She swayed to the delicate music. Her hips twisting seductively and her hands trailing up to her hair before settling on the poll behind her. She danced. Not to entertain. But to be herself. This was who she is. What she was born to do. Her curves were delicate, intricately placed behind her laced lingerie. She loved the attention, the stares, the money. It proved her a life, a roof over her head, bills paid and the freedom to be who she wanted. Until he walked in. His long stride moved him swiftly across the club. His dark eyes were filled with secrets and a frightening chamber that she wanted to explore. He was dressed in a tailored suit that hugged every muscle with incredible precision. He evoked a power that make everyone turn their heads to just stare at his gorgeous, terrifying features. He wasn't here for pleasantries. He was here for her and wouldn't let anyone get in his way. ******* Updates weekly on Thursdays!

"It's your choice Princess." His arms caved me against the wall, his muscles tightening against his white shirt. "Or do I have to make you beg?" **** Adaline Whitmore despises small towns, she enjoys the bright lights and bustle of her New York life. But when her mother gets sick, she is forced back to her home town nestled in the mountains of Tennessee. She never wanted to come back to Broken Arrow Ranch, she had a number of terrible memories and a father who seemed to despise her. When Addy learns an arrogant, drop dead gorgeous is set to take over her home, she wants nothing more than to go back to the comfort of her big city life. When a terrible accident leaves her two parents unable to keep the ranch up, Addy is required to stay and work with, Daniel Brooks, the impossible cowboy who wants nothing to do with her. Quickly Addy learns she is way over her head, in more ways than one. ****** Updates weekly on Tuesdays!

My mother has had dreams of becoming part of royalty since she was a girl. Four years ago, she made the colossal mistake of making a deal with the Devil himself, in order to gain that prestigious place in society. My mother got her wish, marrying into the English Royal family after my father 'coincidentally' died in a car wreck. Unfortunately, as is often the case with my mother, she forgot to hold up her end of the bargain. Once she got her ticket to the crown, she had to make her payment by promising her soul to be a servant to Lucifer himself for the next three centuries. My mother found a way to weasel out of the bargain, so I was put in her place. Though, instead of being Lucifer's servant, he's decided to take me as his bride.