Demi-Dean

My body sang a tune only Ryan knew... When Twenty-two year old Sammy Cartwright's NYU football dreams were dashed due to an accidental testicles smash in a heated match, he scheppled back to Todos Santos and after a year feeling depressed, took up his father's teaching job temporarily in Royal Elite High. Too bad he hasn't any formal experience with teaching and the hypocritical principal is threatening to fire him if there isn't an improvement within the end of the month. Dumped by his girlfriend of six-years and navigating his bisexuality, Sammy isn't prepared for the temptation that comes in the form of Ryan Churchill, the principal's bastard son who's got a pretty face and a dirty tongue to match it. But Sammy knew better than to cross his boundaries. When Principal Churchill gives him a chance to prove he's worth his salary and tutor Ryan for a week, Sammy knew he was doomed. Judging by how eager Ryan was to get into his pants and how unashamedly willing his body was to give in to the youngster's demands, Sammy knew seven days were more than enough to break the rules. But the consequences could wreck him for all he's worth. - - - - - My name is Sammy Cartwright and I have a confession to make. I slept with my student who I was supposed to tutor to prove I'm worth his mother's goddamn money. I let him jerk me off. Finger and fuck me to oblivion. I let him drive me insane with his tongue in my arse. I had multiple orgasms, in multiple positions. I fucked his smart little mouth. I slept with my student and I'd be damned not doing it again. Some may call it unprofessionalism, like his rich arse mother did. But I call it destiny, a fantasy meant to happen. My name is Sammy Cartwright and I slept with my student because it made me feel good. Here's why it's all worth it.

"Admit it, Daddy," Anna purrs sweetly, taking a step forward, her hands firm around her bare breasts. She stops in front of me and rubs her forefinger around my left nipple, the sexual tension between us making me swallow hard. I'm shirtless, hot, and I can feel blood rushing into my dick, making it press against my gym shorts. Anna drops her hand on it, stroking the cap through the fabric. I close my eyes, swallowing again. "You like this. You liked watching me." "Anna..." I begin to say, but she shuts me up with a finger pressed lightly against my lips. "Shh. Don't say anything. I'll do the talking, Daddy. For both of us. You'll just tell me how I'm doing. When it's time, okay?" Hesitant, I nod slowly. But when she drops to her knees, my jaw drops. "Baby girl..." "No talking, Daddy," she warns, drawing my gym shorts down till it pools around my ankles. My cock springs out - red, and hard, and pulsating. My cap is wet from precum, and when Anna wraps her mouth around it and sucks tenderly, I almost collapse from the ecstasy. "Fuck!" "Good," she smiles. "That's all the language we'll need." ---- Warning: 18+ only. Featuring hardcore taboo and age-gap mature stories. This is a boxset containing twelve stories of irresistible steam, steam, fun, and naughty stories. If you're not up to eighteen, this book is not for you. Get ready to be intrigued. To feel. To...sin.

Nadezhda is in trouble. She is pregnant, and worse, she doesn't know the man she slept with that dark, hazy night. But what she does know is that he is powerful. Powerful enough to put her and her baby in harm's way. A mob boss. She's just an ordinary maid. And she's pregnant with his baby. Artyom Paplov has accepted his role as the new heir to the Paplov Syndicate. But his twin brother is trouble. A visit to his uncle brings him face to face with the feisty Nadezhda who's hiding a terrible secret. She's carrying his brother's baby. When tragedy strikes, and Nadezhda's secret comes out, things take a dangerous turn. The Paplov Crime family has always had enemies, but this time they are a lot closer to home than expected. And they want one thing, and one thing only. The death of Nadezhda and her child. The only one who can save her and her child is the last man she wants to ever be attached with. But what happens when the lines between hate and love blurs? Can Nadezhda stop herself from falling for this wickedly handsome mob boss?

I've never been lucky. I lost my parents at a young age to false treason claims against the Redwood Pack. My cruel uncle Storm assumed my father's role of Alpha in the Pack, and ever since he became Alpha, my life has been a living hell. When he brings news of the Northern Alpha King hosting a ball to pick his Luna of the North, he charges me to act as a spy for him. Gather Intel on the runnings of the Northern Pack and bring it to him. Failure to do so? He'll have my head. When I meet Alpha King Elijah Lahiz, King of the North, under weird circumstances, the mate bond snaps into place, and we're bonded to each other. However, after a night of passion, Elijah acts like I don't exist and picks my best friend, Raya, as his Luna. Distraught and feeling betrayed, I run away to the South and into the patient arms of the Southern King Jeremiah, to escape my uncle's wrath. Jeremiah proposes an alliance to take down both my uncle and Elijah. But there's a problem. A huge one, really. I'm carrying Alpha Elijah's child.

Some think I'm cursed. Others think I'm unlucky. But I know what I am. My name is Leora, and I am the Redwood Pack's Alpha's daughter. Well, until my mother died. My father remarried late, so the Pack moved on to new hands. My new stepmother, Amarie, is a spawn of Satan. She gives me to the new Alpha's household as a maidservant as a price for not exiling my father. I become an outcast, abused and punished every single day. On my eighteenth birthday, I find out that I'm mated to the new Alpha's son, Caleb. Enraged, he rejects me, throwing me into the dungeons. In pains, I remain there for days. Then one fateful night, my luck changes. The Lycan King is visiting the Pack to find a mate. Which happens to be me. I'm alone, crying that night, when a towering golden-eyed man charges in and rips the dungeon doors off their hinges. I gasp when he cups my chin, and whispers softly. "Stop crying, mate. I'm here now. And I'll make sure no one ever brings you to tears ever again!" I thought my problems were over then. But it was only the beginning.

Warning: 18+ only. Featuring hardcore taboo and age-gap erotica. This is an erotic boxset containing fifteen stories of irresistible steam, fun, and naughty stories. If you're not up to eighteen, this book is not for you. Get ready to be intrigued. To feel. To...burn. ----------------------- "Now, let's discuss your shorts." A big hand slips under the blanket and glides down my knees to my innermost thighs, a finger finding my pussy, and sinking in. "You are a naughty, naughty girl. Did you wear this to torture me? Answer me." "Yes," I manage after two gulped breaths. "I wore it for you." With no panties. Everything bare. "You want me that bad, Theresa? You want me worked up, right? Feral, agitated, hopelessly turned on, huh?" My lips part as he shifts the stethoscope, listening to my heart pound as I answer. "Y-yes." "Say it. I want to hear every word." "I wore shorts to turn you on, Dr Storm. Every time." Excitement flourishes in my stomach, and I ride it like a tidal wave. "I wore it so you could..." He waits, bristling with impatience as I trail off. A muscle leaps in his jaw, and his whole sculpted body is tense beneath me. "So I could what, Theresa? So I could what?" The silence is so loud, the tension so thick, his eyes so intense, so needy to hear the words, I feel my toes curl. "So, you could put your hand up there, Dr Storm. So, you could touch me."

"Lovely, Cara," he whispers, licking and kissing my clit. I'm twitching, shaking, back arched- He reaches down and picks up the champagne bottle, pouring out the liquid on my body. I gasp at the sudden bubbling cold. I try to wriggle away but he holds me down and sucks the champagne, licking me clean, making these filthy delighted noises as he does it. "I couldn't help myself. You taste too good." - Fed up with her abusive husband, twenty-three-year-old Cara Hellington runs away from home and ends up in a notorious bar, destitute, sad, but relieved and free. When she gets into a verbal altercation with the snotty bartender over the ownership of her credit cards, an unlikely savior comes to her aid. Eros Kazan Alfred. He's tall, massive, rippling with muscles, and covered with dark tattoos. Everything Cara is not used to. Everything Cara is drawn to. She should run towards the opposite direction, away from him. But she runs right onto his bed. After a hot sizzling night together, Cara is comfortable and confident in him taking good care of her. But tensions are rising all around them, as significant figures from their past will stop at nothing to bring them both down. Will they succumb under the wickedly twisted circumstances fate seems to be throwing at them?

Carol: Life was never a bed of roses. At least for me. Abandoned at birth by both parents, and made to go through too many foster homes, I had to put in twice the amount of effort of my peers. Both in education, and in my career. I love children, and I've aspired to land a very good job as a social worker who cares for kids for as long as I can remember. When New York's most eligible bachelor and billionaire Evans Armstrong propositions me to become a nanny for his nephew, I'm speechless. Out of every options he had available, he choose me. And his nephew is the sweetest boy I've ever encountered. Maybe, just maybe I can achieve my dreams after all. Evans: Life was never the same ever since my sister Serena died, leaving me with her son Brandon. Each day that passes, I strive to be a better man, and provide for Brandon everything he needs. He's a smart kid, and he deserves the best. Which is why I go out of my way in searching for a suitable nanny to tend to him, since my efforts can only go so far. When I see Carolina for the first time, she's striking. And her polite demeanor has a ripple effect on young Brandon. I know immediately that she's the right one for him. She would make a wonderful nanny. And perhaps, a wonderful wife.

Professor Blaine is psychotic. It's there in the ruthless ways he punishes students. It's there in his eyes. In his movements. And years spent observing him has made Azira Sidorov develop a soft spot for the hot, intimidating professor. Blaine has been drawn to Azira ever since the first time he punished her in Grade nine. He loves the way her eyes lit up as his whips and spanks hit her skin. Loved the way she asked for more non-verbally too, jerking her hips backwards. Ever since that first encounter, he's been anticipating for more, but Azira is one student that seldom gets into trouble. Now in her final year, and tired of holding back, Azira is bolder and tries to reel him in by causing trouble so she could be sent to him for punishment. It's her own way of getting close to him. Her own way of making him realize that she can handle whatever depravity he's made of. But Professor Blaine is a cold-hearted beast, and he fears he might hurt Azira with his strange thrills. She should quit him before she ends up broken beyond repair. But she's too far gone. Professor Blaine is an addiction. And he is consuming her whole. NOTE: THIS IS A FOUR-BOOK SERIES: BOOK ONE: THE PROFESSOR WHO LOVES ME. BOOK TWO: THE PRINCIPAL WHO WANTS ME. BOOK THREE: THE BULLY WHO HATES ME. BOOK THREE: THE COACH WHO SAVES ME.

Warning: 18+ only. Featuring hardcore taboo and age-gap erotica. This is an erotic boxset containing yet another twelve stories of irresistible steam, steam, fun, and naughty stories. If you're not up to eighteen, this book is not for you. Get ready to be intrigued. To feel. To...burn. --------- "You think I'm a softie?" My voice is deceptively gentle when the rest of me is so hard. "Do you know why I pulled over?" "Why?" she says, seeming to hold her breath. Don't you dare. She's innocent. I say the words, anyway, however. I want to drive her away. Now. She caught me with my walls down and that is the ultimate invasion, made worse because I crave it happening again. "I pulled over because I know tight pussy when I see it." I frame her jaw with my right hand, tilting her blushing face up toward mine. "I'd like to fuck you on all fours, right here in the middle of the road, little girl. Rough as you can stand. Still think I'm a softie?" "No," she gasps, the green of her eyes deepening to a forest shade. "I don't." I ignore the regret stabbing me in the neck. "Good."

Warning: 18+ only. Featuring hardcore taboo and age-gap erotica. This is an erotic boxset containing twelve stories of irresistible steam, steam, fun, and naughty stories. If you're not up to eighteen, this book is not for you. Get ready to be intrigued. To feel. To...sin. ---------- “I made myself tight for Big Daddy,” she leans up and whispers in my ear. “Every morning and night, I clenched it really tight, released, clenched, released…” As she says the words, her pussy performs the actions until I’m panting into the space between us, shudders wracking my body. “FUCK,” I growl, sparks blinking in front of my vision. “You’re going to get it now, little girl.” All I can do after that is make her lose her mind. That’s the only way to define it. I shove her legs open on the bed and do exactly as I threaten. I rail her like a dog, slamming my cock in and out of her wet blonde cunt. She screams and claws at me, begging me not to stop, rocking her hips up to meet my hectic drives, my grunts loud enough to be heard in the room next door, along with her calls of my name—and in this moment, I want that. I want everyone in this hotel to know I get to fuck this supple nineteen-year-old. I want them to know she primed her pussy for me so it would be extra snug. And I can’t believe my luck. Whether I’m paying or not, I can’t believe she’s allowing my big, hairy body on top of her smooth, tiny one for a single second. That she’s not only spreading her legs for me, but she’s also moaning with pleasure, not put off by my aggression at all. No, it’s making her hot. “Harder, Big Daddy. Punish me.” I’m not sure how I stop myself from ejaculating. Maybe it’s the intense need to stay locked inside her perfection for as long as possible, but somehow, I hold back. Long enough to pull out of Lia and flip her face down, yanking her hips up and back into my lap. I re=enter her with my purpling cock, our flesh slapping madly as I raw dog her from behind, employing not a hint of gentleness. She doesn't want gentleness, either. Not my girl. She tilts her hips back and asks for it harder. Faster.

When her hot, overbearing, but charming boss gets a hold of her diary, and offers to grant her greatest wish for a child, Twenty-two-year-old Felicity Graham is furious, and hesitant. For one, he's her employer. Two, she wonders if he truly loves her, or if his offer is just based on his father's pressure on him to produce a heir. — Cold, reclusive Shawn Colby has hit a dead end. Undeniably Chicago's most eligible bachelor and a well-known business tycoon, he could have anything his heart desired. Women, cars, numerous houses if he wanted. When his overbearing father demands that he settle down and produce an heir, Shawn can't think of anyone else but Felicity — his calm, sweet personal assistant. When he gets hold of Felicity's diary, and finds out that her greatest dream is to have a child of her own, he propositions her. But Felicity is furious, and hesitant. Besides being Shawn's assistant, she's close to his family as well, and is aware of the pressure he's under to bring forth a heir. What happens when a business trip up-turns their lives? Can Shawn prove that he truly loves her for her, pressure aside?

After the mysterious death of her parents, Portia Esmeralda is bullied into a contract marriage by her two elder brothers who once loved her. But things start going pretty downhill when on her wedding day, the groom is nowhere to be seen and the guests are all killed. As well as her evil brothers. In order to end what would become a generational feud, and save her cousin, Portia agrees to marry Callahan Scarfoni - the monster who ruined her day and killed her terrible brothers. Callahan is a man scarred by his past and thirsty for revenge. His sole plan? Finish off the Esmeralda family till no one is left. Just like how they didn't spare his many years ago. But there's just one Esmeralda he just couldn't hurt, no matter what. Portia. She's his to tame. She's his possession, to own and protect.

New York's most eligible bachelor, Norman Rockwell has everything he could ever as for. Wealth, power, an insane amount of women falling at his feet, and peace of mind. But he's lacking something. One thing his heart desires so much. A baby. An heir. One he would leave everything he's worked for when he dies. He's been with so many women, and none are suitable. None have that flourish, that demeanor of being a mother. They're all after his money. After his dick. All except Sasha, his red-headed, smoking-hot, no-nonsense PA. She's the only one who could rein him in. Keep him in control. Make him smile. But she's not new to the array of beautiful women who normally grace his office. Convincing her to be his won't be easy, but he's willing to conquer her heart. No matter what it takes. She must be the mother of his child. He would have no other woman, but her.

"Richard will always be mine, Elena," The corner of her lips curled up into a sly smirk. Advancing closer, she leaned in to whisper against my ear softly. "Even if I have to kill you to have him to myself, I'll do it." - He's the man she's always loved. The man she's always felt strongly for. But he has eyes on one person only; her hot-shot surgeon sister. When her twin sister fails to show up on her wedding day, Elena Williams has no choice but to step up to the occasion and take her place - but marriage to the noble Richard Delmonte is both exciting and torturous. The elusive, established billionaire mogul and one of the most eligible bachelor of New York is the only man she's ever loved. The only man who's ever filled up her nights. Yet he's madly in love with her sister. Now that her dream has come true and she's married to him at last, Elena vows to do everything in her power to win him over. Even if it costs bringing down the heavens for him.

"I think you enjoyed at least part of your punishment last night, sweetheart." "No," I whispered, my voice barely audible, my eyes still on his hand, on his fingers as they drew small circles that made my toes curl on my exposed, sensitive skin. He moved closer to me, making a small gasp push past my lips as I looked up, our gazes colliding. "Relax. Do you know what the fun part is, Lana? It doesn't always have to be a punishment. It could be something... exciting too. Something you'll most definitely like." — To save her entire family from the Stravkos Mafia - which was the most powerful Mafia family in Tuscany, Italy - Then sixteen-year old Solana Williams agrees to take her sister's place and becomes a sacrificial lamb - becoming Abel Stravkos' wife. Theirs is just a mere marriage of convenience, but now older, wiser and twenty-three, Solana vows revenge for all they did to her family by making Abel's life a living nightmare. Abel Stravkos does not need a wife, but with his cold-hearted father handling the helm of affairs, he's helpless to object. His heart isn't tied to this strange, beautiful, vengeful woman who's been forced down his throat. But the line between love and hate is thin, and Solana's staunch disobedience to his orders fuels his need to control her in every way possible. Driven by revenge, and an undeniable passion sizzling just beneath the surface, it's only a matter of time before their attraction for each other becomes apparent, much to the dismay of his father as well as both internal and external forces trying to pull them apart. Will they ever rise above obstacles lodged in their paths and get their happily-ever-after?

"I'll do anything!" she pleads, grabbing my hands. "I'll do anything. Just let him go. He made a mistake." "That's not an excuse. It was a costly mistake." "Please. I'll do anything you want. Anything at all." I let the silence hang in the air between us as I think carefully, my eyes drawn to how firm and full her tits are. "Anything, princess?" She lets go of my hands and straightens, raising her chin. I watch as she swallows nervously. "Y-Yes. Anything at all." I raise my fingers to her face, smearing my thumbs with her tears. I trail them down her strong jaw, to her throat, over the small hollow between her collarbones, the skin of her chest, stopping between her tits. I circle the spot quietly while she holds her breath, perhaps in anticipation. "Would you let me fuck you, Titania?" — Fiesty, yet innocent Titania Williams is best known for being at the wrong place at the wrong time, and this time she's getting more than she bargained for. When her dear Uncle Patrick betrays one of the most powerful Mafia Lords in New York, Kristoff Stavkros, Titania is caught unexpectedly in the underworld web of crimes and deceit. To save her uncle's life, she makes Kristoff an offer. She'll be his for a month. Thirty days, he owns her body. Stupid, right? But Titania plays by the rules. But how can she come out victorious when Kristoff keeps changing the rules and is hell-bent on making her his forever?

[Book 1] When werewolf shifters are asked to leave Manhattan, Sawyer Rivers is at a loss. Manhattan is the only home he's known having lost his parents when he was younger to a brutal Pack bloodbath. Plus, he's penniless and his heat period is about to hit the roof. Upon the suggestion of a close friend, he visits Bad and Boogie which is a breeding zone for werewolves under the guise of a bar. There he meets Daniel who saves him from a troop of nasty alphas who'd planned to rape him. When Sawyer's heat hits in full force, Daniel has no choice but to knot with him. After the best steamy experience of their lives, Sawyer is set to leave Manhattan. Days and weeks pass and he discovers that he's pregnant with Daniel's child. Daniel who's been on the hunt for him ever since finds him in a miraculous twist of fate and has to convince him to be his mate and Luna, even though Sawyer feels he's not right for him. Can Sawyer deal with his insecurities and the paparazzi that comes with being Daniel's Luna? What happens when a jealous desperado threatens to ruin their bond?

Jasper was an Alpha from a top-tier family, a man everyone believed was destined to stand at the top. With his status and bloodline, no one doubted he would marry an Omega from a family that matched his own prestige. Jasper expected the same future-until he found himself strangely avoiding an Omega who didn't even possess pheromones. The situation became more ridiculous by the day. One friend teased, "You're an Alpha, yet you're afraid of an Omega?" Another stared in disbelief. "What kind of Omega is six-foot-three?" Jasper could only sigh. "Did it ever cross your mind... that he's not actually an Omega?"

My body sang a tune only Ryan knew... When Twenty-two year old Sammy Cartwright's NYU football dreams were dashed due to an accidental testicles smash in a heated match, he scheppled back to Todos Santos and after a year feeling depressed, took up his father's teaching job temporarily in Royal Elite High. Too bad he hasn't any formal experience with teaching and the hypocritical principal is threatening to fire him if there isn't an improvement within the end of the month. Dumped by his girlfriend of six-years and navigating his bisexuality, Sammy isn't prepared for the temptation that comes in the form of Ryan Churchill, the principal's bastard son who's got a pretty face and a dirty tongue to match it. But Sammy knew better than to cross his boundaries. When Principal Churchill gives him a chance to prove he's worth his salary and tutor Ryan for a week, Sammy knew he was doomed. Judging by how eager Ryan was to get into his pants and how unashamedly willing his body was to give in to the youngster's demands, Sammy knew seven days were more than enough to break the rules. But the consequences could wreck him for all he's worth. - - - - - My name is Sammy Cartwright and I have a confession to make. I slept with my student who I was supposed to tutor to prove I'm worth his mother's goddamn money. I let him jerk me off. Finger and fuck me to oblivion. I let him drive me insane with his tongue in my arse. I had multiple orgasms, in multiple positions. I fucked his smart little mouth. I slept with my student and I'd be damned not doing it again. Some may call it unprofessionalism, like his rich arse mother did. But I call it destiny, a fantasy meant to happen. My name is Sammy Cartwright and I slept with my student because it made me feel good. Here's why it's all worth it.

Secret relationships are known to be tragic but not as tragic as the one kept by Taeil and Donghyuck who happened to be professor and student which made their relationship forbidden. As well as exploiting Taeil's marriage with his beloved husband, Jungwoo Kim. When Jungwoo finds out about their secret including Donghyuck's unborn child in Taeil's womb, he decides to take revenge, as well as to get his husband back. Jungwoo eventually encounters Mark, a wealthy young man and Donghyuck's obsessive lover, studying in the same college as him. Mark offers Jungwoo to help him with the plan which Jungwoo avoids at first but goes ahead later on and they together proceed with their planning. However, things start unrolling in unexpected ways when Jungwoo and Mark start falling for each other and that's how the four souls start searching for their final destination which was already their predestination.

Jimmy Stevenson is trapped in a strange club created by his friends, they will gather every Friday after returning from college to discuss paranormal stories. To be honest, he prefers to practice soccer instead of doing this. But his heart immediately stopped pounding when he offered to summon Bloody Mary, while what appeared was a figure who took his heart instantly. From there, Jimmy who is called "The no-nonsense man", begins to try to attract the spirit's attention and is rejected time and time again with scenarios that are sometimes very stupid and sometimes too scary, sometimes disgusting. But what he realized was that by summoning the spirit, his soul was sucked out and it shortened his lifespan. Fighting the approaching death and his love for the non-human being, he must find a way or a hole so Jimmy can get both; his age and the spirit he loves. This is his journey of love.

"King of the North," he hissed, checking the device. He already expected me to betray him. He'd hated me ever since my twin, Enzo, outed me in middle school. I could still feel the sting of his spit on my face from that day. "Come on, pretty son," he said, smiling. "Let's get you married." I put on my Ray-Bans. I wasn't Luca anymore... To unite the fractured syndicates of Chicago, a marriage is arranged. The groom? Silas Vane, the ruthless, cold-blooded "King of the North" who is 45 and widowed. The other groom? Lucas De Santis, the 22-year-old reckless-partying son of the southern boss, viewed as a pawn and a liability by his own father. Silas expects a brat to ignore. Luca expects a monster to fear

Spending the entire summer holidays at San Francisco with the man that abandoned her mum and her, seems like a death sentence to Cassidy Stewart. She is so sure that her first summer holidays as a first year student of University of California, Berkeley has been ruined, thanks to her mum's decision. In her words,'he is trying to make up for those times he wasn't there'. Seeing that her soft hearted mother has already booked her flights, even before she came back from school. She has no choice but to get on that plane all the way to San Francisco, give the old man the opportunity to make up for being an ass and go back to Berkeley. To Cassidy this holiday is the worst holiday. There in San Francisco, the city she regrets coming to, she meets Kristen Jordan, the very soul that ignites the fire and passion she never believed existed in her, making her want to explore the gay side of her which she has long hidden. Wishing her holiday can be extended so she can be with this lovely woman who is more handsome than gorgeous. The summer holiday in San Francisco, which was hitherto a dead sentence, became the best thing to happen to her. Kristen Jordan, a famous fashion model whose heart has been toyed with and severely broken by the only woman she has ever fallen for, and has resolved never to love again, she resorted to hook ups instead. Closing her heart to love and attachments was pretty easy for three years, until she met Cassidy Stewart, the brown puppy eyes that captured her heart like a charm. Her smiles which catapulted her to the world of ecstasy, leaving her powerless and yearning for her. Will she be able to resist?

Drew and Kyle were best friends since they can remember. As being neighbors in a small town of Magnus Cove, they always spend their time together. Wherever they go, they always stick with each other, inseparable, they said. Drew, the older one of the two of them, invariably shows his protectiveness towards Kyle. Their closeness did something to Kyle. He took it more than just a friendly gesture. Pretty much more when he realized he fell in love with his best friend. That didn't sit well with him 'cause Drew was straight as an arrow. All the girls he had crushed on can prove that. He tried to stash it every time Drew shows affection and somehow it worked, not until Melissa entered the picture. The girl his best friend fell in love with. Drew was now spending more time with Melissa and Kyle didn't know how to change that. He craved Drew's attention, he just can't demand some time from him, he'll never do that. And if the two are being affectionate at Kyle's presence, he looked away, can't take the scene they're showing. How he wished it was him instead of Melissa. But this summer, he has a lot to worry about than his feeling towards Drew. Something unexpected happened that can change their whole life forever, especially Kyle. The summer they're both expecting something good and fun turns out not so good after all. Will their friendship remain the same when all those things will try to create havoc in the bond they have? They made a promise of growing up together. Will one of them cling to that promise? Or will the tight grip they held to that promise unfasten?

After running away from home seven years ago to escape a loveless arranged marriage, Karina Wilder has finally mastered up the courage to be back in her small town of Ruthwell in Washington DC. She’s ready for a second chance with her parents and the people who used to be her friends back in High School and most of all, she’s ready to tell her parents that she’s about to become a bride. But the small town hasn’t changed as much in the past seven years and no one seems to have forgotten her betrayal or seem anywhere near ready to forgive her for her past mistakes. Everywhere she goes, she’s met with hostility and anger and it’s thinning out her chances of redemption ever second. Now, how does she tell her parents and her friends that not only has she moved on in her life, further than anyone had ever anticipated, but she’s happy and successful in what she does? Most of all, how does she tell everyone that she isn’t marrying a man, but the woman of her dreams?

Hades was well-cast to rule over the land of the dead. But what if Hades, the fearsome monarch of the Underworld was, in fact, a goddess? Everyone called her, 'Lord of the Dead' out of mockery since she prefers the company of women. She was considered an isolated and violent immortal, who loathed change and was easily given to a slow black rage like no others. But then everything changed when the dark goddess met the daughter of Demeter, Persephone. Now the tale of Hades and Persephone will be retold with a sprinkle of twists and turns.

Son Chaeyoung, a typical gamer, falls in love with her gaming buddy regardless of their name, gender, and their life. What will happen once she finds out that her crush is a girl, and a fairly popular one......Myoui Mina.