Hot Neighbor

Blindfolded and placed on his knees, August takes every pierced inch of the stranger's cock down his throat while his rough hands gripped his hair as cum spills hot inside him, marking him, owning him—another hook up at the club that leaves him sore, broken, and craving more. Accidentally, he gets a job as a live-in housekeeper in a glass house downtown, just a day after that hook-up. He encounters the hot, right-handed man Levi, whom he can't seem to resist. In the house, everything feels strange, as if eyes are watching and walls are listening. A stalker starts sexting him, and he plays along with them. Unknown to him, the house is always watching. Slowly, he started having nightmares, seeing things of his past again, a part he thought he had buried. The house was jogging his memories. He sees a piece of his past in the house, a piece that belonged to his supposedly dead best friend, making him start asking questions about the actual owner of the house. August is trapped with, the anonymous Sexter that doesn't stop making endless demands, Levi the sexy hot assistant, the flashbacks with the Stranger from the club, and an idea that his supposedly dead friend, might not be dead. This is a raw, unapologetically addictive dark erotica, where the only way out is deeper in.

June was someone ordinary, everything changes when a ridiculously hot stud, Andrew walks into her life and then it was a roller-coaster ride. Join them in their little rendezvous. Stay with them as they overcome all the odds for love.

Madison breaks up with her cheating Rich boyfriend Xavier, on that same day her bestie decided to take her to a bar to feel better. madison gets drunk and had a one night stand with a smoking hot man, who's name and face she barely remembered. on getting home, Madison decided to treat all infection forgetting to prevent pregnancy. Madison finds herself pregnant but the problem is she can't remember the man she spent the night with and she isn't even sure who the actual father is, is it her one night stand or her ex boyfriend. what's the worst that could happen? now Madison has to make a choice to keep or remove the baby, which will she do? will she reunite with her ex boyfriend for the sake of the child? or will she look for her mysterious smoking hot one night stand? What happens when Madison finds out both her hot smoking one night stand and her ex boyfriend whom she still loves are best friends. So much drama, anger, love, revenge, plotting, hatred all in one triangle. What's crazy is does this one night stand destroys Madison's life or does it make it better?

Fall in love with these hot first responders featuring friends to lovers, second chances, and suspense at every turn. The Laurel Springs Emergency Response Team is created by Laramie Briscoe, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.

What if one day you will find out that the person you love and trusted betrayed you? Will you choose to leave or stay? The story will started in a one hot steamy night. The night that will change the life of Ysabelle.

Florence, a 22 year old girl who was arranging to marry a handicapped person. What will happen when she had to marry the brother of her fiancé who is hot and handsome but hates her to the core?

Our third anniversary trip to Hawaii was supposed to be a new beginning—just me, Tom, and our son. But then she showed up. Blair. Our single, sexy neighbor with a killer smile and a suitcase full of charm. I thought she was just tagging along. I was wrong. One night, I overheard her hiss, “Why the hell didn’t you just let her die?” That’s when it hit me—Blair wasn’t just having an affair with my husband. She had planned to let me drown in the tsunami. I survived. But I kept quiet. I decided to play dumb—to smile, to act fragile, to stay close—for my son’s sake. I needed to know what they really wanted… and how far they’d go. Then, on my son Noah’s birthday, he made a wish. “I want Aunty Blair to be my new mommy.” The candles flickered. My heart cracked. Had Blair already replaced me?

"I'll find you, even in an ant hole, Ericka. Just watch! You won't be able to escape me forever. I'll make you pay for this!" Ericka, a woman fleeing an abusive relationship, rents an apartment on the 27th floor of an old apartment building, thinking she'll be safe. She doesn't know that her only neighbor on that floor is Liam, a werewolf who locks himself away every full moon to prevent himself from killing humans. Their meeting isn't a story of instant love, but rather the meeting of two damaged souls seeking safety in their own ways. Ericka, traumatized by human violence. Liam, traumatized by the monster inside him. Who knows what will happen. Or who will die? "You can stay. I won't touch you. I won't ask you to trust me, but I'll do my best to keep you safe." "Good. I can't trust anyone either."

A Wolf Hunter for a mate? What in the world is the moon goddess thinking? Cathy, a strong - willed werewolf only wants one thing and that is to manage her club. Love hurt her once and it is not on the table again. Theodore Cyneric, a hunter wants one thing, "I want you to sit on my face, Cathy." When hot and hot meet there's bound to be an explosion and an explosion is what is waiting to happen when Cathy and Theodore come together. And that is the least of their problems. Theodore brings more than his own share of heat in their unusual relationship and that means old enemies and a long and unexpected connection with a crime syndicate. Will Cathy be able to survive in the turbulence of Theodore's world and will they be able to stand the test of time?

My Valenese neighbor dressed like a temptress—curves in all the right places, a delicate body topped with a pair of full, heavy breasts. Her name was Ayame. When she came by that evening to ask my husband to fix her computer, I heard the unmistakable sounds of pleasure drifting from the other room. "Wanna try my new tongue stud? Consider it your payment for the repair." Then came my husband's moans of pure, shameless delight. I couldn't help but feel jealous. It had been so long since he'd sounded that happy with me. As I listened, my hand slid slowly beneath the waistband of my pants. But it wasn't enough. It was never enough. I'd heard that Ayame's husband had a full ring of piercings down below. I'd been craving a taste for ages. If Ayame could seduce my husband, then I'd take my own turn sampling those piercings.