❝You are just a WOMAN. You can't fight in this war, you're weak. It will chew you up and spit you out, you can't keep up with us.❞ The commander scoffed with a low chuckle. A couple of men behind him chuckled as well. Evander's gaze burned into the side of my head, awaiting my reply like everyone else. ❝If I can't fight, then why did the Queen herself ask me to take over your job for the time being?❞ I asked, pulling my dagger out from its sheath, taping on Commander Leland's breastplate with the tip, ❝Careful who you call weak Commander because you clearly don't know who I am.❞ He crossed his arms defensively, ❝Oh yeah? And who are you?❞ I leaned forward lightly, ❝The name's Aislin.❞ ________________ Her name was well-known throughout the kingdoms. Some believed she was just an urban legend, while others thought she was real but some believed she didn't exist at all. She was labeled "the infamous warrior" because she was known for destroying kingdoms with her bare hands. She was a woman, but she set a strong example for tens of thousands of men. She disappeared after a horrific accident. Years had passed, and she had led a life free of violence. After all those years, she was itching to return to the battlefield. Her wish was granted when Queen Aria of Kavan herself approached her and informed her of the events unfolding in her kingdom, requesting her assistance. A sexist Commander, a caring queen, a slacker army, new friendships, and an intriguing yet hothead prince are among the challenges she faces. She's got a lot to handle. --- REVIEWS (more inside) "If you put equal portions of action, adventure, comedy, mystery, romance & feminism in a ninja blender and set it to high power, YOU 👏 GET👏 AISLIN👏. Plus a splash of feminism and diversity makes everything instantly better. SO GOOD!" - @shelsontheloose Copyright © 2021 by WriterMickeyC (of Wattpad) All Rights Reserved COVER: Guinealove2005

Running from hell isnʼt easy. Especially when someoneʼs dragging you back down into it. Belligerent, brash and always in shades of black, Freya is hardly a lady. Hidden away by her father, sheʼs lived a normal life despite being born into the dark waters of New Yorkʼs underworld. Heʼs cold, cruel and calculating, with a proclivity for destruction. Feared by even Made Men, Torren is the boss of the stateʼs most leachorous crime syndicate. Freya hates his crudity and possessiveness, but she canʼt deny the way her breath hitches at his rough touch, the deep timbre of his voice, and his dark, heated gaze. Torren hates her disobedience, her recklessness, and her chaos. To him, sheʼs only something to be tamed. And after he slips a ring on her hand, snatching away her future, she makes only one vow---to become his biggest torment.

[#1 in Fiction][complete] Kaitlyn MacDonald. Your typical nerd. Shy, smart, and more than a little bit awkward. Tutors for extra credit, even though she doesn't need it. Drew McCarthy. Your typical bad boy. Basketball jock, extremely attractive, and has more girls' numbers than missing homework. And he never does his homework. When Drew gets into grade trouble and his basketball career is in danger, he has two options. One, he can either give up basketball and allow his grades to drop more, or two, he can get tutored to stay eligible for sports. Naturally, he chooses the second one. And his tutor? None other than Kaitlyn MacDonald. #1 in Fiction 03/16/2019 (m/d/y) #3 in Teen 08/25/2020 (m/d/y) #014 in Boy 03/02/2019 (m/d/y) #031 in Teen Fiction 01/06/2017 (m/d/y)

WARNING!!! MATURE content for 18 years old and above!!! If you're an INNOCENT or NOT AN OPEN-MINDED reader, please refrain from reading this story! While HE was at the lowest point of his life, they met. Blake was a carefree high school girl who wanted to explore without her father dictating her what to do. She accepted Quen and gave him her love. But when her father learned about their relationship, she didn't have the courage to fight for their love. She left him. After 5 years, She met Enrique. While Quen was sweet and kind, Enrique is a handsome billionaire but very arrogant. He set his eyes on Blake and blackmailed her. She hates him but why does she keep on thinking about Quen while she's with Enrique? They have similarities she can't pinpoint even though they're completely opposite in almost everything. Will she ever learn that Quen and Enrique are the same person and Enrique is just back for revenge? Find out how Enrique takes back his angel eyes. Rankings before this story got reported: #128 in romance 30/06/17 #108 in romance 06/07/17 #94 in romance 08/07/17 #85 in romance 15/07/17 #81 in romance 21/07/17 #79 in romance 22/07/17 #66 in romance 29/07/17 #62 in romance 04/08/17 #57 in romance 05/08/17

"I will ruin you baby," he whispers digging his nails into my hips sending a chill cascading down my spine. "Then ruin me Jude, ruin me till there's nothing left of me." I spoke softly, "make me feel something, make me feel anything, make me feel alive..." ♫♫♫ Everybody loved her but her. Coraline Nkole was the dream girl living a nightmare. At a glance you'd assume just like everyone else that her life was heaven on earth; with wealthy parents, a blossoming ballet career, being an A + student and looks that could kill, she was the subject of everyone's envy. You either wanted her or wanted to be her, don't lie, of course you do. But our tiny dancer was slipping off the ice quicker than anyone thought. Her life was on the right track until he sent her off the rails. Let's get one thing straight, they aren't good people and they don't want to be. Jude Ace, you know the name like the back of your hand. Lead singer of world famous rock band Born Victim, fame and being in the spotlight is all he's ever known. He's used to people worshiping the ground he walks on- But he's breaking, fast and the world is watching him fall apart. Nothing ever stays a secret for long. They all adored him, but not as she did, he was their star but he was her rock. Their hatred for each other runs skin deep but something's changing in the way he looks at her and it's only a matter of time before one of them breaks.

A jolt. A small hitch in the rhythmic beating of my heart. Dèjà vu didn't even begin to describe it. ... My heart stopped, my breath jostled forward, shock rippling through my system. It happened again. For a few precious seconds my mind froze up and, together with my body, went into a complete lockdown. It was the same each time I saw him.

"You're not scared of me Love . You're scared of all the things you want me to do to you" he was so close. Too close. My eyes fixed on his. Specs of gold and amber swirling around in that darkness reflecting the fire that was surging through me. "Don't go there" I clenched my teeth. I couldn't give in to him like this. He looked at me with an intensity that only magnified my hunger for him. He was right. I wasn't scared of him. I was scared of wanting him in ways that I couldn't comprehend. His eyes searched my face, before landing on my lips. I could see his resistance slipping away and I knew it was mere seconds before he crosses this line between us, but no. I was wrong. He let go. He left my hand and took a step back, eyeing me like I was his prey. Maybe I was. He was one of the most feared Vampires to walk this earth. Why would he want me in any other way? Maybe I let this get to my head. Maybe I read the signs wrong. I let out a dry chuckle. How could I be so stupid to think he cares? I shook my head and looked away. But the second turn around to leave i feel a grip on my arm pulling me back into him. "Where do you think you're going?" his low husky voice pushed me off the edge, making me want to cave in all over again. I looked into his eyes and there it was....that same fire..that same wildness...that same hunger and I couldn't resist it. My hands moved on their own when they cupped his face and pulled him down to crash our lips together. Dear Lord. I never felt something like this. Every touch felt like flames on my skin and I wanted it to devour me. He pulled me closer and I only wanted more. My train of thought was gone the minute I walked into this room. My sense of reason was gone the minute I laid my eyes on him. My resistance was gone the second he touched me. But none of that mattered. Not right now at least. All I wanted was him. [ TRIGGER WARNING - THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT, STRONG LANGUAGE AND GRAPHIC SCENES ]

-COMPLETE- [26.04.19 - 01.08.19] Adjusting to a world of male domination is hard. But when you're born to it, as a maid's daughter it doesn't get any better. If anything you have to fight. Fight the eye fucks, the insults, the catcalls and most of all the domination that comes along the higher class. Rosaline Rosario is the maid's daughter. She never knew who her father was, her mother passed away leaving her in a society she wasn't fond of. She kept quite and took it all in, in hopes that own day she'll get what she always dreamed of. A life. Love. A normal family to live. But all comes crashing down when she catches The Don's eye. And soon she realises, "Once in the racket, you're always in it." (Ps: the above quite is from the words of Al Capone. If you don't know who he is just google it. ❤) [[TOO MANY SMUTS IN HERE!! DON'T READ IF YOU'RE OFFENDED BY SUCH SCENES AND HATE ORAL SEX!]] © All rights reserved - 2019 - November O'Riley.

__❤︎ The Maid and the Mafia King ❤︎__ Losing her father at the age of 20, Bella started to search for jobs. Not to mention, she already was doing 2 jobs. But they were not enough to pay her father's debt. With the help of her friend's cousin, she got the job of working as a maid in a big mansion,owned by a multi billionaire. She heard the owner of the mansion was young and the mansion too screamed rich and power. But what she didn't know was the owner of the mansion was feared by people, the most perilous Mafia king of Italy and around the world. She didn't know one more thing. That the ruthless Mob king was going to claim her 𝑯𝑰𝑺 no matter what. _________ "Sshhh.. no one cares," Lucifer's hot breath hitting my neck as his lips slowly tracing down to my collarbone. "No please- w-we shouldn't ahh.." I gasped as he took the skin of my sweet spot between his teeth. "Don't open your mouth. I won't be responsible for what I would do to you if you open your sweet mouth again, " he didn't give me time to response before he claimed my lips possessively. ________ •[ WARNING ] Contains MATURE CONTENT, VOLGAR LANGUAGE, ABUSE. (18+) _________ Started: 12/08/20 Completed: 24/11/20 •°•°•°• [Cover by me]

After a mission goes wrong, Lexa finds herself entangled with a man called Dominic. His sudden appearance costs her the life she once knew and she finds herself on the run. But it doesn't take her long to begin hunting those hunting her. Somewhere along the way, she meets a man called Hunter who reluctantly offers his assistance for his own gain. Should she accept his help or brace the weight of saving the world on her own? ~ I stumbled back and was caught by a pair of strong arms. They wrapped around my waist, and turned me quickly and I found myself looking into Hunter's eyes. "What are you doing?" I hissed through my teeth. I felt Matt tap my shoulder and I looked over my shoulder, batting my eyelashes. His face had hardened. "Who is this? I thought you said you were alone." He seethed. "I am." I grinned, pushing myself away from Hunter. "I have no idea who this man is." Matt looked over my shoulder as Hunter. "Get lost man. She's mine." I felt Hunter almost growl behind me as he snatched me backwards. "You have no fucking idea how wrong you are." ~