Story Fodder Series by J.A. Huss

24 Hours. No Limits. No Mercy. No Regrets. ScarletSins. Check here if you agree to be spanked. Hell yes. Check here if you agree to CNC. Hell no. This is my life. 100 questions about my most intimate fantasies, then a checklist about which of them I'll agree to. Why am I doing this? Why the hell do you think? Money. I need it. The Seventy-Fifth Annual Triple Xmas Auction starts in three hours and I've got a price on my head. Let's f-ing go. Watcher. Check here if you've been watching her... more24 Hours. No Limits. No Mercy. No Regrets. ScarletSins. Check here if you agree to be spanked. Hell yes. Check here if you agree to CNC. Hell no. This is my life. 100 questions about my most intimate fantasies, then a checklist about which of them I'll agree to. Why am I doing this? Why the hell do you think? Money. I need it. The Seventy-Fifth Annual Triple Xmas Auction starts in three hours and I've got a price on my head. Let's f-ing go. Watcher. Check here if you've been watching her. For months. Check here if you rigged the auction. Obviously. This girl is my obsession. I know every word she's written. Every fantasy she's afraid to live. Every desperate choice that led her here. Why am I doing this? Because she's mine. She just doesn't know it yet. The Seventy-Fifth Annual Triple Xmas Auction starts in three hours and I've already won. Let the games begin. A dark Christmas romance where the monster gets the girl. less

48 Hours. No Limits. No Mercy. No Excuses. ScarletSins. Check here if you agree to be hunted. Yes. Check here if you agree to be caught. Hell yes. I told myself the first time was desperation. The second time is just. .. follow-up. Fact-checking. Character development. Research. Why am I doing this again? Story fodder. That's what I keep telling myself. The auction starts in three hours and I've already checked the box I swore I wouldn't. Run. Watcher... more48 Hours. No Limits. No Mercy. No Excuses. ScarletSins. Check here if you agree to be hunted. Yes. Check here if you agree to be caught. Hell yes. I told myself the first time was desperation. The second time is just. .. follow-up. Fact-checking. Character development. Research. Why am I doing this again? Story fodder. That's what I keep telling myself. The auction starts in three hours and I've already checked the box I swore I wouldn't. Run. Watcher. Check here if you've been counting the days. Every single one. Check here if you let her think this was her idea. Obviously. She came back. Told herself it was for the writing. Told herself she's gathering material. She has no idea what I'm gathering. Why am I doing this? Because watching isn't enough anymore. The auction starts in three hours and the hunt is already over. She just hasn't stopped running yet. This book contains: a man who should be in prison, a woman who should know better, and scenes that will make you google "is this okay? " (It's not. Enjoy. ). Vibe warnings:. He watches. Always. Your therapist will have questions. Consent is. .. creative. This is not a safe book. Neither is he. Morally bankrupt MMC who is not sorry. She runs. Not fast enough. Prey/predator dynamics. The forest is not her friend. "No" is a conversation starter. He doesn't share. Ever. Touch her and find out. Safe words exist. The game has rules. less

6 Months. No Answers. No Closure. No Contact. ScarletSins. Check here if you've moved on. I have a new apartment. Check here if you've forgotten him. I write in coffee shops now. This is my life. Normal. Safe. Boring. I date men who don't know my real name. I drink lattes and pretend I'm someone who drinks lattes. Why am I doing this? Because the alternative is admitting I'm still his. Six months. No answers. No closure. No contact. I'm fine. Watcher. Check here if you've given her space... more6 Months. No Answers. No Closure. No Contact. ScarletSins. Check here if you've moved on. I have a new apartment. Check here if you've forgotten him. I write in coffee shops now. This is my life. Normal. Safe. Boring. I date men who don't know my real name. I drink lattes and pretend I'm someone who drinks lattes. Why am I doing this? Because the alternative is admitting I'm still his. Six months. No answers. No closure. No contact. I'm fine. Watcher. Check here if you've given her space. I follow from three cars back. Check here if you've stopped watching. I've memorized her new coffee order. This is my restraint. No cameras. No contact. No crossing the lines she drew. I watch her pretend to write. Pretend to date. Pretend to be someone who forgot me. Why am I doing this? Because she asked me to leave her alone. Then she laughed at his joke. And I remembered—I never agreed to let her go. Some monsters know how to wait. Others just learn when to stop. Second Chance Pitch Black. She Ran/He Followed. Jealous MMC. Stalker Hero. He Never Let Go. Obsessed. He Reads Her Books. She’s Mine. Touch Her and Find Out. Pitch Black MMC. Claimed by a Billionaire. The Chase. Age Gap. Power Imbalance. Did I Mention Pitch Black? less