"Not all women are successful in adapting to Pinn" The handsome man narrowed his eyes at the woman in the back "It saddens me to think of what happens to those who don't" I gasped silently at the threat. So far none of the Pinns had said anything but hallow words of propaganda and encouragement. The room was unnaturally silent. The woman in back clearly understood the implied threat. Somehow the threat brings me back to the reality of the situation. I was here against my will. ----- Ivy wakes up to a changed life. Kidnapped by aliens and taken to a world where females no longer exist and human women are kidnapped as replacements, she must adjust to her new reality. Her role and purpose are clearly laid out in the alien society, she uncovers the horrors embedded within her new world and the man she is supposed to spend her life with has enabled in its hypocrisies. Ivy has to decide if she can love a man complicit in her trauma. Gidean has been hurt in the past. He is wary of trying with a human woman again and has accepted his life without female companionship. His mother has other ideas and forces a young woman upon him knowing he would never send her away and risk exposing her to the true nature of the Pinn society. Gidean must choose give up the privileges of the only society he has known or risk hurt again. Together they must overcome the wrongs of Pinn or face their lives subjected to it.

Willow was 18 years old when her father sold her to the billionaire Nathanial North he is cold ruthless and mean. Can she survive with him or will she be lost in the process

It's 2093 and surprisingly the human race hasn't gone extinct and global warming hasn't kicked our ass yet. But there's a new rule in America. Human domination. When you are born you are assigned as a dom or sub, by the financial class you are in. Once you turn 16 you are put up for sale. Only thing I ever thought about was who would be my dom? A/N: Nothing like my last two stories!! Branching out. I loveeee comments and ideas so feel free to lmk! Probs more mature !

Some call me bad luck. Some call me unlucky. Some call me their worst nightmare. Most fear me. Most scream when they see me. And I smile. I smile because that's what I love the best. Their fear. I love it, when it goes through their eyes when I point the gun and shoot them dead. I love how pale they turn when they hear me chuckle. I just love the sound of their rapidly beating hearts against their chest. But when she comes along, that's where my true demon comes out. That's where I love it the most when I scare her and become her worst nightmare. I'll break her. I'll break that little fiery soul of hers. And I'll laugh when it's in my hands. *mature theme *cussing