* Extreme Mature Content* "I told you you're mine. Let me remind you who you belong to..." Apryll isn't a relationship kind of girl. She doesn't have the patience, energy or emotions for one. She's a working girl who made everything for herself. She doesn't depend on anyone and will not take orders from anyone. But he doesn't care. What started out as a one night stand took a dark turn into obsession, lust, and possession. Apryll Collins, a 22 year old girl who isn't here to take anyone's shit. She doesn't rely on anyone to take care of her or do anything for her. She prides herself on her independence. And she will fight anyone who tries to take it away from her. Xavier Akins Knights, a 29 year old Dominant. His hand itches in the presence of a disrespectful brat and will not hesitate to take one over his knee. He's New York's most eligible bachelor and world renowned CEO of Akins Knight Industries. He's used to getting what he wants, when he wants it. And he doesn't take no for an answer. A/N- Ok I actually promise the story is worth a read, I'm just really bad at descriptions. When I'm finished with the book I'll rewrite it #34 in ceo #48 in mature #101 in possessive #6 in ratedr #15 in lust #140 in onenightstand

***The wrong girl is sometimes The Right One.*** Charlotte Samuels thought she'd be stuck waiting tables at Marlow's until all her debts are paid off-in about ten thousand years or so. She definitely didn't expect a marriage proposal from the arrogant Brandon Maxfield who was blackmailed by his father to make her his wife if he didn't want his least favorite cousin to run Maxfield Industries. Charlotte's instinct was to say HELL NO! but she's stumped by a few obstacles: 1.) His old man Martin Maxfield is dear to her heart and has been recently deteriorating in health. 2.) She gets a million dollars if she stays married to Brandon for a year. 3.) She would rather like the opportunity to teach the attractive but awfully rude man a few lessons he didn't think he needed from a 'teenage gold-digger' which was his term of endearment for her on their first date-er, business meeting. So what's a girl got to do, right? Sure, she's young and a little rough around the edges but there's something her would-be husband didn't know about her yet-she's nothing like he ever expected. Thrust into the glitzy world a standard-issue Mrs. Maxfield would fit perfectly and rule with impeccable social grace, Charlotte will either have to force herself into the mold or break free of it, risking what little she has left for everything that she can gain. *** Copyright © 2014 by Nina Tippett. All rights reserved. No part of this document may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without prior written permission of Nina Tippett. This is a work of fiction. All of the characters, organizations, and events portrayed in this novel are either products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Images, music and videos used in the cover art and any of the multimedia content posted in this story are the sole property of their respective owners.

"The Stripper and the Mob Boss" ❦ A sickness of Anastasia's sister leads her towards a huge debt. When her friend comes to her with a solution that would make her go from rags to riches, Anastasia immediately accepts even if that meant stripping. Everything was running smoothly until she was met with the scary notorious mafia leader, Valentino Romano. Valentino was a man with no emotion, but when he was met with Anastasia, he knew that he wanted the blonde gorgeous stripper---at no matter what costs. ❦ "You're not allowed to touch me. It's against Mr. Romano's rules," she said, her back towards him. Her long legs were on full display with her high black heels only making them appear longer. "You must be new. What's your name?" He chuckled out, licking his lips. Valentino grabbed her hips, turning her towards him as his eyes settled on her breasts. Slowly, his eyes trailed up to meet her eyes. "Anastasia. Who are you?" she asked, fear clear in her eyes as she stared. He smirked. "Mr. Romano. Now, open your legs."

This is a y/n story but your nickname is ' dee' Bucky Barnes is one hell of a soldier. Enemies to lovers. kind of slow burn, kind of not it depends how eager I am to get into the action. smut of course. tw- mentions of abuse and torture None of these characters belong to me they belong to marvel. The story doesn't follow the mcu timeline.