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Erotic, romantic, and sexy fiction for the Filthy community.
From Fantasy to Reality
My stomach's wrapped in knots. Another night of waking up hours before my alarm. The clock’s early morning numbers stare back at me. I can’t turn my mind off even in my sleep. Sighing, I turn away from the irritating bright digits and look up at the ceiling. Moonlight seeps through the curtains, illuminating the pale walls. My mind uncontrollably wanders back to my sleepless thoughts.
By Jessica Briggs8 years ago in Filthy
Feel It
I would have never imagined that him and I would be here. He asked me to lunch, as a friend, I surprisingly agreed to meet him. I have never done something like this but wanted to take a chance. He was so out of my league and I would never think that he would ever have an interest in me. Given that I was feeling very good about myself in my black crop top and log black and brown skirt I said, "fuck it." We had just finished lunch, and we drove back to his apartment.
By Maya Juarez-Peña8 years ago in Filthy
Sydney's Dream Mate
Sydney sat crossed-legged on his bed, waiting impatiently for him to show up. If what Aspen said was true, then Sydney should be getting a visit from his future mate tonight. He looked around the room, wondering where he would show up at. He hated waiting. He wanted to see the man now, dammit! Waiting was driving him crazy!
By Xylia Edin8 years ago in Filthy
Branson's Dream Mate
Branson stepped out of the bathroom, rubbing the towel over his head to dry his shoulder length locks. As he started to run the towel down his body, he looked up to see the elf from earlier laying on his bed naked, staring at him with a smirk on his face, his red hair spread out against the pillows and framing his beautiful pixie-like face. Branson grinned at the elf, threw his towel across the room, and stormed over to the bed. He grabbed the elf and flipped him over onto his stomach.
By Xylia Edin8 years ago in Filthy
A Night to Remember
The girl jumped, startled. "Who are you?" She called into the dark night. No reply from the stranger as they pushed her violently towards the floor, clawing at her skin. The girl let out a scream of panic. She didn't want to die, not like this.
By Waverleigh Rose Garlington8 years ago in Filthy
Paris's Dream Mate
Paris laid on his bed and waited patiently. Aspen had told all the siblings about his vision the night before, and they all suspected the Temple of Destiny was responsible for that. He was sure Aspen had left out all the juicy details about his vision. Paris knew there was no way Aspen got a visit from his future mate without there being some intimacy involved. He chuckled to himself. He couldn’t wait to see what happened when he got a visit from his own future mate. He really hoped it was the sexy werewolf from his earlier challenge.
By Xylia Edin8 years ago in Filthy
Constant Distraction - Part 3
Professor Harte had managed to invade my dreams twice now and I couldn’t ever keep her off my mind when I was outside of her class. Her personality was having this affect on me no other girl’s had. When I was in her class I definitely had a hard time focusing on the topic and not her, but as I got used to her being in my day to day life, I found that what I did focus on was some of the smartest stuff I had heard. She was beautiful and brilliant. So I decided to be courageous for once. I went to class with a plan. And once said class was over I put my plan into motion.
By Velvet Shodun8 years ago in Filthy
