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It didn't take much thinking. “Yeah, I want to write contemporary romance,” He said. Iori was surprised, to say the least, she had expected it to be Erotica or something like that. After all, it’s known for male writers to be good at writing that genre from time to time. But contemporary romance was a whole other thing. “What made you choose it?” Iori asked in wonder, “I just read a few of those and thought to myself, aa~ah I can really do a better job writing one of these… And since then, the idea had been stuck into my head.” He explained and Iori shook her head hopelessly,

He kissed the sensitive skin there and I closed my eyes, savoring the pleasure that pulsed through my core. “Please,” I pleaded, not knowing what I was even asking for. “Please what?” Mitch's voice was silk wrapped in steel. He drove deeper and harder. “Tell us what you want. You know we are here to fulfill your darkest desires.” With them, I suddenly forgot it was snowing outside. Because I was hot and everything inside me was on fire. “More,” I begged, turning sideways to see how Mitch was fucking me. “Harder. Don't stop.”

A small whisper from her lips flared multiple sparkles in his body. ____________________________ Next will be updated soon. Do like and give feedback. Only one chapter. Means Epilogue is left which will be updated real soon. Do give a try to my other books as well. Spread the purple heart.

“Has there ever been such a match made in heaven? You are both straight into your obsessions. What are you writing, Em? Any good sex?” “I am writing my first contemporary romance,” she replied. “Let me guess, star-crossed lovers in a band?” He laughed. Owen laughed. “Does it have a happy ending?” “No, but they keep their bandmates awake in the tour bus with their rhythmic thumping,” James rocked suggestively and groaned. “Oh, Emily, f-k, f-k, f-k!” Owen flushed. “Shut up, James,” he replied without heat. “You are just jealous you can’t lure Jeremy into your bunk.”

Anyway, after all my ongoing books have been completed, I've decided to focus mainly on MM romances (billionaires, mafias and maybe wolves ;)] with a little sprinkle forbidden romances and realllyyy spicy smut I'll meet you in those new worlds. Really EFFING LOVE YOU

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Her fake smile was so evident, she couldn't pretend to be okay, but over the months she had improved. 'Dad certainly won't know any peace with his new wife.' "Ana, how are preparing for your exams?" I asked Ana with my brows furrowed, ready to eat her up is she dared to say she hasn't read it a thing. Ana focused more on the web looking for new means to make money. I've often told her to concentrate on her studies first a die in the internet after she graduates. "I've read all my books, bug I'm still going to reverse." She said giving me a sternly look.

Seven days of trying to ignore his lingering scent, of stifling the urge to scour and bleach out every place his body touched. Seven days of trying to forget the sickening jolt of unwanted arousal, seven days of pretending everything is fine. It isn’t. My academics are still a free-falling disaster, Tim is still marrying my aunt, and Luke is still a phantom, his presence felt only through the lingering echoes of Tyler’s taunts and the conspicuous absence of Tony. The Grindr app, mostly a source of desperate, fleeting escape, has felt tainted, a direct link to that humiliating moment. But the loneliness, the gnawing, suffocating loneliness, has started to feel worse than the shame. So, this m

She was offended when she saw that the sender was Dominic. This was her first communication with him. She opened the message and read the content with feelings of antagonism at the sender- I will be at your house to pick you up for our first date today by 5:00 pm. Don’t be late and do not wear any boyish outfit. Dress like a lady. Dominic James.