WARNING! Please be advised that this is not a bedtime story about sparkly fairies and pink unicorns. This book may contain graphic descriptions of poisoned apples and witches' ovens. It is not appropriate for supernatural beings under the age of 377 (excluding vampires and werewolves). DISCLAIMER: Wicked Witches Inc. and Evil Stepmother Enterprises are not responsible for any maiming, mass murder or permanent insanity resulting from the reading of this book.

Amy Weston had expected many things when starting her investigation into an underground slave smuggling ring. Being mistaken for a duke's fiancée by his own mother was not one of them. Now she has to fend off not only gangsters, but also etiquette teachers intent on teaching her how to be a proper lady. Yet surely, that won't last long. After all, it's only a misunderstanding, right?

"Get the fuck out of my house!" my dad shouted. "Gladly. But, before I go, I have just one thing to say; you've never been a good father. You've always treated Poppy and her mother like absolute shit." "You know nothing about being a father, you little prick!" "Yeah? Well, your innocent little girl calls me daddy when I fuck her from behind, so that's close enough for me," Knox spat before hauling me out of my seat and leaving. *** Ever since Poppy Nicole was little, she's been a shy girl with a heart of pure gold. Her innocence is glaringly obvious and she has nothing but the best intentions for everyone on her mind. Everyone has always loved the sweet-minded girl. Knox Carmichael is Charleston, South Carolina's resident bad boy and infamous hell-raiser. He's been on a first-name basis with law enforcement since the young age of ten-years-old. Before his parents became fed up and sent him away to military school when he was fourteen, one of Knox's favorite pass times was taunting his one and only Poppy. Poppy's life was going great. Fantastic even. She was accepted into the local university aside her best friend - and Knox's little sister - Kiara and she couldn't wait to get a start on her nursing studies. But then life takes a turn for the worst as the devil himself shows up unannounced to their dorm just as the girls are unpacking their belongings. Poppy hopes that Knox has grown up and put an end to his torturous ways. If only she knew just how wrong she actually was. If only she knew he was back for one thing, and one thing only. To take what is, and always has been, rightfully his; Poppy. COPYRIGHT AuthorrUnknown ALL RIGHTS RESERVED **STORY WILL CONTAIN STRONG LANGUAGE, VIOLENCE, AND SEXUAL THEMES. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK** Hit 1 Million on 11/25/16, Highest Ranking: #1 in Drama Cover by Loutka

"Close your eyes." he croaked, I did as I was told without any disobedience. "Have you any idea how badly I want to kiss you right now?" I shook my head in reply. "Badly, so fucking badly." he whispered as his harsh breath fanned across my cheek. Dark haired and tattooed, Xavier looked like the ultimate bad boy...but weren't bad boys meant to have that boyish charm? The thing is, Xavier was extremely guarded, hot headed and quite frankly, scary. In fact, Xavier was many things but romantic and loving wasn't two of them. He was a building half built, a puzzle with half of the pieces missing... Until he met me. Warning: Bad language (lots of). A possessive delinquent that is guaranteed to make you smile (or cry.)

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COMPLETED. "Look, if you're-" "Shut up." I was taken back at the sudden manner in which he spoke to me. "Let's get something straight Miss Greene, I don't appreciate people talking back at me. And quite frankly, you're crossing your limit with me and my patience with you. So from now on, as long as you're with me you'll do as I say. Understood?" _____________________________________________ Mystery. Romance. Deception. You know what they say, hate is a strong emotion- so is love. You can only hate someone you place in high esteem since you care about what they think. When Juliet Greene secures an internship position at the Empire Heights hotel, and things seem to be finally going her way, a brief encounter causes her life to turn upside down. Getting in the way of the hostile, unfeeling, yet wickedly magnetic billionaire Adrian Vandermir, Julie suddenly gets thrown into a situation that's too much for her to handle. Wanting to have little to do with this and the infuriating Vandermir, she none the less convinces herself that his decisions would be best for her family's own safety. But when things begin to get out of hand, she discovers that she has more to do with the dangerous situation Adrian is involved in than she or anyone else could ever imagine. In the hopes of ending the matter, both must endure each other's company as they take a trip together which reveals unbearable past secrets and irresistible desires. Desires that Julie fears would only deepen her wounds, but somehow heal Adrian's. BONUS CHAPTERS available on my blog (link in my bio)

Have you ever wondered how Ian Hunt met Ava Campbell? Have you ever wondered how he fell in love with her? Have you ever wondered what triggered him to become so dangerous? Well, if you have then you've come to the right place. This isn't a typical love story, but a twisted love story. Copyright All Rights Reserved© 2014

Olivia Walters and Jake Rhodes have no choice but to survive in the hands of a delusional thief/ abductor. He takes what he wants when he wants. Well, objects that is, until one night things go awry and he is forced to do the unthinkable. One late night, sixteen-year-old Olivia Walters awakens to the sound of gunshots. Fearing the worst, she panics and runs downstairs only to be stopped by the sight of her parents lying lifeless on the foyer floor. They had just returned from a late night movie when they walked in on the masked thief turned murderer. A gasp escapes her lips, forcing the man to look up and see her. With fear coursing through her cold veins, she tries to run only to be caught by him. In the midst of his stronghold around her neck, she pleads for her life and promises not to tell the police. This sparks an idea in him. If she does talk he'll get sent to prison so to prevent that from happening, he takes her from her home. The home he was burglarizing. The same home he murdered her parents in. "I always take something with me. Just think of yourself as my personal souvenir." He whispers lustfully into my ear, making the hair on my neck stand up. Un-edited. *Please remember this story is fiction so some things may seem unrealistic* Rated PG-13 for Mild Violence, Mature Content, and Strong Language © Copyright All Rights Reserved 2014. As of 9/24/14 Random #18 Teen Fiction #95

"Ava look at me," This time the way he says it isn't threatening or filled with malice. He wants to tell me something so I turn my head to face him. "You deserve the world, Mrs. Hunt. You know I can give you that and so much more," My heart skips a beat when he reveals shining, white teeth. His words, along with his smoldering eyes give me chills. "You know that, right?" His malachite eyes roam mine while my throat becomes dry. He's dissecting me while my thoughts race. What am I doing? Was this part of my plan? Can I really lead him on? I jump when I feel his electrifying touch on my chin. "And you also know that I'll always get what I want. That includes when I want it, and how I want it." He licks his lips emphasizing the word 'how'. I know Ian Hunt, and I know that tonight was a sacrifice for him. His motto is pain before pleasure, and my pain is his pleasure. But tonight was different. Something tells me that this will be the first and last time I'll receive enjoyment from it. I groan when he squeezes my chin painfully, forcing me to nod my head. "Glad you understand, now let's sleep." I lay down rigidly, too afraid to move. And just like he made me feel safe earlier, he's making me feel frightened now. His hands are tightly wrapped around me as we lay tangled in the sheets. As I lay in the arms of Danger. **End** Ranked #11 in Action as of 12/18/2014 ©Copyright All Rights Reserved Cover and story by Elegant_Imani Rated PG -13 for now but that could change ;)

In a land ruled by greed and dominated by men, Princess Anabella, the next heir in line to the throne, fights for change. Unlike her father the King, she believed, women should be treated as equals, and the one thing she held true was that not all future Queens needed a King. Her belief only intensifies, after meeting Josalyn, the kingdoms so-called blacksmith's wife. Whose beauty laid hidden beneath the filth of a hard laborers guise. With the tournament for the Princess's hand upon them, time is running out. Can the fates bring them together or will the king continue to tear them further apart? Perhaps the princess plan was destined to fail from the very start. Then again not all white knights...were men.