Skin Deep

An Alpha? 😀 Yes—an artistic one. But this time, it’s not him. It’s her. Ayla Cross, a tattoo artist who thought she had escaped her past. But no Owner of The Runed Den, she spent her nights inking stories onto other people’s skin, never realizing her own was hiding one. Until the night he walked in. Kian Vale—a mysterious stranger with eyes like liquid silver and a voice that carried thunder—came seeking a tattoo that matched the mark from Ayla’s dreams: a sigil of power older than any pack legend. When she inked it onto his skin, something inside her awakened. Her tattoos began to move. The moon itself seemed to breathe with her heartbeat. Now hunted by two rival werewolf clans, Ayla learns the truth: she is the Runed Luna, the lost heir of a bloodline thought extinct, born to command the ancient runes that shape reality itself. But every mark she draws binds her closer to Kian… and to the curse that could destroy them both. As shadows close in and bloodlines clash, Ayla must decide: Will she rewrite her fate in ink and moonlight— or be consumed by the story written beneath her skin? Unknown to you. Unknown to me. What could happen next?

In a drunk mistake Akiaya gave her first time to a stranger, all because the man she loved was marrying her cousin. What will she if he pursue her after this accident?~~~~She was startled, Akiaya was a young woman of refinement that would never sully her pristine reputation in something as irresponsible as a one night stand. Akiaya attempted to leave the comfort of the warm bed without being noticed only to have her wrist grabbed by the man. Her body stiffened at the touch. Glancing back her eyes roamed over the sculpted tan honey brown skin of a man. Her eyes finally met with his deep grey hues and they were staring at her. His voice was melodic to her ears. The smile he bestowed upon her made her heart flutter a familiar thrum from the night before. "You weren't going to leave without a good bye right?"Her cheeks flushed a pale pink. Her voice came out in a stammered whispered. She couldn't face him, with a mix of shame and desire swirling around in her, "I-I um I've never you know I.. this is just unbelievable. I did something with a stranger." She covered her face in her hands, her shoulders dropped. He moved his hand towards her shoulder giving it a gentle squeeze. He understood what she was trying to say.~~~~A story with twists and turns. Will they end up together and happy? or will they miss their chance at happines?

Mia gasped as he slowly ran the tip of his finger up and down the length of her pussy; she was so primed for him, her hips jerked and a spasm inside of her made her moan. “Nick, now. Please… I can’t wait.” “Me neither, Mia. I want to be inside you. You’re going to feel amazing, I just know it.” **** Nick Spencer’s life is effortless: strong drinks, stronger flirtation, and women who leave before sunrise. No promises. No regrets. No complications. He likes it that way... until Mia Ferris walks into his bar and blows his carefully detached world apart. Mia is a writer with a cause and a dangerous amount of optimism. When a night out turns terrifying, Nick becomes her unexpected savior: bringing her home, giving her safety, and discovering that this smart, brave woman gets under his skin in ways no one ever has. Attraction was never part of the plan. Then Mia’s latest book drags her deep into the brutal underworld of sex trafficking, where good intentions don’t protect you – and trust can be lethal. When she disappears into a nightmare of betrayal and fear, Nick has one chance to reach her. But saving Mia may cost Nick everything... including her faith in him, and his belief that love was never worth the risk.

Blurb I should have known.. the way his eyes turned dark with desire the minute he saw me across the room, if not, then I should have known when his fingers shivered when they touched my bare skin, I should have known the moment he kissed me passionately, a kiss so intense yet different, I should have realized something was off, or perhaps, deep down, I knew this wasn’t my Ben, nevertheless I pulled him closer to me and let myself melt under his touch. There is just something about a forbidden fruit that throws all logical thinking out the window. At a mask themed party, Stella gets intimate with a man she believes is her fiancé, Ben. But unfortunately she receives a call informing her Ben was involved in a tragic accident, turning to the bed, she demands the man reveals himself. She is left horrified to see that the man she thought was Ben is actually Benji, Ben’s identical twin brother. This one mistake not only leaves her pregnant but also homeless. Five years later, Stella comes back to New York with her young daughter, she will do everything she can to ruin everyone that betrayed her in the past especially Benji, who she blames for Ben’s death, unknown to her, fate has its own game.

Blurb. The candle tilted in his hand, a drop of wax falling onto her breast. She gasped, arching, but he held her down with a firm grip on her hip. “Too much?” he asked, his lips brushing her ear. Her breath shook. “No…” Another drop slid lower. She whimpered, thighs pressing together. “Open for me,” he said, voice low but steady. She obeyed, shivering. “Luca…” He smirked, dragging his tongue over the hardened wax. “Not Luca.” She tried so hard not to say the words, but the wax kept on dropping on her skin, his touch against her body was nothing to write home about. Her cheeks flushed. “Daddy…” “That’s better,” he whispered, another drop marking her skin. “Say it again.” Her nails dug into his shoulders as she moaned. “Daddy.” ****** She's 21 and he's 39. Sold at an auction, Mirabelle never expected her buyer to be Luca DeLuca—the most feared mafia heir in the country. Luca had bought her for a different reason, but didn't imagine he'd keep her. Their marriage was supposed to be a lie, a deal for power and just to deceive his father. But his touch burns, his jealousy cuts deep, and every night with him pulls her closer to danger and to a love she swore she’d never feel.

Raw and Ruined: Short Erotic Sins Step into a world where desire doesn’t ask permission and shame is just foreplay. Several merciless, sweat-slick stories that don’t seduce—they take. No slow burns. No sweet nothings. Just skin slapping skin, nails carving lines down backs, mouths full, thighs trembling, and the kind of orgasms that make your vision white out and your voice break. These stories are greedy. They bruise. They stain sheets and memories. They leave teeth marks and handprints and the delicious ache of being used exactly the way you secretly always wanted. These are not love stories. These are lust stories. Short. Sharp. Unapologetic. And they will leave you throbbing, aching, and reaching for someone—or something—to ruin you next. Raw and Ruined: Short Erotic Sins Because sometimes the dirtiest thing you can do… is let yourself be devoured.

Katrina Jones is an epitome of beauty. Sexy with fair complexion of skin and curly hair. Is she willing to trade her body in return of money? Chris Gray is undeniably handsome. He is known as ruthless and arrogant. Will he be a soft-hearted man when it comes to love?

He drew her close to himself and at that moment, she could swear her heart stopped. She looked into his mesmerizing blue eyes as she watched his hands run through her skin slowly. Karen never knew love could be this addictive.

"A hot lust mouth against his skin, sliding over to his neck, her finger in his hair, her smallfoot moving up his right calf, eliciting a shiver, as it brushed the sensitive skin behind his knee." Jeff gasped awake as the wonderful dream abruptly ended and the harsh unfair truth of his reality took its place. "How could he dream of her?" The Castelluci's are rivals, opposers of The Kincades. An heirloom is the price and Kiah, a daughter loyal to her father, is sent to retrieve it from the Kincades territory. But with a shift in the plans of destiny, she starts to get entangled with her emotions on a man, Alexei Kincade. A man whose ideals are obscure and quite the dream of ladies. Now the path starts to retain fog, her vision and goals become hazy in the battle between the heart and mind. Love or Duty?

The man in front of Emanuele is handsome: ebony-dark skin, shaved hair, shining eyes and big defined muscles. There is one thing wrong, however: a WOMAN is supposed to be answering the door. The beginning of this confusion, however, is just the tip of the iceberg: a fiery romance is about to emerge between them, as well as the obstacles.