Kaitlyn Hammer

⚠️ Trigger Warning: This book contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, consensual sex, dirty talks, and adult themes. Intended for readers 18+ only. Desire doesn't look the same for everyone, and this collection celebrates every intoxicating form it takes. From stolen touches that linger too long, to late-night fantasies that refuse to stay quiet, Naughty Dripping Desires is an unapologetically sensual erotica collection filled with passion, power, and irresistible tension. Each story explores craving, connection, and the delicious loss of control that comes when boundaries blur and bodies answer before minds can catch up. This is an inclusive collection for everyone-curvy queens, chubby goddesses, men loving men, women loving women, and every beautiful way desire shows up. No judgment, just heat... and maybe a few moments where you'll have to fan yourself and pretend you're not smiling like you just got caught reading something very, very naughty. Enter at your own risk. Once you start, stopping won't be easy. So, enjoyyyyyyyyyy.

Three years ago, Alicia Brown walked away from the only man who had ever made her feel undone. After a reckless one-night stand with a powerful stranger, she slipped out of his hotel suite, convinced that disappearing was the only way to protect her heart. No names or contact information were exchanged-only a connection so consuming it frightened her. She never imagined fate would bring her back to him. Until she steps into her best friend's home for the holidays... and comes face-to-face with Rhys Connell. Her best friend's father. The same man who gave her the most unforgettable night of her life. Wealthy. Controlled. Devastatingly composed. Rhys is a widowed billionaire with a reputation for discipline and emotional restraint, a man who would do anything to protect his daughter. The moment their eyes meet, the past ignites. He remembers the girl who trembled beneath his touch, the girl who vanished without a trace. And the only woman who has haunted him for three years. Now she is under his roof, laughing beside his daughter, and staying in the same house with him. Wanting her once was a secret. Wanting her now is betrayal. But Rhys has never been a man who forgets what belongs to him. And Alicia is about to learn that walking away from him once does not mean she was ever truly free. Trigger Warning: This novel contains mature themes, explicit sex scenes, and depictions of grief, trauma, and abduction. It is intended for adult readers. So, please read with care.

"You aren't pure enough to carry my heir" Damian only needs one thing, an heir. Not love, not wife, just a child to secure his inheritance. Marriage? Off the table. Love? A distraction. And Vanessa, his friend with benefits is too impure in his eyes to be the mother of his child. Evelyn, beautiful, innocent, and desperate enough to sign a contract that says she'll carry his child... the natural way. Everything is going according to plan, until Vanessa started attending social events and saying she's pregnant too. With Damian's child. Now two women are carrying his heir. One is fighting for love. The other is fighting to win. And Damian? He's about to discover that some deals come with unexpected consequences. "The Billionaire's Virgin Surrogate" is a sizzling slow burn billionaire romance filled with passion, betrayal, and a dangerous game of hearts-where trust is fragile, and love cuts the deepest.

Two enemies. One team. No escape. At Rosewood State, basketball is a religion. The fans are loud, the scouts are always watching, and the pressure to make the NBA is heavy. Xavier Reyes is the star point guard who looks like a machine on the court. He has the money, the talent, and the perfect cheerleader girlfriend, Sienna. He knows he is bisexual, but he has never acted on his attraction to men before until a locker room fight with his biggest rival changes everything. Kael Donovan is the explosive power forward who plays like his life is on the line because without his scholarship, it is. Kael is loud, aggressive, and fiercely proud of who he is. He has been out and proud since high school. He always assumed Xavier's hostility was just rich-kid arrogance and standard rivalry. He had no idea they would ever cross a line like this. To the public, they are a PR nightmare, two teammates who can't see eye-to-eye. But behind closed doors, a single post-game explosion has changed the rules of their rivalry. In a state where basketball is everything, Xavier and Kael are playing a dangerous game where losing means risking their futures, their positions on the team, and a secret they never saw coming.

The call came at 7:05 PM on our tenth wedding anniversary. My husband, David, was in an accident. At the hospital, he was awake, but a young woman, his assistant Chloe, was holding his hand, acting like his wife. When I walked in, he looked at me, a blank stranger' s stare, then asked, "Who are you?" He laughed when I said I was his wife, then demanded security remove me, while Chloe, smiling, pretended to cry. It wasn't just memory loss; it was a cruel, targeted erasure. I tried proof, the marriage certificate, but he pushed it away as "just a piece of paper." Then Chloe waltzed in with his favorite soup, and he defended her when I confronted her. "She' s the only one who' s been here for me!" he screamed. He snarled that I was "exhausted, haggard," compared to Chloe, who was "kind and gentle." My wedding ring, a symbol of our forever, flew from my hand as he slapped it away, clinking under the bed. "Don' t come back," he said, turning his back on me to comfort Chloe. Later, I learned why: he had been having an affair with Chloe, his mother's 65th birthday ruined by his absence and her answering his phone. My world shattered when Mark Johnson, David's estranged best friend, told me what David said: "The fake amnesia was a stroke of genius, right? A clean break." My husband had faked a brain injury to throw me away. A car hit me, sending me to the hospital, and I knew what I had to do. When Mark came in, I looked at him, my face blank, then asked, "Are you… my husband?"

⚠️ Trigger Warning: This book contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, consensual sex, dirty talks, and adult themes. Intended for readers 18+ only. Desire doesn't look the same for everyone, and this collection celebrates every intoxicating form it takes. From stolen touches that linger too long, to late-night fantasies that refuse to stay quiet, Naughty Dripping Desires is an unapologetically sensual erotica collection filled with passion, power, and irresistible tension. Each story explores craving, connection, and the delicious loss of control that comes when boundaries blur and bodies answer before minds can catch up. This is an inclusive collection for everyone-curvy queens, chubby goddesses, men loving men, women loving women, and every beautiful way desire shows up. No judgment, just heat... and maybe a few moments where you'll have to fan yourself and pretend you're not smiling like you just got caught reading something very, very naughty. Enter at your own risk. Once you start, stopping won't be easy. So, enjoyyyyyyyyyy.

Damon Reid vs. Tristan Thomas Damon Reid was rich, handsome, and could get any man or woman he wanted. So why this sexy brat? The pull was so strong he just had to have him. Triston Thomas had never disliked and hated a person more than he did Damon. Until lust and uncontrollable passion reared their heads. He didn’t stand a chance. Theirs was an explosive encounter!

"You either walk away now," Aiden said, his voice sharp and cutting, "or you stay and deal with the consequences." Tristan's chest tightened as he met Aiden's gaze, the challenge blazing in his dark eyes. Every instinct told him to run, to leave before things spiraled out of control, but his feet wouldn't move. "What's it gonna be, Tristan?" Aiden's voice was low, almost taunting. "Because if you stay, there's no turning back. You won't just be here. You'll be mine. Every inch of you, every breath, every thought... mine!" ...... Even before they became stepbrothers, Aiden and Tristan had never been on good terms, not since high school. Tristan couldn't have imagined that the arrogant guy he despised-the same one he hated with passion-would one day become his stepbrother, a fact he refused to acknowledge. But after a drunken night led to an accidental kiss, something shifted in Aiden. He began to see Tristan differently, from an angle far removed from brotherhood. It enraged him. He fought to keep hating him, to remind himself how wrong it was. Yet, the harder he tried, the more he missed him. The more he wanted him.

Watching Angela walk off through the club, Adam couldn't help but notice what a fantastic ass she had. Not just curvy, but the kind of J-Lo bubble butt a man wanted to cup with his hands. The kind of cheeks a man could get a solid grip on as he pounded into her. Shifting a bit uncomfortably in his seat, he turned his attention back to his friends to find they were all staring at him. "What?" "What was with the power play man?" Rick asked, looking at Adam a little askance. "You don't usually pull tricks like that. I would have expected it from Chris but not from you." "Hey," said Chris. "I was perfectly polite to the lady." Rick rolled his eyes. "Mostly." All three of them looked at Adam, even Andrew who normally didn't get involved in the interrogate-your-friends sessions. Since he didn’t like to talk about his own issues, he rarely got involved in trying to talk about others’. The fact that Adam's actions had aroused even Andrew's curiosity meant he'd been less subtle than he’d thought.

Emmett was a loyal footman at the wealthy Patterson estate, desperate to scrub the slum out of his blood. He abandoned his family and gave his absolute devotion to the beautiful young miss, Clara. But when the estate faced bankruptcy, Clara ruthlessly framed him for embezzlement to protect her family's wealth. He was shoved into a police carriage in the freezing rain. Through the window, he saw Clara watching him with fake pity, looking at him like a stray dog being put down. The judge slammed his gavel, sentencing him to a slow, agonizing death. Because he had spent all his wages on tailored uniforms to fit in, his mother died in a cheap coffin from an untreated illness, leaving his siblings to starve. As the thick, coarse rope crushed his windpipe, Emmett was filled with agonizing regret. He didn't understand how the woman who smiled so sweetly could send him to the gallows without a single ounce of hesitation. Opening his eyes again, Emmett found himself back in the servant's quarters, exactly three days before the Patterson family's downfall. This time, he wouldn't be their loyal dog. He was going to be their executioner. He planned to watch Clara sell herself to the savage new heir, Kearney Bernard, just to keep her luxury. But at the welcome dinner, the terrifying new master ignored Clara completely, locked his dark, obsessive eyes on Emmett, and whispered. "You are mine. Nobody touches you."

Sebastian Miller a well known boy in his university, some nickname him a "comic handsome guy" because of his talent that everyone want to have, a good singer, dancing, arts, even in sports, captain in basketball at highschool and he's now a 3rd year college student. Some even says that 'he's probably out of this world' or 'a comic did really exist and Sebastian proved it' but what happen if he encounter a werewolf and a vampire at the same time? not just meet but these two fall in love with him. who would he pick a werewolf Ethan 'Uno' Ferrer? or a vampire Aziel Ezra?, Sebastian Miller life is an indeed comic.

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.

Francis Beaumont: Dramatist by Charles Mills Gayley