"Did he hurt you?" I shook my head under Seeley's massive palm. "Did he touch you?" I shook my head again, the nervous feeling in my stomach somehow disappearing. "Did you want him to kiss you?" These were all said through gritted teeth, but I could tell the last one was different than the other questions he had asked. I shook my head again, and Seeley dropped his head, shaking it softly. His head was at boob level for me, and I was scared his hair might brush against one of my girls. I stuck my tongue out after a few seconds, and his head snapped up, raising an eyebrow at me. "Did you just lick me?" He muttered, snatching his hand away from me. "I have no idea what you're talking about." I blinked up at him innocently as he rose back to his full height." Shoutout to @Laurellwrites for the amazing cover! Thank you! :)

"Luci I wanted to-" "Don't f*cking call me that," Lucifer interrupted, speaking in a monotonous voice, whilst staring intently at the marbled floor beneath his feat. "It suits you though!" Dior defended in a giggly tone, but his expression did not change. "I said don't f*cking call me that." "You can even give me a silly nickname if you'd like," she proposed. Silence "Eh, you'll learn to love me one day." Little did she know, he already did. ------------------------------------------------ After the kidnapping and torturing of Dior Delilah Hamilton, the only daughter of the biggest mob boss in New York, Dante Hamilton, her father had no choice but to hire a full-time bodyguard for her, otherwise known as : Lucifer Alistair. Dior Delilah Hamilton Despite how the world has treated her, the contagious smile on her face never faltered. Bringing joy to those around her was her addiction, and the innocent aura surrounding her can never go unnoticed. With 3 older brothers, and a mafia man for a father, she was protected beyond belief. Or so they thought... Lucifer Alistair. His name itself causes the strongest of men to shiver in their boots. And boy did he live up to his name. He'd been let down all his life and learnt to never expect anything from anyone, because everyone will leave you in the end. His mind was set. He was to be a lone wolf til his last breath. Broken, misunderstood, heartless, soulless even, Lucifer could not be fixed. That was until Dior slithered her way into his shattered heart, and vowed to make it whole again. ---------------------------------- I don't own any pictures used in this story All rights reserved, do not copy my work

*Story Contains Mature and Explicit Content* [COMPLETED] "Strangers in the dark can change your life in the light." "As I reach the front door I can't help the same question swimming around in my mind, what could possibly be on all of those tapes?" ----- Preview: "You wanna try and be my medicine Abby?" he asks with a deep testing tone, keeping his voice quiet. "I can try" I breathe out as I gulp when his grip tightens "Try me" His hand slides up my throat, his long fingers wrapping tight around my jaw "That's what you really want?" I nod, as I sigh out a shallow yes, and I see every muscle in his body tense, as he wets his lips; hoarsely murmuring his next sentence like its his last try at making me change my mind. "I'm dangerous Abby, this is your last chance, tried to warn you" My stomach twists and knots, as I use every ounce of bravery I have. "Prove it then" ----- Book Started : DEC 2018 - COMPLETED MAY 2019

USER SERIES 1 Micah Rex: He's handsome, dangerous, reckless. An addict. When he walks into a room, people notice. People are scared of him, people don't look him in the eye. AJ Ferro: She's cute, nice respectful. A helper. When she walks in a room, people usually get flowers. People love her, people want to be her friend. Despite her cheery nature and soft words AJ has never had it easy when it came to addiction -or depression. Without his addiction, sadness and anger Micah doesn't know who he is -and he hates not knowing things. And, of all places, they meet at a rehab center. He looked at her and saw a peppy girl with no future. She looked at him and saw a troubled boy with a bad past. Micah wants to die, AJ wants him to live. It's only a matter of time before one of them breaks through or breaks the other. - I was 12 the first time I took a hit off a joint at a party, smoked a blunt by myself and bought a bong. I was 13 when I started drinking alcohol for fun. 14 the first time I took ecstasy at a college party I snuck into, the same age I lost my virginity. This was the first time I went to a mental institution because it's also the year I first tried to kill myself. 15 the first time I smoked meth, took a bump of cocaine, shot myself up with heroine. This was the first time I got sent to rehab, it didn't work and I came out worse. I was 16 when I tried to commit three times in the same year, the last time I got my heart to stop for 30 seconds. That year was also the first time I snorted Hydrocodone, getting me started in opiates, I experimented with Xanax and liked it. And I was a month from 17 when I got sober. - "Fuck you." I snap. "You already have." Micah bites out. "And I'm pretty fucking sure you liked it too, if your orgasms were anything to go by." - "I want-" Micah stopped, running his fingers through his hair. "Never mind what I want. What do you want?" His voice is quieter now, more gentle. "You."

Clove Tali innocent. In his eyes. Oliver Wolf a savior. In her eyes - - - - ⚠️WARNING 17+⚠️ ⚠️MATURE CONTENT AND SELF LOATHING⚠️ ⚠️VIEWER DISCRETION ADVISED⚠️ Clove left to fend for herself with her baby brother. Consumed by a physco. In the head space of a monster. A quiet innocent girl left with fear. Left with nothing but holds so much love. Oliver left with a state. Left with billions. Left with hunger and hate. Left to save his little sheep. To save her fear. To save her. Funny the one causing fear to others is the one to save his girl. - - - - - He spreads his large hand into my skirt and I squeeze my eyes shut. I start to breathe really heavy. "No, little sheep. No me hagas castigarte. Look at me baby." He leans down to my ear. "Look at daddy while he places his hand on your flower and makes you faint from all the pleasure your pussy is receiving, si?" He says painfully stroking my princess parts. "My little toy, hm?" He says stroking, harder now. Feeling my wet panties against my flower. As he lets me explore this tingle I can never explain. ⚠️WARNING 17+⚠️ ⚠️MATURE CONTENT AND SELF LOATHING⚠️ this has so many flippin parts bc when i wrote this and was lazy so i wrote a lot of chapters with little words lol ******* #1 in "soft"//10.1K #1 in "naive"//1.7K #1 in "innocent"//13.5K #1 in "submit"//3.9K #1 in "cute" //178K #1 in "goodgirl"//29.4K #1 in "stephenjames" //1.4K #1 in "daddy's girl" //5K #1 in "daddydom"//3.1K #1 in "daddyslittlegirl"//156 #2 in "possessive"//5.5K #2 in "love"//1.71K

All it took was one moment for everything to change. One moment and three dangerous men who emanated equal parts pleasure and pain. Following her father's disappearance, Madelyn Adams takes her travels to New York in pursuit of an unlikely yet desperately needed lead. However, when she soon finds herself witness to murder, everything becomes so much more complex. A "gunshot to the head" was what she relayed to responding officers, yet after a suspiciously brief investigation, results concluded not a single trace of evidence to support the committing of any crime, let alone one as messy as the casualty Madelyn described. No blood, no fingerprints. It was almost as though it never happened. Almost. If it weren't for the lingering memory of that low voice in her ear or the caress of his gloved hands on her body, she would've thought she'd hallucinated. Taken together, that should have been the most complicated part, but it wasn't. Instead, it was the three dangerous men who covered it up and caught interest in her in the process. ____ "I don't know how long it's going to take you to realize this sweetheart, but you belong to us." He says, yanking my head back so that his intense eyes meet mine. "You're ours to fuck, ours to love, and ours to claim in any way we want, isn't that right Madelyn?" "Mmm, yes Sir." "Well it seems to me like you need a reminder." He growls into my ear, before flipping my body to face him. "Now be a good girl and spread your legs. I want to taste what a needy little mess my words have made you." ____ Theirs to Claim is a full length, reverse harem novel with material that may be difficult for some readers. This book ends on a cliffhanger and is recommended for 18+.

Phoenix watched her closely, his eyes darting down to her tongue that poked out briefly to wet her lips. He was being unwaveringly blunt, but that was just him. He wanted this girl; he knew that now. He was over being cautious and considerate- he didn't care about that shit anymore. Soft, beautiful, and sweet, Penelope was everything he wasn't-everything he shouldn't have; it was ironic, but it was also all the more reason why he craved her. • Book 2 in Dominant Series

He quickly stood up, disbelief written on his face. "Angel, I-" He didn't get to finish because I quickly threw my hands around his torso and hugged him. The side of my head rested just a little under his chest and I could clearly hear his erratic heartbeat. Despite it being so loud and fast, it was calming. So calming that I could fall alseep listening to it any time. In a matter of seconds, he hugged me back. Strongly, protectively caging me in his arms. And the whole world stopped. There was just us. And in this moment, I realized something. Something I didn't want to admit to myself, something I've been trying to keep buried deep inside me. I was slowly falling in love with him. And I was falling hard. •••• Isabella Lightwood. The definition of innocence. She's your typical 17 year old good and nice girl. Shy bookworm, perfect grades, doesn't party, and all that jazz. She loves helping others and is kind to all, so naturally it would seem that everyone would love her. Yet she remains almost invisible to most, choosing to try to blend in as much as possible, never standing out. Leon Black. 19 years old. The definition of danger. He's the most feared guy in Bella's town and all over the world too. He has it all - money, good looks, power, you name it. People are scared of him because of his dark appearance and ruthless behaviour. He's been trying to keep a low profile, not wanting to deal with any unwanted attention, but a short, golden-haired girl who's as sweet as honey might just ruin all his plans... Isabella is sure Leon is a cruel and heartless man. But is he really? What will happen when these two opposites cross paths? Well, one thing is for sure... Sparks will fly and nothing will remain the same. *** IT'S NOT THAT CLICHÉ, IT GETS BETTER!

Book 1 in Dominant Series • Mia has spent most of her life in an orphanage-sheltered and with little joy. Shortly after her eighteenth birthday, however, she meets Damien, who sends her world spinning. Dominant and gorgeous, Damien is the kind of man who doesn't take no for an answer-whereas no is the only answer Mia has ever gotten. Having already experienced enough pain in her life, it's no wonder Mia is skeptical about getting close to someone...especially someone like him.

" 𝑆𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑡 𝑖𝑠 𝑑𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑠. 𝑆𝑡𝑎𝑦 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 ℎ𝑖𝑚. " ━━━━⋅~εïз~⋅━━━━ ___𝗜𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 an ordinary boy finds his obsession in the girl out of his league. Athena Garrett is a daughter of renowned billionare. Everyone thinks that she's the luckiest person to have all the luxuries. But her life behind all those tall walls of her mansion is not what she wanted. Her life takes an unexpected turn when a mysterious boy takes so much interest in her. . . ━━━━⋅~εïз~⋅━━━━ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 : The book contains slight mature scenes including the slight violence, vulgar language, drugs, toxic relationship. You have been warned. 𝙎𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙩𝙮 | 2020 Ⓒ︎𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖿𝗒𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗌 ✧ | ➳ Cover 𝗂𝗆𝖺𝗀𝖾 credits to 𝙋𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩.