Aphrodite Jones: Books Novels & Stories

I am trying not to return to the apartment and find them together. “Do we know how Mathius’s meeting went yesterday?” Emmy asks. “From what Dylan told me, it went well. I guess the woman, Nayleen, that he met with was incredibly helpful.” Sapphire answers. So that is the woman's name. Damn, even her name is beautiful as she is. Once again, the apartment is dark, or that is what I thought. Someone left the dimmer light on, making the living room look like something out of a romance novel that Sapphire reads. She is into those fantasy/paranormal romance stories. Has Dylan caught her reading them? Giant hands grab my hips as I touch the switch to turn it off. I scream as I am pulled ba

I didn’t hesitate. I pulled Fifty Shades of Grey first (cliché, yes, but I needed an entry point), then The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty by Anne Rice, Story of O, a slim volume called The New Topping Book just to balance it out, and two anthologies with titles like Bound Hearts and Surrender to Me. The stack felt heavy in my arms, like contraband. I carried them to the my corner and hid them under the table. I sat down, and opened the first book.

Sam sat in the passenger seat of the BMW as they raced down the interstate. He couldn’t believe it. It all felt like a dream. Here he was, in the passenger seat of a new BMW, racing down the highway, leaning back, with a hot girl by his side. And it was her car, and she was driving—stick. She was hot to begin with, but this made her really hot. He felt like he was in some kind of James Bond movie. Things like this just didn’t happen to him. Girls never even talked to him, and the few times he’d tried to pick them up, it hadn’t gone so well.

“Wait here, I’m going to give you something that will help you relax.” Before I could make a protest, she was gone out of my sight. Girl number eleven was now too close to Ace, as if she wanted to sit on her lap. She kept nudging for his biceps, rubbing her arms against Ace’s from time to time. Ace seemed to be oblivious of the lustful stares he was getting from the girls flocking around him. “Got it” Karen came back catching he breathe with three books in her hands. “Here.” “What am I going to do with these?” grabbing the offered books to me, the book on top was entitled ‘Fifty Shades of Grey.’

Tides or Desire! On a much needed vacation to the Bahamas, Jade is determined to escape the monotony of her life and let loose for once. But when she locks eyes with Adrian a mysterious, devastatingly handsome man with a magnetic energy her quiet getaway takes an unexpected turn. What begins as a simple conversation under the warm glow of a beachside bar turns into a night filled with undeniable chemistry, lingering touches, and raw passion. In Adrian’s arms, Jade discovers something she never knew she craved a connection that feels as electric as the crashing waves outside.

Licking her lips, she moves to settle herself down next to the tray of delicious food before picking up her fork and knife and moving to enjoy her breakfast in peaceful bliss. 45 minutes later and a belly full of food, it doesn’t take Isabella long before she begins to get bored of just sitting within her room. Her body itching for something to keep her mind busy, that she decides on reading one of her many books, a book known as Our Luna, Our Mate. A spicy romance novel dealing with wolves. Werewolves to be more precise before diving into their pages for company. “Mmm, that’s it baby, moan for us” whispers Eros, loving the way Athena reacted to their touch even when Ares moved to bite her b

"Umm, how about we just talk." Selene motions to two foldable chairs in the corner of the cavern. The two sit facing each other. Jones feels nervous as he looks at the woman of his dreams watches him. Goddess, how he missed her! His desire to touch her consumes him. All he would have to do was reach for her, run his fingers down her bare arms. Instead, his fingers would slip up past her shoulder until they are cupping her neck, and he is dragging her lips to his...

My hands won't stop trembling. Lena looked up from the brittle pages spread across the rickety wooden table. Her fingers moved with careful precision, treating each text like it might dissolve at her touch. "These records suggest that's normal. The Phoenix Essence wants to be remembered." The chamber itself was barely larger than a storage closet, buried deep beneath the main library halls where we'd been hiding for the past three days. The air tasted stale and ancient, mixed with the faint metallic tang that seemed to emanate from the scattered artifacts pulsing with strange energy. Brass figurines, crystal shards, and what looked like petrified feathers glowed with a dull, intermittent lig

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I was a sucker for pretty faces. The only reason I agreed to date Isabelle was because she was passable-looking as partner material. It had only been a few days since junior year started when my roommate came over to me and awkwardly said, "Damian, I just spotted your girlfriend getting pretty close to that well-known broke pretty boy by the campus lake." I immediately rolled up my sleeves and rushed toward the lake. From a distance, I saw Isabelle standing very close to a slim young man. But the moment I got a good look at his face, I froze. "Damn! This guy was insanely handsome!" He was so good-looking that even I, as another guy, was jealous. Isabelle frowned and stepped in front of me.