Usually, people Carol's age are getting married, buying their first house, getting their first pet, etc. Her younger sister's doing all that. Good for her right? And she's doing it with Carol's ex. It has been a year since they broke up and he has been with her sister ever since and well, I'm sure you can guess the tea for that one. But it's Christmas time so 'tis the season to be jolly. She'll be seeing her two favorite people at the family reunion. Where she has promised everyone that she has happily moved on, and has someone to introduce to the family... except- she doesn't. During a trip to the grocery store, she bumps into one of the finest men she saw, which wasn't through her phone screen. So, obviously her first reaction was to ask him to be her plus one for the family reunion and to pretend that they're a couple. He Agrees! On the condition that she'll help him become Santa Claus? Weird but she agrees to do exactly that. Nick keeps claiming that he's Santa Claus's Son and that there's this whole Christmas wonderland where people compete to be Santa...she just goes with it. I mean his good looks had to come with a sacrifice right? Little did she know what she had signed up for...

she softly tugged at the hem of my shirt to pull me even closer. We were so close our chests are almost touching, her fingers gently tracing across my jawline "I hope you're not forgetting that we re currently at Walmart" I murmured "I'm not - it's not like we are doing anything" she said below a whisper, I chuckled at this "Why do I have this slight feeling that you like to tease me" "Maybe cause I do" she replied, her hands moving from my jawline to my chest, laughing lightly I placed my hands on her waist. "Yeah I noticed" Mainly in a males POV Started: 13.5.21 #1 in wmbw 19.12.21 #1 in bwwn 15.12.23

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I thought being abducted and experimented on by aliens was the worst things could get. But I was wrong. Because when I tried, and failed, to escape, I promised to protect an alien-human baby. And then we were thrown into a new cage. And my cell-mate? He's big, scarred, brooding... and we're expected to give our captors a baby of our own. Sci-Fi Alien Romance [18+]

𝙸𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛. -- He leans into her, his breath warm against her ear as he whispers, "I'm not the jealous type but when you look so damn sexy, I just want to yell 'mine' from the top of my lungs," Her face flushes with desire as his words wash over her like a wave of heat. "And that secret agent who keeps eye fucking you all day? He needs to know that you're all mine." "All mine," __ inspired book ♡ Published - 3/09/23

You can't run from what's meant to be. Even if it means that you'll be held in a chokehold as your very soul, everything that you are is sucked right out of you and what's left will scare death itself. Pulling her deeper into insanity, there was no trace of the person she used to be, no light shone from within and a dark aura shrouded her being. This was the price Morgan had to pay to be enough, just a beautiful cadaver for the despised vultures to have their fill, especially him. The unwelcomed beguiling creature that infiltrated her body and mind, though she resisted at every turn. "Who are you?" she asked trying to steady herself before the perfect specimen, not a hair on his gorgeous head was out of place. Her stance was off and she couldn't see straight but she put her fists up just incase he attacked, if anything happened he would at least leave with a black eye. However nothing ensued as the elevator came to a halt at the eleventh floor. The corner of his lip lifted as he gave her a smug look, staring down at her intensely. Without so much as another glance in her direction, he turned and exited the lift, his presence leaving an impure and sullied feeling she didn't like.

Following his wife's heartbreaking tragedy. Billionaire philanthropist, Aaron Miller, is forced to look at how badly he's treated her over the years as he hopes and prays desperately for her recovery. Things quickly take a turn when it is revealed his wife's accident, which put her in a coma was planned by the people closest to him.

Emery needed a job she was only a few days away from losing her apartment... Silas needed a maid-a live in one. Someone to clean and cook for him... What are the chances? #1 Interracial #6 BWWM

When Amber joins The Society as a prospective submissive she has dreams of finding the perfect dominant to use her in all the ways she likes. When she's matched with the sexy, intense, twenty six year old, Billionaire CEO and crime lord Lucien DesLaurent she's underwhelmed, having witnessed his gentle coaxing dominance. But sometimes people are surprising in the most interesting of ways. Lucien is more than up to the task of playing Amber's bratty little games, allowing her to stoke his passions and unlock the dark parts of himself he saves for the less legal portions of his life. However, worlds collide when Lucien lets his possessiveness get the better of him, sparking a war between his family and a rival family leaving Amber in the cross hairs. Never being exposed to crime before, how can she feel safe enough to play with Lucien knowing he has blood on his hands? Even if he's able to save her, will they be able to survive Amber being exposed to the worst parts of Lucien's life?

A prophecy foretelling the end of Queen Loriels reign has been a death sentence for Solana and her people. No elf is safe as long as she feels threatened. The Queen will stop at nothing to keep her place in power. When the Queens greatest warrior, her son Roman, captures Solana will it be the beginning of something beautiful or the beginning of the end? ***The very small use of Elvish language, Sindarian, is translated from Tolkien's language. All credit for that goes to him.*** All rights reserved, including the right to reproduce this book or portions thereof in any form whatsoever. Any music or book titles listed within belong solely to the writer, owner, or publisher of those works.