Slade Walk Of Shame 1

My name is Slade Merrick and I'm a sex addict . . . I've been told it's a problem. I see it as a passion... something I'm good at. And who stops something that they're good at? They want me to seek help. Don't judge my lifestyle. You're no better than me. Just admit it, you like to have sex too. Sex is what I do best; my own personal high, so I embrace it instead of being ashamed. When I'm not fu*king, I'm slinging drinks at Walk of Shame or stripping my way into your bed, another thing I'm good at. Every woman's darkest fantasy brought to life. So, am I stopping? Hell no. Sex is beautiful, raw and erotic and I get off knowing I can have it with anyone I want . . . with the exception of her. Aspen. She walks into the club swaying those hips, instantly drawing my dick to attention. She's pure perfection. That is, until she opens that mouth, drawing me in, and for the first time in forever, I want something more than sex. I want her, and she hates it. Things get dirty. Dirty is what I like... it's how I live. But she's playing a game she can never win. . .

My name is Hemy Knox and I'm a heartbreaker . . . I've hurt the one person that means the most to me in life; the only woman I have ever loved. I let the drugs, alcohol and wild lifestyle take over and consume me. I got her where I wanted her and ripped her heart out. Since then, I've spent countless nights having dirty, meaningless sex with a multitude of people; only leaving them wanting and begging for more with no regrets. Some may even call me the devil; soulless. They look and judge, but there is one thing they don't know; no one does. I want more than this life of stripping and sleeping around, the never-ending party. I want love and everything that comes with it; that high that never ends. The problem is . . . I only want it with her. Onyx. She refuses to be mine . . . again. She's smart, guarding her heart while ripping mine right out of my chest. I can't say that I blame her. I always was a dumb ass when it came to the emotions of a woman, especially her. She wants to see me suffer as much as I made her; watch me wither and die at her feet. She wants to crush me until I'm no longer breathing, and I will let her, because it hurts far less than not having her as mine. I will stop at nothing to make her mine again. The pain only drives me harder, feeding my fury and giving me a reason to live . . . her.

My name is Cale Kinley and I'm a virgin... Well, with the exception of my tongue. The countless things I can do with my tongue are bound to leave you breathless and begging for more, but more... is something that I can't give. It's a choice. My choice. There's a reason for that. A very good reason, and that reason is her. Riley. She's the only woman that I want to bury myself deep in. The one woman I have wanted since I was old enough to fu*k. I never got my chance though, because she left. She had no choice and it stung like hell. But I couldn't let her leave without telling her how I felt. I wanted her to be my first and I didn't give a shit how long I'd have to wait. It's been six years and now she's back and sexier than hell. Just the sight of her stops my heart from beating. I want her and for more than just having her as my first. I'm determined to have her in every way possible. She thinks this is still a game; that I've already given myself to countless women. What she doesn't know is that I have a lot of willpower. When I want something as badly as I want her, I don't let shit stand in my way. I'm going to prove that to her. There's just one little problem I need to take care of... him.

"The feeling I have in this very moment, after not seeing her for so long, will haunt me forever, reminding me why I left to begin with." For as long as I can remember, Easton Crews has been off-limits. As much as it kills me, that's never going to change. After his little disappearing act three years ago, then suddenly showing up out of nowhere, I shouldn't want anything to do with him. It doesn't matter how beautiful he still is. Or how close we once were. It shouldn't matter that my entire body lights on fire with need whenever he gets close. He chose the worst possible time to leave without so much as a goodbye. However, just like the first day he walked into our home, I'm drawn to him, needing him near me just as badly as I need air to breathe, and I can't stand it. I want to hate him. I know I should hate him. But hating him is the last thing he'll let me do. I push, he pulls harder, until I'm completely wrapped up in him, my mind lost in the one person who is forbidden-the one person I've always loved, even when he belonged to someone else. Easton was never meant to be mine. It took me years to come to terms with that and now that I finally have, he's here, right in front of me, more irresistible than ever. The part I fear the most about that-he's the one person capable of completely wrecking my world. "I'm not leaving until you take all of your hate out on me. Let me feel it. All of it. Every dirty look. Every nasty word. I will have it all before I leave. Stop hiding from me."

She belongs to my brother...I've stood back for years watching Dax repeatedly screw things up with Kennedy, as if he doesn't think anyone could ever swoop in and steal her away. Breakup after breakup, they always end up back together, even though I've always had a thing for her. I'm tired of waiting. He had his chance. I want mine.When Dixie's Alibi - her Grandmother's bar - needs a new cook for the food truck, I jump at the opportunity, despite the fact that Kennedy Ward hates me. At least, she pretends she does. We both know she secretly wants me and always has.One way or another, I will get her to finally admit it, even if it involves losing my brother. I plan to play dirty - real dirty - just like he did. This time I'm going to beat him at his own game. I wanted her first, and he knew that, but our age kept us apart. Not anymore.Now, I'm grown and ready to take what should've been mine to begin with.

Sexy, tattooed and inevitably dangerous. Memphis is all that and more... I live for the pain; it's what drives me to keep moving. But there comes a time when one has to push the demons aside in order to survive. I thought I buried them deep. I thought I was ready to finally live. Until... my brother, Alex; he throws me into the fire-right into the place I could never control myself, the one place I never want to be again. When I put my hands on people, they get hurt. Things happen that bring me back to that night. The one that will forever torment me. I'm doing fine, keeping to myself in order to ensure no one gets hurt by me. Then along comes Lyric, and all I want to do is touch her, to put my hands in places that I know will only lead to her being crushed by me. She's the rush that I crave. The darkest of poison running through my veins, killing me bit by bit; like a drug I can't get enough of even though I'm almost down to my last breath. And being around her only hurts more, but what she doesn't understand is that I welcome the pain; I get off on it, which in the end leaves me with the hardest decision of my life-one that might get us all killed...

Tempting, inked and highly addictive. Alex is all that and more... I've made a lot of mistakes - ones I'm not proud of, and definitely ones that have left their marks both mentally and physically. Things got lonely; I got lost in my own fucked up mind and in the end it left me fucked out of my mind and unable to fight - or at least win. That life's over for me and I've moved on. Six months into tattooing at Blue's and already I'm the most wanted and sought out tattooist. My biggest clientele consists of women. They come into the shop, end up in my bed and we both come out happy. It's been my release since I've stopped fighting. It's become part of the "new" me. But when Tripp reappears in my life, I can't deny the fact that I would do anything for that girl. So when she asks me to move in with her and her 'boyfriend' - our other childhood friend - I never expected for things to get so fucked up and twisted that I would find myself only more attracted to her by each passing second or wanting to protect her from everything that isn't me. I have worked so hard over the years to suppress my feelings for her but when I find out that her and Lucas have been having an open relationship, I have the strong urge to rip his heart straight from his chest - to destroy the very thing that keeps him breathing. What I didn't expect was for Lucas to ask what he did. For him to ask me to do the one thing I have secretly longed for since I was old enough to know what the need was. The second thing I never expected was the look of need that I saw in Tripp's eyes when he asked. One night of free passion could change our lives forever. I never said that was a good thing either...

Cole King... the name alone leaves a bad taste in my mouth, a reminder of how he broke my trust in the worst way possible. My best friend of twenty fucking years. He had my back and I had his. Always. Until he crossed the line. Now visions of him sinking between my girl's legs, making her scream in all the ways only I should've been doing, haunt me, mixed with images of all the ways I can rip his damn throat out. I've tried to forget it and move on, but I can't. Ways to inflict even just a small portion of the pain he made me feel fucking consumes me. Somewhere in his fucked up, twisted mind, he thought it would be okay to share my girl. Now... Now, he gets to see what it feels like to share what is his. Brooke Collins... Hopefully she can handle both of us, because I intend to make Cole work for her. The hard part will be making sure she falls for the right one in the end. I don't intend for that to be me... At least, not until I get a taste of her. That one touch alone is enough to change the fucking game.

Slade Merrick is a sex addict. Other people see that as a problem, but he sees it as passion. When he meets Aspen he finds that he wants more for the first time in his life.

Walk Of Shame (Full Series) + 3 Bonus Chapters! Slade (Walk Of Shame #1) My name is Slade Merrick and I'm a fucking sex addict . . . I've been told it's a problem. But I see it as a passion; something that I'm good at. And who the fuck stops something that they're good at? They want me to seek help; get my cock in check. Don't judge my lifestyle. You're no better than me. Just admit it, you like to fuck too. Sex is what I do best; my own personal high, so I embrace it instead of being ashamed. When I'm not fucking, I'm slinging drinks at Walk Of Shame or stripping my way into your bed; another thing I'm good at. Every woman's darkest fantasy brought to life. So, am I stopping? Fuck no. Sex is beautiful, raw and erotic and I get off knowing I can have it with anyone I want . . . with the exception of her. Aspen. She walks into the club swaying those hips, instantly drawing my cock to attention. She's pure perfection. That is, until she opens that mouth, drawing me in and for the first time in forever I want something more than sex. I want her and she hates it. Things get dirty. Dirty is what I like; it's how I live. But . . . she's playing a game she can never win. Hemy (Walk Of Shame #2) My name is Hemy Knox and I'm a fucking heartbreaker . . . I've hurt the one person that means the most to me in life; the only woman I have ever fucking loved. I let the drugs, alcohol and wild life take over; consume me. I got her where I wanted her and ripped her fucking heart out. Since then, I've spent countless nights having dirty, meaningless sex with a multitude of people; only leaving them wanting and begging for more with no regrets. Some may even call me the devil; soulless. They look and judge, but there is one thing they don't know; no one does. I want more than this life of stripping and sleeping around; the never ending party. I want love and everything that comes with it; that high that never ends. The problem is . . . I only want it with her. Onyx. She refuses to be mine . . . again. She's smart and it's a mother fucking pain in my ass; guarding her heart while ripping mine right out of my chiseled chest. I can't say that I blame her. I always was a dumb ass when it came to the emotions of a woman, especially her. She wants to see me suffer as much as I made her; watch me wither and fucking die at her feet. She wants to crush me until I'm no longer breathing and I will let her, because it hurts far less than not having her as mine. I will stop at nothing to make her mine again. The pain only drives me harder; feeding my fury and giving me a reason to live . . . her. Cale (Walk Of Shame #3) My name is Cale Kinley and I'm a fucking Virgin... Well, with the exception of my tongue. The countless things I can do with my tongue are bound to leave you breathless and begging for more, but more... is something that I can't give. It's a choice. My choice. There's a reason for that. A very good reason, and that reason is her. Riley. She's the only woman that I want to bury myself deep in. The one woman I have wanted since I was old enough to fuck. I never got my chance though, because she left. She had no choice and it stung like hell. But I couldn't let her leave without telling her how I felt. I wanted her to be my first and I didn't give a shit how long I'd have to wait. It's been six years and now she's back and sexier than all hell. Just the sight of her stops my damn heart from beating. I want her and for more than just having her as my first. I'm determined to have her in every way possible. She thinks this is still a game; that I've already given myself to countless women. What she doesn't know is that I have a lot of willpower. When I want something as badly as I want her, I don't let shit stand in my way. I'm going to prove that to her. There's just one little problem I need to take care of... Him. + 3 Bonus Chapters 1 Year Later