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When two people decide to be roommates, they should: Discuss the budget, know each other, and absolutely not fall in love! When freelance writer Isabelle Santiago decides to rent a luxury apartment she can’t afford in downtown Nashville, she desperately puts out an ad searching for a roommate. Only one person replies, and Isabelle happily accepts despite never having met them. The last thing she anticipates, though, is a sultry-eyed guitar playing hunk to show up at the realtor’s office proclaiming to be her roommate.

Ismena is the queen of Alain and considered by all to be the fairest maiden in the land. She happily looks forward to the day when she will marry the love of her life and unite two of the three kingdoms that make up Illesya. That all changes when King Stephan, her fiancé, falls in love with an ice nymph considered more fair than she. Scorned by the man she once loved, Ismena is driven by her need for vengeance. This is the tale of how an ordinary girl became the wicked queen.

Fifty-year-old Army veteran, Jesse, walks aimlessly around the streets of Germany longing for companionship and - maybe, just maybe - love. After his beloved wife died, Jesse focused solely on his daughters’ happiness, but they grew up so quickly and have their own families now. Jesse’s only respite from the soul-crushing loneliness is his penchant for wandering through the European cities in which he works...Which is how Jesse accidentally stumbles upon a small, quaint café. And how he meets Ana.

The land formerly known as America has been war-torn and shattered. The few humans that have survived have fallen victim to the vampires and shape-shifters that have taken over the land now known as Prodigium Mortem. Their inability to coexist threatens to start yet another great war, wiping out all forms of life forever. When a vampire, Alek Barnes, falls in love with a shape-shifter, Prairie Dawn, will their love be enough to bring peace to the land? Or will they be torn apart by the same prejudices and hate that caused the Great War?

Enjoy this short story by Hellen Heels. "Does this wristband match my sports attire"? "Is this a joke or what? Darling, are you really serious"? He nodded. "Yeah. Of course". "And why is it suddenly an issue"? "Come on, Cara. You know how I love to assess attire". "Thank you for reminding me that you run a big fashion house in town". "Cara darling, stop being sarcastic". "I am not being sarcastic here, baby". "Then why talk about my work when we are supposed to be having a tennis match". "Supposed to be having a tennis match. You said it, not me".

Enjoy this short story by Mace Styx.

On their way to South America for vacation, Anita along with her sister Sabrina are given the luxury of being flown for free by their rich dad in his personal private jet. But when the plane ultimately crashes in the middle of the Guyana jungle, Anita and Sabrina become stranded - with their dad unfortunately not surviving the crash. Now, just when it seems as if things can't get any worse, they become kidnapped by a cannibalistic tribe who serve as bodyguards for a hidden Nazi community.

“No problem. I understand,” he said. “No, you don’t understand,” she said, and her gaze settled on the side stool. “Wait, you haven’t even drank your coffee yet?” “No, I haven’t. Actually, I don’t really feel like it right now.” “You don’t feel like it? But when you arrived, I asked you which you would prefer - coffee or tea.” He nodded. “And I chose coffee.” “Yes. So, you don’t want the coffee? Maybe you would prefer tea instead?” “No. Please no tea.” “Ohh. Then juice, maybe?”

On the first day of my stay, I just spent most of my time roaming about the woods and taking pictures. The selling point of this place was undoubtedly the beautiful nature that was surrounding it. I didn’t use the motor bike since its noise would scare away the animals, and I was able to take some great shots of the gorgeous scenery and its inhabitants. As I was strolling, I noticed some peculiar etchings on the trees that were clearly carved by a human. It was some kind of sigils or characters that were foreign to me.

Professor Laurel, nicknamed "Ginger", is a beautiful redheaded scientist who works for the NIB, the National Investigative Bureau. Housed in Cuba, she is friends with sexually promiscuous new Pseudosynths that are also robotic, "The Twins". You can control the Twins' sexual appetite with an app on your vidset. The Twins visit Laurel to have some fun. Things get steamy as Laurel turns up Sarah and Kat's sexual meter!

She closed her eyes. Her house sounded different. She could hear animals scurrying outside, the wind blowing faintly off the treetops and murmuring. It was as if her whole neighborhood was now in range of her ears. Opening her eyes abruptly, she decided she would do something besides eavesdrop on the neighborhood. She picked up her notepad and flipped to the back. She found a pencil and began drawing - nothing in particular. When she had finished, she marveled at it in confusion. It looked like some sort of cave system. Shrugging, she picked up her notepad and began scribbling.

Enjoy this short story by Hellen Heels. "Honey, I think this is simply going to be a waste of money for us", he said as he reluctantly gave the sales girl his card. "No, it is not going to be a waste, darling", she had said. "I believe that you will love it too". "Love? Why? It is just an accessory, not a person". "But, Don, we can still love accessories. Or don't you love your SUV"? "Well, you are right about my SUV, Olivia. But it is only because of how useful it is to us". "So, you mean that this rug is not going to be as useful as the SUV"? "How can you compare them, Olivia?

Erin Bradshaw just wants a little time to herself, much to the dismay of her family and friends. A writer on a deadline, she plans to avoid the Halloween chaos and enjoy nature in a little cabin in the woods. On the way up the mountain, she almost crashes into a naked woman...only to discover she must have imagined it. But she isn’t imagining the burgeoning arousal that’s growing with every mile and strange occurrence. Little does Erin know that the legend of the phantom is real and her otherworldly presence is sending the aching writer into a tailspin.

Feems explained, with the use of a tiny bowl, what the whole thing was about and the science behind how it worked. He never quite got to the point where he explained how in God’s name he had convinced them to let him do it, but we didn’t care. “So, the swimming pool is going to be emptied in the next fortnight, all the pumps replaced to get ready for the big swim meet. So, before they replace everything, I’ve convinced them to let me have a go with the swimming pool to do an experiment.”

That is where you are wrong, Nikki. The work we do as chefs is very intricate, detailed, and personal. We get reviewed in an instant on how good our performance is. This is very different from any other role or job that the madam might have. If the madam wanted an investment manager, she'd simply review his past performance in a bank and expect that he'd do well in the new job. But that doesn't happen with chefs. We get assessed on the spot, not later. And a verdict would be made by our employer almost immediately, not at some future date.

The problem with the area, especially at night, was that it backed onto the woods. This being England, and the wildlife of England being what it is, there was no threat from any animals. There might, on occasion, be the odd stray dog out there, but even that wasn’t anything to really worry about. Yet, several members of staff, who would happily take out the bags full of waste in the daylight, refused to even entertain the idea of going out there at night.

The two superstars known planet-wide in 2108, Reyne and Skyler, decide to do a photo shoot for charity. Things get heated as they take things into the bedroom and finish the shoot in private. As a gift, a robotic sex doll is bought for one of them. She is a well-known celebrity who will do whatever she is told. They program her to be the Dom, and they are the Subbys. Things get very hot and steamy as their new addition makes them tease and edge each other to the point of no return! Join them as they turn the table on their sex bot and drive her insane with pleasure!

The photographs, under a title that described the image’s contents in the crudest possible terms, were of Kristen. In the bedroom, in our living room, getting into and out of the shower. Even standing before the cooker top, wearing just an oversized pullover and a red thong as she prepared pasta. I felt sick as the implications began to sink in. Not only were these invasive and highly intimate photographs that had somehow made their way onto a public platform, they were photographs that she clearly believed that I had taken and disseminated.

She blinked at Sir Farridan’s sudden entrance. He was surprised by how ordinary-looking she was, for a princess - they were supposed to be wispy little things, delicate and ungodly beautiful. Princess Idrun wore a simple white gown, her unruly blonde hair falling down to her hips, a greenish cast to it in the light. How will Sir Farridan rescue a princess who doesn't want to be rescued?

“Well? Are you now tired of making a fool of yourself?” He turned to look at her. “I will leave the class. But it is only because I don’t want to reveal just how foolish you are.” She chuckled. “Look at who is talking. A new teacher who does not know how stupid he had made himself appear.” Enjoy the drama in this new tale of crossdressing.