Warning: Mature Audiences Only!! -Strong Sexual Content -R-rated language -Adult situation This book is a ROMANCE, no matter how terrifying it may look at first. *** DESCRIPTION *** "I'll fucking slit your throat, you lying cunt. I don't have to burn you alive, I'll murder you with my own bare hands. I'll enjoy it, too. Laugh my ass off while you drown in your own blood, you're worthless and pathetic." He spat, his body shaking with uncontrollable rage. I felt my windpipes being crushed, tears welded in my eyes as I choked. I gasped for air, "well...someone d-didn't eat breakfast this morning. You're just Cuckoo for Coco P-Puffs." His massive hands tightened around my throat, shaking my body violently as his knuckles turned white with force, his beautiful face turned completely sinister with anger. Black spots darted in my vision, consuming my sight as they grew. My head started to feel light and airy as I began choking to death. His voice shook with rage, "What. Are. You." He seethed. His red eyes wide with fury. "I'm Batman." I choked, as I blacked out. *** 18 years ago, a baby girl was born, but she was born frail and weak. Her bones were delicate, and her heart could not beat on its own. The doctors told the mother that she would surely die within hours of her birth. Her mother prayed for something, anything to save her baby. The Devil answered. He saved her baby, and granted her the favor of life. With the mark of the Devil himself, branded into the smooth flesh of her skin. She had been claimed by the Devil, her fate sealed by the scar. But everyone knows... The Devil always comes to collect. ***

[MATURE CONTENT] "What if Josiah sees?" I say to him, looking around for a wanderer that could potentially come over to where we were, and then up at the large, towering windows above us. Despite being obscured mostly by an oversized bush, I couldn't help but feel antsy. And that's not just because of the god beside me. His fingers caress my skin. Slow and oh so experienced. His face is so close to me I swear I can make out every hair sprinkling his face, every shallow line, every imperfection he didn't have. That voice brought me out of my thoughts, making my entire body alert to his every move. "Keep another man's name out of your goddamn mouth when I'm inside you." And with that, he drew back and slammed into me, hard.

"I wonder if the house still looks the same." I wonder. "We could always stay in a motel." Alex suggests. I give him a look. Is he serious? "Or not." He shrugs. "This reunion will be fun." I try to hype him up, whilst keeping an eye on the road, pulling into our town. "Yay." He rolls his eyes. Brilliant. <><><><> Harper and Alex never expected to end up back in their small, hometown. But due to Harper's kind heart, two years later, they found themselves moving back. They have come a long way since they left high school. But now they will be forced to emerge themselves in old memories, they were hoping to leave behind. <><><><> This is the sequel to The Bad Boys Saw Me Naked.

"Babygirl deep breaths ok?" I nod looking up to his eyes, the blue outline calming my nervous state. "Answer me when i speak to you" "Y-yes daddy" he smirks running his finger over my blushed cheeks, leaning closer I feel his hot breath, fan over my face as he lowers his plump lips to mine then steps away disregarding the whereabouts off his jacket, chucking the denim material on the back of his bedroom door then proceeding to sit patiently at the edge of the bed beaconing me towards him.

"The Mob Boss and the Stripper" - Suffering from an abusive relationship, Emilia didn't think her life could get any worse until the night her boyfriend made a deal with the devil and gave her away to the mafia without hesitation in order to save his life and clear his name from his debt. Now, Emilia is stuck even further but little does she know that her life is bound to change forever when she meets the handsome devil, Vincent Fontana. But did it change for the greater or for the worse? ۵ "Who the hell are you?!" I asked in the midst of my panic as I stared at the blue eyed devil sitting down on the couch in front of me. "Allow me to introduce myself..." He chuckled, standing up to his full height that towered mine as he walked closer towards me. He raised his tatted hand up towards my face as he ran his thumb over my bottom lip, leaving my breathing to hitch. "I'm Mr. Fontana, now strip."

"Oh you will fall for me eventually." He said pressing me against the wall. "How are you so sure about that?" I asked. "Good girls always fall for the bad boys, trust me." He said smirking. His hands travelled to my waist, and then he pulled me close.