When police officer Seth Colter sees the delicate, shabbily dressed beauty in line at the soup kitchen where he’s serving, he’s gut shot over the idea of her being on the streets cold and alone. More baffling is the dark, possessive instinct that tells him she belongs to him. The problem is, when his brothers lay eyes on her, the same primitive instinct comes roaring to the surface. The Colters never imagined they’d follow the unconventional path of their fathers, but they can’t ignore their mutual need to offer Lily their protection—and their love.

J.B.

“For a tasty birthday treat, add four men and stir.”

“(Note to self: When confessing a crush on an ultra-hot construction worker to your best friend, make sure he’s not standing right behind you.)

-J.B.

“I was hoping you’d come.”
His speech was a little slow, as if he were thinking over his words carefully. She could smell the alcohol on him. It came from the sweat shimmering on his skin. It soaked into the front of her T-shirt.
“I mean that in more ways than one.”

-K.H.

THE POSTMAN ALWAYS COMES TWICE
“This postman is carrying one hell of a package.”
“Travis gets the message and spends his lunch hour proving he really knows how to deliver.”
#ilovepuns

THE POSTMAN ALWAYS COMES TWICE

“This postman is carrying one hell of a package.”

“Travis gets the message and spends his lunch hour proving he really knows how to deliver.”

#ilovepuns

She knew all her life that she was going to be a nun and she was a virgin. She was going to be taking her full fledge vows in two weeks. Right now she was still a novice. She still had time to change her mind. Everything was going great until something happens at the creek. She thought she was alone there. He was sinful and he wanted her. She sure had a lot to confess.

C.H.

An orgasm teased the insides of Erika’s pelvis like a vulture’s wings spreading, but then settled disappointingly down again without taking flight as her lover slowly pulled the sword out of his victim.

D.E.

TWO FROM CH:
“her cuntal walls clenched and sucked at the impaling rod of cock meat”
“she dork blasted her cunt with the first burning spurts of his spunk

Dear Writers:

Your writing is not Moving because you convey feeling by describing “the flash of ___(emotion)___ in ___(character)___’s eyes”. Your writing is not Contemporary because you mention “the smell of Formica” 17 times. Your writing is not Wordly because you name-drop lesser-known cities in other countries. This job makes me hate you. Please get a fucking clue.

Tears of a Hustler PT 1

“Ali is a drug dealer slash business man who tries to change the way the game is played by giving back to the community. But at the same time he has to keep a close eye on his childhood crime partner G-Money who has a strong hatred for the police. Ali’s life take a series turn when a local rival a crooked cop, his pregnant girlfriend and his little brother comes into the picture.
Once again Silk White takes readers deep into an underworld and night life. A gritty street tale that everyone will enjoy.
Now how it all begins!”

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“Sally and Dave loved hiking, skiing, swimming, and other outdoor activities. On various expeditions they would either be joined by other couples or male friends who had left their wives behind. This was what happened on a canoe trip last year.”

“Sally and Dave loved hiking, skiing, swimming, and other outdoor activities. On various expeditions they would either be joined by other couples or male friends who had left their wives behind. This was what happened on a canoe trip last year.”

To Fat and Black

(sic. — that means “S“omeone else is stupid but “I” am “C“ompetent enough to notice)

“Carrie Flannagan dreams of Michael the Magnificent, the office hunk. He can have his pick of women, and his pick isn’t Carrie, the office chubby. He’s only got eyes for her best friend, Shiloh of the slender, smokin’ hot body.

When Carrie accidentally-on-purpose breaks Michael’s arm, a self-professed sorceress with a secret agenda of her own gives him a pill to magically heal the bones. That little pill also has an accidental-on-purpose side effect—one that makes him balloon to over three hundred pounds. To Carrie’s surprise and delight, he turns to her for emotional comfort. But those new layers of fat on his body reveal a side of him that wasn’t part of her fantasy.

Billy Whitman will put up with almost anything to be near to Carrie, even if she sees him only as a blend-into-the-background, dependable friend. Even if it means putting up with her fantasies about Michael, and being the clean-up man as Michael’s life falls apart.

For now, he’s willing to bide his time, hoping she will someday see the light—the light of love in his eyes.

Tattersnail Warmblood:

the best of all names?

ohhh… that white seed

ohhh… that white seed