He kisses the hollow behind my ear, panting and clinging to me like I am his salvation. "You're going to make me lose my job." "And you're going to make me lose mine," I purr. He pulls out and backs away from me as his senses start to return, "You're right. We can't do this anymore. This is the last time." I slink towards him like a lioness, holding him in place with my dark gaze, daring him to make a run for it. "I mean it." My lips brush against his, "That's what you said the last time." *** The day Clarissa Lanvin graduates from the prestigious University of Cambridge she meets Madame Vivienne Bordeaux, a chic Parisian business woman, with an eye for exceptional beauty. From that day forward, Clarissa's life takes an extravagant and electrifying turn. Now she's adorned in Dior, dripping in diamonds, with a five figure income and a gorgeous new fiancé, Jonathan North, who just so happens to be running for Prime Minister, all thanks to his alluring and devastatingly handsome campaign manager, Bryant Hemsworth. With his tailored suits, olive skin, dark eyes and mysterious nature, Bryant is both irresistible and impenetrable -up until he and Clarissa can no longer deny their intense desire for one another. The closer they get to each other, the more they put themselves and those associated with them at risk, but they're too far gone to turn back now. Dangerously seductive and emotionally compelling, The Escort is a gripping tale of love and deception that will make you crave more, more, more...

"You can do it. Don't stop now." I said to myself as I continued to run. After 2 minutes my legs gave out and I fell. I quickly crawled and hid behind a tree breathing heavily trying to catch my breath. Once my breathing quiet down, I remained silent so I could listen to my surroundings. It was silent. The only thing that could be heard was the birds chirping. I stood up slowly and looked around seeing nothing but trees. Once the coast was clear I started running again looking behind me. That wasn't the best idea because I bumped into a hard chest. Arms immediately wrapped themselves around me. I struggled against the person and then kicked. They released me and fell to the ground. I backed away from the person and saw that it was one of the Head Master's trackers. I was just about to turn around and make a run for it but was caught again. The person put their arms around me squeezing the life out of me. I screamed and fought against the person. "Let me go!!!!" I shouted. The rest of the Head Master's trackers surrounded me coming from behind trees. I continued to struggle trying to break free. I couldn't go back. I knew I was good as dead when I got back. Head Master is going to kill me. "Please let me go!!"

He reminded her of a tiger- no a lion- always ready to pounce, never thinking once about their prey. Once upon a time, she was that prey. He hated her. He stalked her. He wanted her. She wanted him. They wanted each other. She was the gazelle, the wounded zebra the herd left behind. In other words, there was no way she was escaping this beast. But, somehwere in the mix of sex, hatred, and completely unnecessary outings, something else started to make itself know inside her. It made her want him more, and she already knew he wanted her with everything that was in him even though he refused that notion with every single fibre of his being. All the more, it was still there, and that left one thing. That one thing was to finally get together then, and now right? Wrong. It's all fun and games till somebody falls in love But you've already bought a ticket And there's no turning back now....

***PRIVATE CHAPTERS: MUST FOLLOW TO READ THEM*** [BOOK 1 TO THE INMATE SERIES] [MATERIAL IN THIS BOOK IS FOR MATURE AUDIENCE ONLY!] "Stay out of trouble or you'll end up in prison with all those bad people." The same sentence my mother constantly told me until I was grown and on my own. In all honestly, she didn't really care. She just didn't want me to end up dead like my father and was giving me her pity but I ain't need the sorrow she was giving me. Or so I thought, maybe if I listened and instead of being a hard headed person and robbing a bank at the age of 24 then I wouldn't be in the predicament that I'm in right now. If I had the common sense that god gave me then I wouldn't be sitting in prison for 5 years but it didn't even go down like that. I was actually set up and was framed by three females that I labeled as my friends but they was just in it for the money and taking my niceness for granted. That stapled 3 years on my ass and I was framed once again by a crook cop just because I didn't give him the guilty pleasure that he desired. So that put another 2 years on my ass and I don't think I could live another day in this trashy place. Not with this bipolar guy named Sean, you'd think that he's just a normal inmate but on god your ass is completely wrong. Copyright © 2013-2014 by VerifiedTrill

:Cover created by Cyberalias: Sexy ass boyfriend? Um check. Down ass bestie? Um check check. Druggie brother/Alcoholic father/Post preggo sister? Definite check. A seventeen year old black girl living in the hood? Yeah that's definitely Roshni. At the surface her life is bearable but when one drama-filled day creates a domino effect it leaves Roshni questioning just how horrible her life really is. And is there a way to make it better?

Loving people through the different boundaries

Limerance - an overwhelming, obsessive need to have ones feeling reciprocated. What if theres someone out there obsesssed with you, who justcan't seem to let you go no matter what. They would do anything to get you to love them back

“It's when they're the last thing you think about before you go to sleep and when they're the first thing you think of when you wake up, the feeling that warms your heart and leaves you overcome by a feeling of serenity. Love involves wanting to show your affection and/or devotion to each other. It's the smile on your face you get when you're thinking about them and miss them. Love can make you do anything and sacrifice for what will be better in the end. Love is intense, and passionate. Everything seems brighter, happier and more wonderful when you're in love. If you find it, don't let it go” I stared into the night sky once again, counting the shining stars that struggled to reveal its self due to so many flashing, colourful lights that chanted beautifully around the city. Sara’s phone began to ring, she looked at it and promptly pressed the ignore button, whilst rolling her eyes; I sighed calmly in thought. “Kiss, are you okay?” Sara asked, looking at me concerned ; I shivered not realising that I myself had an abandon tear isolated on my face, as the rest stayed rightfully in my eyes without fail. “Yes Sar, I’m fine” I replied wiping away the tears before Sara read between the lines and instantly saw that something was wrong deep inside. “Kiss, is it Cameron and the fact he's getting married?” She asked and I choked up. I froze. I blacked out, my mouth became extremely dry and I was indeed speechless... - Her name is Kiss and all she wants is love, love from the only man she's ever loved and thats Cameron. But what happens when Kiss is placed in an uncomfortable situation, planning Cameron's wedding? Watching the love blossom between him and famous model Sandra Davis, will her feelings get the best of her and affect her duty of being a wedding planner? Or will she ignore her feelings and heart by watching her one true love make a life-time commitment in front of her own two eyes....