~•~ 26 year old, Connor Deluca, is a professional Hockey player in the NHL; who just moved into the expensive Citrus Grove Community. 23 year old, Serena Jade, is the recluse famous author known to the public only under her pen name Skylyn Voss, and is unfortunately Connor's neighbor. Connor moves into the huge and gorgeous house right next to Serena's own big and beautiful home. The pair immediately form a growing hatred for one and other when Connors first "house warming party" involves blasting music at 2 am and his guest puking in her petunia's. He's a bad boy party animal, and she likes her quiet where she can stay inside and read all day. Nothing in common at all. In fact complete opposites. Yet, Connor can't seem to get the outline of Serena's perfect curves out of his lustful thoughts and Serena finds herself fantasizing about Connor's chiseled body on top of hers. Sexual tensions and ever growing lust sets the two a flame with desires they wish they could ignore.

"You're angry, frustrated. You want some form of release. I can help you with what you want." I drop my hand to trace the edge of his wrist sensually. "If that's what you want. I'm consenting." His eyes turn from brown to black within a matter of seconds, his nostrils flare as he attempts to keep everything together but I could tell he's struggling. He opens his mouth to speak but ends up pressing his hand to my throat, slamming me into the corridor wall. Kassian's lips graze my jaw, feeling the heat of his body radiate against mine. "What I want is to fuck you hard until you're screaming, your legs are shaking and your pussy is dripping." My mouth quivers at his words, keeping the eye contact between us. "Then take me," I pant out desperately. "Right here. Right now." . . . When Cleo is cursed by her mother because of long term envy, she turns to a life of misery and torment. The curse slowly killing her day by day, the main purpose to block her ability to sense her mate. Cleo despises everyone, destroying anything and everything in her way, her heart growing colder by the second. When she trespasses on Kassian's land, an Alpha with severe anger issues. His pack fight to spare her life after Kassian is adamant on killing her, not trusting her vicious ways. But Cleo is out for revenge on her mother and she won't stop until she's got it. 18+

CoCo Abelli is the last woman Rian Dalton wants to protect. A spoiled heiress to a designer shoe empire with a reputation for hard partying and getting into trouble? Nope, Rian wants nothing to do with CoCo's kind of trouble. Especially when she has a body designed to make grown men fall to their knees... Rian is rude and hostile, and CoCo can't resist baiting him-especially with her, uh, assets. When their sparring suddenly erupts into one naughtily hot night, CoCo wonders if maybe this "bodyguard" thing might be okay after all. Until someone tries to kill her. Now Rian has compromised himself, and there's only one way to put distance between CoCo and her killers...by putting himself in the most dangerous position of all! "What are you doing?" The towel was barely larger than a hand towel and hardly covered CoCo, but she didn't care. "Why aren't you dressed?" Rian asked, sitting up straight as an arrow, his eyes wide. "I'm going out tonight. If you want to babysit me, fine, then you're going to have do it while I'm having some fun." "Like hell you are. Now get some clothes on," he growled, and she taunted him with a smile. "What? You don't like me in my towel? Is there something wrong?" she asked coyly, enjoying the sudden flush in his cheeks as she toyed with him. "I wonder what would happen if I did...this?" Then in a deliberate move she dropped the towel to the floor, and she could see Rian trying to swallow. That's right, Rian Dalton...two can play games, but only one is going to win. Me. . . . [ Matured themes included] Cover made by me. Started :- 02-02-2021 Ended :- 10-02-2021 || Highest Rank || #4 - Hired ( 04-02-2021) #8- Suspense ( 06-02-2021) #1- Bodyguard (10-02-2021) #8- Bodyguard ( 13-02-2021)

Others carved her past, she was now deciding her future. But was she living? The memories that haunted her determine each decision she made until he came along. Everything changed. ★★★★★ A wealthy businessman with handsome looks but without a care in the world. Until he met her. He needed her, almost obsessively so. He realized that nothing before her mattered, even if she didn't realize it. ❤Cover Credit to the amazing @AutumnWinters CERTAIN CHAPTERS ARE MARKED PRIVATE DUE TO WATTPAD'S GUIDELINES. PLEASE FOLLOW BEFORE ADDING BOOK TO YOUR READING LIST IN ORDER TO READ THEM.

He stared down at me with those cold dark eye's. Backing me up against the wall with his hand pressed against my throat he growled out. "Do you know the ways I could kill you? The things I could do to you babydoll? I'll ask you again, what did you see in my black bag?" Through tears, I stammered out. "N-nnothing. I saw nothing" Giving me that malicious smile of his, he spoke in that deep Italian accented voice "Good answer Laney, good answer". Finally letting me go, I placed my hand to my throat where his hand had burned into my skin, and watched him leave me standing there. Little did I know that when I robbed him as a prank it would change my life forever. LIttle did I know he harbored dark secrets and was the rising Italian mafia boss. Little did I know he would become so important to me. Little did I know that London Harper would own me heart, body, and soul. What the hell was I thinking. I came to this small southern town strictly for business, yet managed to get robbed by some college girl. If it had been anyone eles, they would be dead before the sun set, but I can't bring myself to harm her. She has become my obsession. I eat, breath, sleep Laney Valor. Wanting so bad to whisk her back to New York with me,to live the normal life for once, but how can I corrupt the soul of this innocent beautiful girl. She knows nothing of my darkness, nothing of the mafia lifestyle. Torn between what's right and what's wrong, I leave her behind, but this wicked women seems to keep popping up in my life in the most unexpected ways. Laney simply won't disappear. Let the corruption begin..... 🚫 Warning: This is a dark romance. Intended for mature reader's.

Analeigh Kerrigan is chasing her dream of becoming one of the best figure skaters in the world. Zach Crawford is already living his dream of being the best ice hockey player. Their paths collide unexpectedly. But they have a lot of things in common. They both live on the skates. They both love the sound of their skates sliding against ice. And they both know the pain of falling down on the ice. Analeigh hides more than she shows to the world. She's a mystery and Zach sees her as a challenge. He wants to get her to open up her petals and bloom for him. And Zach Crawford is known for loving a good challenge.

Caleb arrived in Australia, escorting Miss Amanda Hunter back to the Middle East. A missing heiress, taking her rightful place as a Princess, however, he didn't expect, coming across a sassy little miss, who didn't look old enough, let alone have any redeeming qualities for a Princess. Heaven help them all. However, he had a job to do. Keeping her safe, if he doesn't kill her first

#1 jail #1 fight #1 criminal *** "Don't take it personal, I just like to play it safe, you know." He said, crouching down in front of me to tie each of my ankles to the chair. I couldn't move at all, especially after he duct taped even my waist to the chair. I watched him examine his work whilst he rubbed his beard and then a slow grin creeped onto his face. He bent down and put one end of the duct tape on my damn nipple, went around the chair again and ripped it off. He put the other end on my other nipple and I felt my cheeks heat up in humiliation. "Just to make sure you don't get cold again." He looked at me, his smirk slowly fading again. I gave him a hard stare. His hand reached out and fixed the glasses on my nose. Then he turned the chair so, that I was looking at the couch. He sat down, arms spread out on the back rest of the old leather couch, his eyes fixed on me again. "And now we're gonna talk." *** Belle Valery was a hardworking and rather unpopular law school student. She was almost done with school, had a structured daily schedule that consisted of waking up, going to school, going to the local library and study until she got a headache. She would walk home at night and go to sleep immediately. For almost three years that was all Belle knew and she was hoping to get her degree without further complications. But hope often differs from reality. Especially when her neighbourhood was suddenly on lockdown, because an escapee was on the loose. Belle didn't expect to one day wake up and find said escapee peacefully sleeping in her room. She didn't expect to scream and wake him up. And she didn't expect that morning to be the beginning of their incredible, yet a little complex love story. But life is always better unplanned and unexpected. "The ex jailbird and the lawyer, what a fucking pair."

Story is published on Amazon (kindle and paperback) Smashwords, and more! When Antonio Russo's wife was dying of breast cancer, he went to an agency looking to hire a live in nanny for their twin girls. After many interviews and the children not caring for any of the women he had been being interviewing, he was beginning to lose hope. Antonio happened to stop in a restaurant with the kids one day after hearing bad news about his wife, their waitress named Sadie Hart could sense something was wrong, she spoke with Antonio and his girls and was very sincere towards them after he told her what was going on. She took a liking to his children, and the children really liked her. Antonio liked how she interacted with his kids and gave her an offer she couldn't refuse, giving her his number and asking her to think about becoming their nanny. Antonio's wife Harlow, passed away after a year of battling cancer. He became lost, not himself and didn't think he could live his life without her. He starting avoiding his kids, leaving the kids with the nanny and either not coming home at night or coming home late after everyone was asleep. Sadie had enough of Antonio not spending time with his kids, and wanted to confront him, letting him know that his kids were hurting too, and that he needed to be there for them as well. After confronting him, and having her talk with him, Antonio surprised her with a passionate kiss. After spending a lot of time with the nanny, his feelings for her grew stronger. With her being on a date with Ethan made him think about things. Later that night sparks flew between them and ended up having a full night of heated passion. After that night they knew things would never be the same. Do they fall in love or end things after their one pure night of passion? Little did they know, someone had already chosen their future. Did her plan work? Credit for cover made by https://selfpubbookcovers.com/FrozenStar

∞ A Wattpad Featured Story on 17 January 2018 ∞ "There are two sides of the same coin." In a dystopian society where people are discriminated by their social status, Adrastea Bones is merely a healer with a knack for inventing antidotes for fatal poisons. When the leader of the rebellion, Rhydderch Thomas, finds out about Adrastea's skill, he persuades her to his cause, despite her originally wanting to stay out of the fray. It doesn't help that Rhydderch is her soulmate due to the words on their skin. Never had she entertained the thought of finding hers, let alone the fact that he didn't seem to mind her being his that much. Journey with Adrastea as she comes to see that it always isn't good and bad and that as ruthless and manipulative Rhydderch can be, perhaps, there was more to him than she originally thought. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * "Just be careful of Rhydderch," he warned. Adrastea looked up at that. "Why?" she paused warily, "Is there a reason why I should be wary of my own soulmate?" He shook his head, "No, but Rhydderch is the type of person who had gone to hell and when he came back, he brought back a piece of it with him." * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * soulmate trope from Tumblr | dark | inspired by the tomione ship