Steamy Shorts Series by Lena Little

I don’t give a flying f*ck if my absentee father got married and acquired a new daughter. But it’s an entirely different matter when he dumps her on my front door a day before Halloween. Because I’d rather have someone who wears a hockey mask and carries a machete for a roommate. I don’t get much choice because she’s already here, so I just have to suffer in her presence for one night. Just one. Then, I’ll go send her to another apartment complex and never have to see her ever again... moreI don’t give a flying f*ck if my absentee father got married and acquired a new daughter. But it’s an entirely different matter when he dumps her on my front door a day before Halloween. Because I’d rather have someone who wears a hockey mask and carries a machete for a roommate. I don’t get much choice because she’s already here, so I just have to suffer in her presence for one night. Just one. Then, I’ll go send her to another apartment complex and never have to see her ever again. At least, that’s the plan before I see her. When I get home, Raven sits on the stairs, head down and shoulders slumped. The girl looks up, and the vision rips the soul clean off my body. Is she for real? How can someone look this beautiful? Are my eyes playing tricks on me? There’s no way. There’s just no way. But she is. And whatever fiery anger I initially felt quickly morphs into something else—something darker, deeper, and more intense. OBSESSION. It’s more than just a potent desire to have her. I get this primal need to protect her and keep her safe. Whoever touches or hurts her is a dead man. If anyone wants to test that, there’s only one thing they can do…F*ck around and find out. less

I’ve been obsessed with Jenna since the moment I laid eyes on her.I don’t think she notices me, which is fine because I’m nothing but a librarian with the looks of a lumberjack. Someone as perfect as her doesn’t deserve someone like me.But…My obsession with her has already taken root, shocking me down to the marrow of my bones, and there’s nothing I can do about it. Nothing but stare at her from afar, flooded by visions of her writhing as I’m pumping her full with my seed, binding her to me... moreI’ve been obsessed with Jenna since the moment I laid eyes on her.I don’t think she notices me, which is fine because I’m nothing but a librarian with the looks of a lumberjack. Someone as perfect as her doesn’t deserve someone like me.But…My obsession with her has already taken root, shocking me down to the marrow of my bones, and there’s nothing I can do about it. Nothing but stare at her from afar, flooded by visions of her writhing as I’m pumping her full with my seed, binding her to me.So when she comes to the library after a party looking for me…all thoughts fly out the window. All sensible, logical thoughts. Who cares? I’ll be a fool if I waste this one shot with her.And now that I’ve gotten a taste…Let’s just say…it’s easier to gnaw off a limb than let her go. She’s f*cking mine. Anyone who disagrees can go straight to hell. less

When my best friend calls me in the middle of the night and orders me to help his little sister, I want to choke the life out of him. It’s almost 1 AM and I’ve just popped open my first bottle of beer. I was looking forward to a relaxing weekend free from the smell of grease and exhaust.I guess that’s not happening anymore.With a groan and a couple of curses, I grudgingly drive to the outskirts of town.I know Nora. She used to tag along with me and Keith until he yelled at her to go home... moreWhen my best friend calls me in the middle of the night and orders me to help his little sister, I want to choke the life out of him. It’s almost 1 AM and I’ve just popped open my first bottle of beer. I was looking forward to a relaxing weekend free from the smell of grease and exhaust.I guess that’s not happening anymore.With a groan and a couple of curses, I grudgingly drive to the outskirts of town.I know Nora. She used to tag along with me and Keith until he yelled at her to go home. She had red, curly hair, a smattering of freckles across her nose and cheeks, and the cutest dimple on her chin.For some reason, I half-expect to see some kid in the car, and I even briefly wonder if she’s old enough to get a license.When I finally find her, she turns around and seizes my heart clean off my chest.She’s my best friend’s sister, and I’m way older than her. She’s flawless, perfect. I’m just an ordinary man with dirt under his fingernails.So many reasons not to touch her and stay as far away from her as possible.But…all it takes is for her to look at me like she wants me too and whatever wall of excuses I’ve erected around myself comes crumbling down.Nora’s mine. I should feel guilty about claiming her, but I don’t. I need her in my life. As for the consequences, I can’t bring myself to give a damn.As long as I have her.F*ck everything else. less

Tess is supposed to be just my classmate. Just someone I sit behind in three classes. Someone I pass by without a second glance. Someone I shouldn’t give a rat’s ass about.But … she has taken over my life.Every waking hour of every day.Her face is burned into my retinas. Her voice is etched into my brain.Her laughter—in particular—plays in a loop in my head.She doesn’t know it, but she’s burrowed herself into my life.I look at her and feel a longing so desperate and deep... moreTess is supposed to be just my classmate. Just someone I sit behind in three classes. Someone I pass by without a second glance. Someone I shouldn’t give a rat’s ass about.But … she has taken over my life.Every waking hour of every day.Her face is burned into my retinas. Her voice is etched into my brain.Her laughter—in particular—plays in a loop in my head.She doesn’t know it, but she’s burrowed herself into my life.I look at her and feel a longing so desperate and deep.I can stare at her all day long and still not get my fill. But everyone has impossible dreams, right?Mine is Tess.While I walk around with a visible reminder of my past and the filth I carried for the past few years, she’s there in all her perfect glory.Beautiful. Witty. Funny. Kind. Sweet. Bright future ahead.All the things I’m not. All the things I’ll never be.Tess is out of my league, but she’s the fire in my otherwise dank, colorless life.And if I’m being completely honest, I’ll gladly burn in her presence. less

When my favorite aunt tells me her best friend, Max, is staying in my spare bedroom, I don’t think much about it.Besides, I’m single and have zero responsibilities. A roommate is nothing. At least we can split the rent and other bills.But when Max knocks on my front door, naked hunger flares in me, my heart kicking hard enough to hurt at the sight. Because there’s one thing dear aunt forgot to mention … Max is a girl.No, scratch that.She’s a woman. A gorgeous, green-eyed goddess... moreWhen my favorite aunt tells me her best friend, Max, is staying in my spare bedroom, I don’t think much about it.Besides, I’m single and have zero responsibilities. A roommate is nothing. At least we can split the rent and other bills.But when Max knocks on my front door, naked hunger flares in me, my heart kicking hard enough to hurt at the sight. Because there’s one thing dear aunt forgot to mention … Max is a girl.No, scratch that.She’s a woman. A gorgeous, green-eyed goddess.Wicked desire buzzes beneath my skin, and the blood boils through my veins like acid, the maddening need to have her jolting through me.Unfortunately, she’s a tough nut to crack, and it takes a lot to convince her she should go out with someone eight years younger than her and her best friend’s nephew to boot.I am nothing if not persistent, so I do whatever I can to make her mine. I will stop if she tells me to. Until then, she will belong to me—heart, body, and soul.After all, I’m never one to do anything by half measure. less

I fu*king hate my next-door neighbor, Piper.She always turns her nose up whenever we bump into each other in the hallway, tells me to lower my music when I can barely hear it myself, finds something wrong with me, and glares at me every chance she gets. It’s like she gets offended by the very air I breathe.It shouldn’t turn me on, but it does... moreI fu*king hate my next-door neighbor, Piper.She always turns her nose up whenever we bump into each other in the hallway, tells me to lower my music when I can barely hear it myself, finds something wrong with me, and glares at me every chance she gets. It’s like she gets offended by the very air I breathe.It shouldn’t turn me on, but it does.Especially since it’s hard to ignore just how beautiful she is, how her eyes light up when she’s genuinely happy, or how she tries to mask her sadness with anger.I fu*king hate Piper.Mostly because she ignores me.So I do what every mature, self-respecting man in his mid-30s does when he’s attracted to someone who won’t ever give him the time of day—I piss her off, then flirt with her, then ask her out.Piper thinks I’m joking.She never says no, just rakes her eyes up and down my body and turns her back on me with a scoff.Fine, Piper. Fine. I get the message.Challenge accepted. less

Allie asks me to take her virginity, and I’m not sure if this is a dream or not. After all, it had been my fantasy since I realized at fourteen that I was in love with my best friend.Madly. Inexplicably. Hopelessly.For a minute, I think she feels the same way too … until she laughingly explains she doesn’t want another guy to find out she has zero experience. Jealousy pierces through me, along with white-hot anger at who this guy is—a guy I didn’t even know existed... moreAllie asks me to take her virginity, and I’m not sure if this is a dream or not. After all, it had been my fantasy since I realized at fourteen that I was in love with my best friend.Madly. Inexplicably. Hopelessly.For a minute, I think she feels the same way too … until she laughingly explains she doesn’t want another guy to find out she has zero experience. Jealousy pierces through me, along with white-hot anger at who this guy is—a guy I didn’t even know existed. But back to the matter at hand, I don’t say no. Of course not. How can I fu*king say no? It’s what I’ve always wanted since I was a gangly, hormonal teen.So I tell her I’ll do it.What I don’t say is … I’ll make her feel so damn good she won’t want anyone else for her. I won’t just take her virginity. I’ll brand her as mine.For life. less

My father used to say that love is for the weak, the fools, and the pathetic, and I grew up stonewalling myself, making sure no one ever broke the barriers around me.Until I see Olivia Lang.Free-spirited, kind, and always armed with a smile, she foiled my plans from the first time I laid eyes on her. I’ve seen her photos, yes, but nothing prepares me for what she looks like in the flesh.How warm and welcoming she is. How untainted by the world. How utterly captivating... moreMy father used to say that love is for the weak, the fools, and the pathetic, and I grew up stonewalling myself, making sure no one ever broke the barriers around me.Until I see Olivia Lang.Free-spirited, kind, and always armed with a smile, she foiled my plans from the first time I laid eyes on her. I’ve seen her photos, yes, but nothing prepares me for what she looks like in the flesh.How warm and welcoming she is. How untainted by the world. How utterly captivating.I’m supposed to come here and offer her a sweet deal, so our company can acquire her land and a few others and build a massive luxury resort on it.But… Negotiating with her is the last thing I want to do.Right now, the deep recess of the animalistic part of my brain screams one thing, and one thing only.Make her mine. less

My obsession with Heather Cain runs deep.I bullied her when we were kids because that was the only way to make her notice me.Unfortunately, it backfired and only made her hate me. That doesn’t mean I don’t take every opportunity to slip inside her orbit. Maybe annoy Heather as often as I can since I prefer that over her ignoring me.So when she needs someone to stand in as her date and pretend boyfriend for her grandmother’s birthday party, I volunteer... moreMy obsession with Heather Cain runs deep.I bullied her when we were kids because that was the only way to make her notice me.Unfortunately, it backfired and only made her hate me. That doesn’t mean I don’t take every opportunity to slip inside her orbit. Maybe annoy Heather as often as I can since I prefer that over her ignoring me.So when she needs someone to stand in as her date and pretend boyfriend for her grandmother’s birthday party, I volunteer.She loathes the idea, but left with no other choice unless she wants her twin sister and ex to make fun of her, Heather begrudgingly agrees. In the process, all those years of animosity and tension—mostly from her end—come to a head and morph into something just as intense.Desire. Blinding lust. Primal needs.I’ve known Heather all my life, but I should’ve figured out my crazy antics would get us nowhere. Because apparently, there’s only one way to keep her quiet—kiss her like my life depends on it. And after this little charade ends, we’re not going back to the way we were. No!Once I’ve claimed her—mind, body, and soul—only death will keep us apart.Or maybe not. Because I sure as hell will follow her anywhere, even in the afterlife.Heather, baby, you’re stuck with me.Whether you like it or not. less

The Stranger is book # 12 in my highly popular Steamy Shorts seriesShe needs saving.I, a total stranger, am more than ready to give it.Maura Beck is way out of my league. How she even got into my orbit in the first place remains a mystery to me. I don’t believe in serendipity, or fate, or that shit about people meant to be together.But… How is this possible?Someone like her with someone like me?It’s like a hundred threads of whatever has woven together to pull us toward each other... moreThe Stranger is book # 12 in my highly popular Steamy Shorts seriesShe needs saving.I, a total stranger, am more than ready to give it.Maura Beck is way out of my league. How she even got into my orbit in the first place remains a mystery to me. I don’t believe in serendipity, or fate, or that shit about people meant to be together.But… How is this possible?Someone like her with someone like me?It’s like a hundred threads of whatever has woven together to pull us toward each other. That’s the only explanation I can think of. Part of me is equally baffled and amazed that she’s mine, and the other?I’m just happy to be here with her.And when some grade-A asshole tries to come between us, I don’t know whether to be impressed or amused that he thinks he can take me on—even with his asshole friends.See, violence is not always the answer, and I’ve never had issues with my temper before, but the moment he shows an ounce of disrespect to Maura?All bets are f*cking off. less

T H E S T E A M Y S H O R T S S E R I E S#13in Lena's best-selling and acclaimed short story series THE MONSTER by Lena LittleIn Slavic mythology, there are creatures called Bies.Horrifying demons whose name literally means “one who causes fear and terror.” They torment humans by possessing them and driving them to insanity.As a child, my sisters would tell me the cat I adopted or the stray dog I fed were Bies... moreT H E S T E A M Y S H O R T S S E R I E S#13in Lena's best-selling and acclaimed short story series THE MONSTER by Lena LittleIn Slavic mythology, there are creatures called Bies.Horrifying demons whose name literally means “one who causes fear and terror.” They torment humans by possessing them and driving them to insanity.As a child, my sisters would tell me the cat I adopted or the stray dog I fed were Bies.That they would transform in my bedroom and slip inside my body to control my movements. That they would take me deep into the woods to hold me prisoner. That they would feed on my soul bit by bit until I was nothing but an empty husk of my former self.At twenty-one years old, I still fear the dark, the shadows, and any demon lurking within. I sleep with the lights on, waking up with every creak of the floorboard or every scrape against my window.All my life, I’ve been afraid of monsters.And now I’m about to marry one. less

LENA LITTLE'ST H E S T E A M Y S H O R T S S E R I E SLena's original, best-selling and acclaimed series presentsBook #15 THE EX-CON a spicy, bad guy, age-gap romanceUnlike other convicts, I never deny my crime.Did I really do it? Yes. Was it worth going to prison for? Yes. Do I have any regrets? Only that I didn’t do it sooner. If I could go back in time and do something different, what would it be? I would kill the son of a b*tch with my bare hands and sleep soundly on the same night... moreLENA LITTLE'ST H E S T E A M Y S H O R T S S E R I E SLena's original, best-selling and acclaimed series presentsBook #15 THE EX-CON a spicy, bad guy, age-gap romanceUnlike other convicts, I never deny my crime.Did I really do it? Yes. Was it worth going to prison for? Yes. Do I have any regrets? Only that I didn’t do it sooner. If I could go back in time and do something different, what would it be? I would kill the son of a b*tch with my bare hands and sleep soundly on the same night.Five years in prison, and now I’m back out into the world and ready to start again.But first, I need to visit Mom’s grave.A quick stop in my hometown, then off somewhere else, someplace where nobody knows who I am and what I’ve done.Well, at least that was the plan before I laid eyes on Jenny. The sexy, stunning brunette who reminds me of my long-lost dreams of a beautiful life. She awakens something forgotten in me, something buried in the back of my mind.But a piece of my past tries to mess with her and puts her in danger, and there’s not even a choice. I no longer care if it puts me back behind bars. I will do everything I can to keep her safe. Everything. Even if it means unleashing the beast I’ve learned to tame.He touches a hair on her head, and all hell breaks loose.Run, run, run, motherf*cker. less

LENA LITTLE presentsT H E S T E A M Y S H O R T S S E R I E S🔥 Unleash Your Desires with "The Man of the House" 🔥 Steamy Short Series #19 The MAN of the House The lines of love and loyalty blur in this short, steamy tale of forbidden, off-limits desire.Caught in a whirlwind of passion and longing, will they risk it all for a chance at love?I have been in love with Elena for months. Before I met her. Before I found out what she was like. Before I realized how the attraction shifted my brain... moreLENA LITTLE presentsT H E S T E A M Y S H O R T S S E R I E S🔥 Unleash Your Desires with "The Man of the House" 🔥 Steamy Short Series #19 The MAN of the House The lines of love and loyalty blur in this short, steamy tale of forbidden, off-limits desire.Caught in a whirlwind of passion and longing, will they risk it all for a chance at love?I have been in love with Elena for months. Before I met her. Before I found out what she was like. Before I realized how the attraction shifted my brain. The problem is that she is off-limits.Two main I’m almost two decades older, and she is my wife’s daughter.I’ve learned to accept the fact that she will only ever be mine in my dreams.I can never touch her, hold her, or kiss her.Never.But then she throws a wrench in my plan to stay away. A one-sided love is one thing, but when she reveals she feels the same way, everything changes.Elena is mine. “Sweet and musky and mine.” So, mine!F*ck everyone else and damn the consequences.______________________________________________________A short, page-turning love story. Steamy, age-gap romance. 🔥A spicy, possessive, off-limits step-romance. No OM/OW. Always a sweet HEA. less