This 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 - 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 2 - 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 3 - 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. Book 4 - 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. 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.
Lihat lebih banyakCeliaI’d been on the bus for way too long, and I was exhausted. The trip had taken almost 30 hours because of storms in several states, and I’d had to change buses in Chicago. That had been an adventure all on its own. I climbed down off the local bus I’d picked up at the bus station around lunchtime and forgot all about how exhausted I was.I wandered around like Alice in Wonderland for so long that by the time I did get to the dorm, I was barely able to make my feet move. I wanted nothing more than to make my bed, order a pizza, and pass out. But that would mean I’d continued my old habit of comfort eating.I hated it, it was never about eating out of hunger, but more to make me feel good, or to quench that sudden urge. It never really made me feel good, though, because not only would I regret it every time I put on my pants and found out they were a little bit tighter, but the guilt of eating so much garbage, would always weigh heavy on my mind.“Shit!” I yelped as I tried to open
Celia“Celia!” I heard someone whisper my name loudly but thought it must be a dream because I was still asleep.I was exhausted, I thought. Go back to sleep, girl.“Celia!” This time, it was louder and accompanied by the thunk of a pillow over my head.I scrambled up, my arm out to defend my head. “Mom, stop! I’m trying to sleep!”Even as I said it, thoughts started to filter into my head. She only used the pillow when I absolutely had to wake up. Otherwise, she’d have just left me to sleep in my own version of zombie land.“Celia, it’s late, you have to get up!” She stood over me, hands on her hips, arms akimbo as I gaped up at her.“The bus!” I screamed out as I realized that if I didn’t get on the bus that would take me to the Big Apple, then I’d be stuck in Iowa missing my first week of my new life. My mom could only afford to get one bus ticket, and if I missed this bus then I’d be stuck here. I had worked all summer to get extra money, but that was supposed to keep me going whi
CeliaIt was my last night in the trailer that I’d called home for far too long. I didn’t celebrate, not the way most kids my age would. There were no parties, no tearful goodbyes planned. Just me, on my own, the same as always. Nothing new, really.I spent it the same way I spent most nights at home like this. I fantasized about all the boys I’d meet when I finally made it to New York. During the day, I studied my ass off, and worked my ass off, but at night, alone in my room, I let my fantasies run wild.I’d think about sitting on a bench, the air cool and damp, the threat of snow just enough to make you want to curl up with your crush and cuddle as leaves fell down around you. All the magic of autumn would combine as I made out with the all-star football hunk or even the all-star geek, if there was such a thing. He’d snuggle up to me and whisper to me about how very much he wanted me.He wouldn’t want the hot cheerleader who managed to fuck the whole football team just to get a pie
Is my perfect match on campus one guy, or three?I had a filthy fantasy, one so hot that the night before going to college, I had the wildest dream about the all-star quarterback falling at my knees. I was brought back to reality soon. Life at NYU hasn’t turned out the way that I’d hoped. All the social clubs that I joined were a bust and my roommate turned out to be far from my friend. Instead, she’s a bully that I need to get as far away from as possible.Then, one day, I got a text.Not any ordinary text, but one so dirty that it drove my mind wild.It messed with me.So, I responded.And that’s how the texting relationship started and as the texts got dirtier there was only one thing on my mind: who was this guy?Or was it three?The message tone changed depending on the time of day.The ones I got first thing in the morning were so hot that they could turn steel bars into pools of molten metal.The ones in the afternoon were even better, but just…different.And the texts I got
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