#Teen Fiction # |Rosetta| " Do you understand me ?" I nodded . " Do you trust me ?" I nodded " Will you obey me ?" I nodded again . On the land of the RainStone territory , There was nothing one could do to refuse The Royals . There were the only source of food and shelter for the villagers , they were their only gods . No on shall go against them . # Cover by : @hot_steamy

"Don't you dare think you're anything but mine." + Abigail Grader lived a sheltered life, protected from the cruel world that surrounded her. Pure and soft-spoken, she enjoyed the simplicity of life. That was until a business deal fell through due to her uncle's arrogant and foolish behaviour. In an attempt to fix his actions, a contracted marriage was drawn up, binding Abigail in a loveless arrangement. He was dangerous, respected and cold. Notorious for his ruthless business strategies and negotiations, Damien Russo had authority and power within the palm of his hand. He lacked the capacity to love, but she had an abundance of it. As secrets unfold and walls are torn down, feelings are twisted with love, lust and betrayal. He would go to the depths of hell for her; she was, after all, the devil's favourite. + "D-Damien," she whimpered, "Not here." "You're just so damn intoxicating," He murmured into her neck, nipping at her skin as his hands rubbed her inner thigh, "You've got me fucking addicted." ----- Just a little disclaimer: This book is for mature audiences. Contains violence, mature scenes, and abuse. If you find any of these topics uncomfortable then please do not read. Hope you enjoy!!

[This is a spin-off of The DILF but can be read as a stand-alone] [The story you are about to read is intended for readers age 18+ due to its sexual content and language. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion.] There was nothing Ophelia wanted better than to gouge Nikolai's long-lashed, consuming blue eyes out with a butter knife and mail them to the rest of the Alvonich family. Too bad they were in a very public, very esteemed place - Mikhail's wedding. "You don't think I'll press the button?" Nikolai's breath was warm and teasing in her ear. Ophelia had no idea what possessed her to take up his challenge of a vibrating thong, except that it was too late to back out now. She turned to glance at the infuriating man beside her. "Honestly, I don't care. It won't affect me." "Sweet Ophelia," he whispered, surprising her by flicking his tongue into her ear. Jumping, she glared at him, ignoring the important guests at her table, her father included. Before she could curse at Nikolai, he pressed the button, the swearwords turning to soft moans under her breath. Gripping the edge of the table, Ophelia felt the attack on her cl!t like a burn to her skin. Her father shot her a concerned look from across the table and Nikolai's voice was again in her ear. "Before the end of the night, Ophelia, we will f**k," he promised, releasing his finger from the remote control. "Only this time, it will be my name you scream."

Emberly Stinson is Alexander High's most shy, helpful, pure and innocent girl. On the other hand, there's Asher Colton. Alexander High's bad boy. He was graced with a gorgeous look, a Greek God's physique, all girls wanted to be with him and all boys want to be him. However, Emberly and Asher are enemies since childhood days and worst of all, they are neighbors. He teases her almost everyday but whenever a guy approaches Emberly, Asher becomes all possessive and goes caveman over her. One day, Emberly's parents have to go out of town for three weeks. Emberly has to stay at her neighbor's home until their return. You've guessed it right, Asher is her neighbor. What will happen during these three weeks? Will there be something more than hatred between these two? It is often said that there is a thin line between love and hatred. * "Tell me, does he make you feel that way?" What the he-- Asher started dropping light kisses on my neck. As much as I hated to admit, this felt good. "Asher, please stop." My voice didn't sound convincing at all. Instead of stopping, Asher started to suck on my sweet spot, making me arch my neck to grant him better access. I had to hold onto him tightly so that I don't fall down. I had to bite my lips to refrain myself from moaning out his name. "Tell me, nerd, does he make your tight little pussy wet as much as I do it?" He asked in a taunting tone. This sentence seemed to make my lust vanish. I pushed him with all my strength and ran out of the classroom. Be warned: Contains mature contents and is somehow cliche.

"Feel that?" He asked, keeping her hand still. "That's what you do to me. Every time I see you. Every time I hear you laugh. Every time I think of you." ❤︎ ❤︎ ❤︎ It started with an accidental run in, but blossomed into something more. Aurora never thought she could ever love herself again, let alone give her love to another. Yet after meeting him, her doubts slowly began to fade away. Xavier was never a man of many words. Known to be cold and closed off, he found himself opening up to her as he fell for her fast. Join Aurora and Xavier as they learn to love and trust each other, forming unbreakable bonds. ❤︎ Extended description inside ❤︎ #2 in romcom 07-20-2022 #2 in sweet 04-23-2021 #1 in loveatfirstsight 04-14-2021 #1 in fiction 02-15-2021 #2 in billionaire 11-14-2020 #3 in chicklit 11-13-2020 #4 in protective 10-18-2020 #1 in boyfriend 10-15-2020 #1 in drama 10-8-2020 #4 in love 9-23-2020 #2 in humor 9-20-2020 #1 in sweetromance 9-14-2020 #1 in asiansinlit 9-04-2020 #1 in newadultromance 8-16-2020

**Cover by @AndiApplexoxo** No one could have guessed what would happen when a sixteen year old Vincenzo goes to an auction with his father. No one could have guessed that his actions from that night would change his whole life path and the path of others. They couldn't have guessed that a blonde haired girl would turn their whole world upside down and change everything but she did. It was set in stone the moment they laid eyes on each other and no one could do anything about it... Because he'd lose his soul and sanity before he let anything happen to her ever again. And as you'll soon find out, May God help anyone who disrespected the Queen.... because she had the Devil wrapped around her finger. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This story is rated M for mature. If you are not 18+ then I would not read this.

One of the most powerful man in the world. He was called Octavius. Cruel, coldblooded, and completely unobtainable. The Devil in a Brioni suit. The mere whisper of his name was like lethal poison that burned through the hearts of millions. Penetrating, and clear amber eyes that made grown men weep, and women burned with seduction. Behind the curtains, no one knew what he looked like yet he was always in control. It was a reputation he had fought to establish, one that brought him power, wealth and just about... everything. When a series of unfortunate events lands her into the very strong, powerful arms of Octavius, it was everything she'd been warned about. The beautiful brute, Octavius, moody and controlling in every aspect. She had never met a man as brutal, and stormy as him, someone she couldn't help but sprout wild, random phrases to, and offer hugs. A man that always gets what and who he wants because that's how his life works. Until it doesn't. Until he stumbles into a five-feet angel with the sweetest smile, and adamant about being friends. - preview - "Has any man ever made you so crazy you thought you'd die if you didn't get his cock inside of you? If you couldn't feel his fingers digging into your thighs as he spread you open and devoured you whole? Have you ever come over and over, so hard and so many times you couldn't be sure where one ended and the other began?" His strong, veined hands gripped the backside of my bare thigh, tracing over my skin, itching higher and higher and I could feel a deep ache building inside my lower region. My mouth slacked, at a loss for words, all I could do was whimper softly under his possessive touches. "Answer me." Big, forceful hands caressed my chin, almost gripping my neck, only retracting as I let out a tiny breathless sigh. His dark deep amber eyes were on fire with a carnal sexuality that I had never seen before. "Use your words."

Dangerous men love innocent women. Innocent women don't go looking for dangerous men, but somehow the end up in the hands of them. She just wanted to give her uncle his sandwich, but dangerous men have a way of making things difficult. She is a good girl and he is a bad boy. And we all know the bad boys always want the good girls.

Cleveland Fayette. A 17-year-old innocent girl who has been through too much in her life. She has been used to never getting her hopes up, knowing all too well they will eventually come crashing down. The only thing constant in her life is the feeling of loneliness. Cleveland has never thought of filling that void with another person, but that was until she met Jayce. Jayce DaCoasta. A 20-year-old man who is controlled by his alternate personality disorder. He's closed himself off and never fully trusted anyone. He just wishes to be left alone, but when that doesn't happen, his other personality loves to express his anger with his hands. With the help of everyone that's had the pleasure of meeting him, he's well known for the damage he causes when his other personality takes over. His temper has always been a problem, but that was until Jayce laid his eyes on the little hazel-eyed girl. And he won't let anything get in his way of claiming his Baby Cleve.

There wasn't much need for people to ask since they already knew . She belonged to him , forever as they stated . Shall it be true ? I can't say. He picked her upsetting her on the counter top as she held his shirt , his eyes gazing into her with anger . She bit her lip finally speaking up , " I am sorry i didn't tell you " He clenched his jaw squeezing he thighs . " I am very sure i don't have to remind you that you belong to me My belle but if i hear this happening again , people will be kill by my hand and i swear i won't regret doing that " She whimper burying her face in his neck. " I hope you understand me belle , you shall not be touch by any other man but me " he stated to her #cover by hot_steamy