Sequel to Smirking Jerk Blake Eaton is many things. A running back, an aspiring artist, a brother still mourning the death of his older sibling, a teenager in therapy, trying to figure out who he really is, Josh Torres partner in crime, Tyler Grayson's true love, but most of all, he's Lexi Grayson's Little Bitch.

"Now why don't you be a good girl for daddy and open that pretty little mouth of yours, my darling," he demanded, with my lips coming in contact with his thumb. A blush creeping onto my cheeks as I began to suck, looking up into his eyes. He gritted his jaw, his smoldering stare not leaving my gaze once, as he advised, "that's it." • Stephen James, the notorious player, known to not care about anyone except himself, but that changes when he meets half his age, Janie Adair, the good girl with daddy issues. Everything becomes complicated when he becomes more intrigued with Janie than he wanted. But what happens when he doesn't get what he wants? Warning • Sexual Content, Mature Themes, and Triggering Subjects.

Cancer. It's a curse. It turns people's lives upside down and ruins their relationships. Brynne Foster is a perfect example. After being diagnosed with leukemia at age 17, Brynne's family struggles to accept her decision of refusing chemotherapy. Brynne is in denial and has not told anyone at school about her sickness, including her best friend Elise. As she attempts to graduate high school early, she finds herself torn between listening to her family's advice to make them happy or listening to her heart and doing what she thinks is best. Then comes her breath of fresh air. Her saving grace if you will... Blake Wright. He's got family problems of his own. Blake has not been the same since his father mysteriously vanished eight years ago. This left Blake devastated and searching for any clue as to why he would've disappeared. He finds himself in charge of the Italian Mafia with no one to help him but his incompetent assistant. When he attempts to ease the consequences of his mafia's mistakes, he runs into Brynne and she becomes an accomplice to his act. Blake must hide that he is in the mafia from Brynne. Brynne must hide that she has cancer from Blake. What secrets will be revealed when they spend "one perfect day" with each other? Read to find out...

Alcline Academy. Boarding school to the elite, for parents who have too much money and not enough time for their children. One of the most prestigious schools in the world. Its the fast track to success in life at a high price. The children of diplomats, rulers, celebrities and more find themselves in the exclusive school known for its security and privacy. And now. So has Larkspur Jones. daughter of a deadbeat plumber and a painter. She's won a prize any teenager hoping for a better life would kill for. An all expense paid education at Alcline Academy. That. Or an invitation to hell.

While trying to get through high school, Carson has always noticed the same routine with Jesse - the school's 'player', as some like to say. He would leave countless girls crying, and he'd find someone else soon after. But when that someone else is Carson herself, she promises that she won't be the one crying when it's all over. [previously titled: Mr. Player, You've Just Been Played]

››BOOK 2 OF PREY‹‹ I was born into a world forever meant to be against me. Into a world, I was never supposed to get the opportunity to know. Created as lowly property to the savage, blood-thirsty predators that have long since dominated these lands. It was a fate I'd once accepted without question. As awful as it was, it was all I had to cling to until the moment where even that got swept up under me by the vampire who I once believed would cause my life's end. Now I had a clear slate, a new beginning, and the worlds fiercest being right at my side.

[COMPLETED] "You were mine the second you stepped foot in my club. He growled into my ear making my whole body burn with need. "Knees. Now." My knees threatened to bend and fall to the ground, but I have to stand my ground, I can't back out now. He promised punishment and I wanted to see just how much he was willing to let me take. "I don't belong to anyone but myself." I snapped back, surprised that it came out of my mouth. "You have one more chance. Knees." His eyes were no longer it's regular light color but now almost completely black and full of lust as I stood still, not moving an inch. "Wrong move baby," he chuckled, "if you want to act like a brat then you'll be treated like one too." He wraps a hand around my throat pulling me closer and whispers in my ear,- "I'm going to have your sweet voice begging and begging for me and when I finally let you have it, you'll have it over and over again to the point you'll be begging for me to stop." I gulped and then nodded, this was going to be a long night. "Words my love." He chuckled at the sight of me trembling with his hand around my throat, tightening it. "Y-yes sir." Was all I managed to splurr out. What was once a strong independent woman who stood her ground, was a girl who was wanting and begging to be punished. "I want you naked, kneeling and waiting for me in your bedroom, I have some work to take care of. I'll be there after." Then without another word, he walked away. ------