The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake

He laid his lips on top of my neck, enticing me. Dominance took hold of my body while I laid back in the limo. I know what we were doing was wrong, but not one part of me wanted to stop. Carter slid his hands up and down my thighs, caressing them, kissing them, sucking them and all I could do was moan, groan, and be breathless. I wrapped my hand around his head as he went lower, lower, and even more lower. His lips swiftly danced across the inside of my thighs. I gripped his head and he immediately pulled down my underwear, with no mercy. The driver rolled down the Partition "Mr. Carter your wife is on the line." *Highest Rank in Fanfiction #20 ***All Rights Reserved @adoreniah_

Blayze Norman; A cold and ruthless CEO of Norman Enterprises has decided to take Caden Carter as his bride, not even the heavens was going to stop him. * * * Blayze Norman is the cold, ruthless and industrious CEO of the multi-billion Norman Enterprises. He's meticulous and calculative with his every step. The type to pay back what has been given to him. When he's informed that the debt a lesser company owes his has somehow strained the financial status of his even by the lowest percent, he's offered with the oldest alternative. Make the debtor's oldest daughter his bride and stand the first in line to claim all their properties. Unfortunately for him, the young bride-to-be is not as submissive as he would like. In fact, she's the opposite of what you might call the perfect wife. Soon, they're tying the knot followed by a series of comic events that escalates towards finding love and comfort in each other faster than the two ever expected. * * * THIS BOOK IS COMPLETE BONUS CHAPTER NOW AVAILABLE!

Jacen and Paecyn's worlds collide, forcing them into a state of unending facades.

Leah Mitchell, the best friend to Shanya Holt, develops a deep attraction for the man sent to protect her. For an entire year, she unsuccessfully tries to get his attention. What she doesn't know is that she has always had his attention. Jubba is fighting his demons and is adamant that he will not bring Leah into a life of chaos. Will the thought of losing her to another man change his mind? To fully understand this story, please read the first three books in this series.

As a little girl growing up in the small rural community of Shadow Grove, I used to always hear my mother say, "Wat sweet nanny goat, ago run him belly!" I never truly understood the meaning of that phrase...until now. Little did I know that a man would be the poison to my Nanny goat. Everything about him told my intuition he was a trap, yet I walked right in and let the door swing shut. --------------- DISCLAIMER : This book contains MATURE content. Acts of violence. Homophobic POV and homophobic slurs. Read at your OWN risk. ---------------- Book 1: Ruin: A Sweet Jamaican Tale Highest Ranking : #1: Caribbean #1: Thuglovestory #1: Jamaican #1: Dreadlocks #1: Urbanfic #1: Patois #2: Gunman #1: Badman #3: Arrogantman