had, but we knew the reawson why. Somewhere in the midst of it, we were all driving her away. We were getting foo fucking possessive and we had to calm the fuck down. “Hey,” I shouted out as I saw Kim. She was one of Tessa’s besties and we’d hung out a few times with Tessa. “Hey Ron, you good?” I nodded and then I cut to the chase. “You seen Tessa today? I tried calling her, but she’s not picking up.”She smiled, “You treading on your brother’s toes?”I shrugged, “What do you mean?”“Well, today’s Archie’s day right. Monday’s.”I nodded, “Yeah, it is but it’s just that I need to speak to her and I can’t find her. Besides Archie hasn’t heard from her all day.”“That’s weird, but I haven’t seen her. I
TessaShudders shook me as I felt two sets of hands slipping along the sensitive skin of my inner thighs and Pete’s mouth and fingers worked on me. Pete’s gentle finger slid into me, his thumb circling around my clit as Archie’s rougher fingers moved to hold me open for Pete’s mouth to delve deepe
RichI sat down and stared at my cell screen. I was the Sunday guy, the one that would make Tess feel better by having some kind of conversation that would be so outside of the box, that it would explode her mind every time. I was the nice guy that every girl wanted as a friend, the type that woul
Tessa“We can’t do this on the floor when I have a bed that will be far more comfortable.” Carlos said, when I came up for air from his thought-stealing kisses. “Let me up, we’ll go in there.” I didn’t want to break the mood but agreed. My knees already ached from the hard floor beneath the thick
Tessa“Mom, I’m so proud of you, and I hope that you keep up the good work!”She laughed, “Who’s the mom? You or I?”She was right, I did sound a little practicing, even though I didn’t mean to sound that way. I just wanted her to know that all those years of her sacrificing to be at home for me, m
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