"The flower that blooms in adversity is the most rare and beautiful of all." -Mulan ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Agent 27, otherwise known as "The Dagger," has been dormant within the deep forests of Montana, living out a life of peace and solitude under the U.S. Governments witness protection system. When an old enemy resurfaces as a threat to the United States of America, Commander McGary issued the activation of this agent to help in a terrorist attack. But then there were three things he didn't account for... 1.) The Dagger is a female 2.) The Dagger has secrets buried so deep, even a man of his status may not have the clearance level to obtain 3.) The Dagger is drop dead gorgeous

#Wattys2014 Francesca Bell is an assassin. Xavier Pedro is an assassin. So what happens when these two expert killers are sent after each other? Francesca and Xavier come in contact when Francesca hijacks Xavier's mission and Xavier repays the favour. Francesca and Xavier are delighted to know they are to assassinate the other but what they do not know is that they are both after each other and that sometimes life doesn't go the way we planned. Who will kill the other? Who will live? Or does life have other plans for the duo?

Jade Harris needs money for college. Nolan Chambers needs a ticket out of Bellcreek. The unlikely pair come together to fool their classmates into thinking they're a love sick couple to obtain the grand prize for prom king and queen-a college scholarship and a trip to Europe. It'd be easy if everyone didn't think Jade cheated on her ex. It'd be even easier if Nolan wasn't an unbearable grump. Regardless of the odds being against them they don't give up, desperate to win the prize. Or maybe there's something else keeping them from throwing in the towel... TW: Death of a parent, slut shaming

Elena --- Meaning "shinning light" a 18 year old African American woman who use to be filled with joy, jokes, and love. Until the day her heart was ripped out of her chest and danced on by her now ex-boyfriend Lashawn. Adonis --- Yup, just like the Greek God. He's filled with beauty, desire, and vanity. This 19 year old teenage heart throb has had his ins ( ;) ) and outs with many women around town. Until he gets rejected by one girl. That's right you guessed it, Elena. --- When two dysfunctional people meet and fall in love, it might cause the end of world. book 1/2

When she was 14, Dalia was sold to Matteo Martinelli, the former leader of the largest Italian mafia. Flash forward with his son, Vittore Martinelli as the new leader, Dalia is given to him as a birthday present after years in spent in the "safe house". Dalia struggles to fulfill a promise she made and get her old self back as Vittore tries not to fall for the black beauty. Will they go through all the lies, jealousy, betrayal, envy, lust and murder together all in the name of love? Because at the end of it all, she is still Property Of Vittore Martinelli. * * * "Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound." "No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help." "No." I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please." Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-" "Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!" "Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it." He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine. * * * WARNING! Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.

[COMPLETED] "We both want you." Enzo tells me and I look cautiously at Killian who stares at me with an intense glare. I gulp and look away from the intimidating man. "Both?" I whisper with wide eyes and Enzo smiles, nodding his head. "Do you want that, baby? Two men pleasuring you." He brushes his knuckle against my cheek and then rubs the pad of his thumb along my bottom lip. "Open up for me." I stare at him with wide eyes and then clench my thighs together . What the hell am I getting myself into?! ••• Enzo and Killian are two dominants who have spent years trying to find the perfect submissive. They are just about to give up when they suddenly come across Elodie, a beautiful young woman who has the two dominants wrapped around her finger in an instant. But will Elodie be able to deal with their demands as well as their dark past. #1 in Polyamory 1st June 2021 - 29sept'21 #1 in heartbreak 5th sept 2021 #1 in bdsmrelationship 29 sept 2021 #1 in cute 29 sept 2021

"𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐭" ------------------------------------ I hear he breathing hitch I lean over close to her ear. "You know what I hate hm" she doesn't respond "I don't like repeating myself," I say as I squeeze her neck a little tighter not enough to cause pain not that I think she would mind. Something tells me that this vixen likes a little pain. "No sir" she tried to say but it comes out as a soft moan. What I'd pay to hear that every day. "I hate being ignored Arabelle" she visibly gulps "I wasn't I wasn't ignoring you" I chuckle humorlessly release her neck and go sit in my chair. "Over my knee Now!" she looks stunned but doesn't move. "I already told you I don't like repeating myself"

Fair warning- Major plot holes and rushed writing - "Is this for me or him?" He spoke as he traced the waistband of her soft pink lace thong. "Neither of you." She spoke roughly as she rolled her eyes again. Angelo was all about possession and it was something she'd never grant him. Her legs spread as he kissed her through her panties. "Mmm looks like they're for me based on our current situation, no?" He chuckled as he slid them down her legs before they disappeared into his pocket. "Oh shut up and eat me." "My pleasure." -- Serenity Jones, a 29 year old newly hired FBI intelligence analyst and previous NYPD detective, had never planned to sleep with cold hearted Mobster Angelo Costello once- let alone the countless other times it'd happened. *Full description inside* ****WARNING THERE WILL BE MATURE SCENES SUCH AS MURDER, GRAPHIC DESCRIPTIONS, SEXUAL SITUATIONS, AND HARSH LANGUAGE! TRIGGER WARNING****