He was powerful. He was terrifying. Said to be cruel and unjust. Terrifyingly possessive. He had the world, but to him she was his world. There was nothing he wouldn't do for his miraculum.

"I am made to please you, Octavia." (Completed, Edited 45%) ********* Alpha Maksim lived his life hoping to meet his mate one day, complete the bond, and live a happily life with their little pups running around them. Not getting any younger by the minute, his wolf and him were beginning to feel restless but things took a turn when his two Alpha friends and him were sent out to contain a riot at another waning Alpha's land. Octavia had finally came to term that she will be forever alone. Her supposed mate was nowhere to be found and at age twenty-nine, she was way passed the point of when her mate should have found her. A spinister in her pack, Octavia devoted her life in taking care of the orphans who had lost their parents due to their Alpha's selfish rule. The two never expected to meet at the most unexpected. Completely surprised and caught off guard, they will soon come to know just how sweet it is to wait for the one made for them. Highest Ranking #9 Werewolf

"I plan to take you, as many times as I want, however I want. You will be mine for the night, mine to play with, mine to restrain, to torture in the best way and your only response for tonight will be yes sir" *** Entering the elusive BDSM club, Wicked Shatter, for her best friends birthday was Veta's first mistake, catching the eye of the owner of the club was the second. Landon is very fond of his new submissive, who he affectionately calls his Duchess, however what happens then he finds out the true identity of the woman hidden behind the mask? #1 Adult Romance 19/11/2019 #10 Romance 13/01/2020

Javier Carlsen, the son of the legendary chess grandmaster Gander Carlsen, has lived his life in the shadow of his father's brilliance-and his countless scorned lovers. Raised by Gander alone, life was no walk in the park. Javier was his "golden son," groomed for greatness, but that golden boy was only a pawn in a game of power and manipulation. His father's empire was built on cold strategy, but the lines of betrayal were longer than Javier ever could have imagined. Zeva Hayek, a force of nature, was no stranger to pain and revenge. Fueled by the desire to get back at Gander for the lies and deceit he'd woven into her life, Zeva was ready to strike when the time was right. And when she found the perfect way to exact her vengeance, she didn't hesitate. She took the one thing that meant most to Gander: His son. Javier. Kidnapped, tortured, and pushed to the edge of his own limits, Javier is forced into a brutal and twisted battle of dominance with Zeva. It's a vicious power play-a clash of wills and desires that ignites a fire neither of them expected. Every moment is a game of control and destruction, a war waged through hate and raw need. They're both playing their own twisted versions of chess, only the stakes are higher and the moves more dangerous. But beneath the hatred, beneath the dominance, something shifts. They begin to wonder-could there be more to this connection than just pain and revenge? What if what they needed most was what they already had-each other? The question lingers, as does the tension-could they survive the game they've started, or will it consume them both? Tenth Book of the V-Series A Stand-Alone Novel.

"You're a what?" Devin's full lips frowned as she eyed the man that only stood 3 feet away from her. "A sex therapist. Now please fix your expression, Miss Rodriguez." His creamy baritone responded agitatedly as she shook her head from side to side. "I need therapy, sir. Not any fucking dick." She growled, attempting to make a full exit out of the office, but not before she felt his large strong hands cup her small tiny wrists. He spun her around gracefully, his head dropping down to the space between their heads as his husky Burberry cologne overtook her nostrils. "Je ne suis pas d'accord belle dame," He muttered that beautiful second language against her skin, the language of love, as he smirked. She almost practically collapsed in his arms at the sound of it and he knew that he had her. "Maybe some fucking dick is exactly what you need." ©Copyright KeKe Biddle 2014 All Rights Reserved.

Venus Williams had everything most could only dream of-a life of privilege, sophistication, and the kind of effortless success that came from never having to struggle. At Burbington High, she was untouchable, a student of high society, reigning supreme as Student President. Politics, manipulation, and control were her weapons, and she wielded them with precision. But there was one thing she had never known: the true depth of love or pleasure, and, perhaps more crucially, the harsh sting of pain. Her life was a perfect, curated world, until she found herself stuck in the most unlikely of places-a tight corner, humiliated and sneered at by none other than Frank Harris, the school's janitor. The encounter was unexpected, and frankly, beneath her. Venus wasn't used to being challenged, let alone being taken down a peg by someone like him. Frank Harris had seen the worst life had to offer. Born from the grittiest circumstances, he had learned early that good things never lasted, that hope was a fleeting thing. He had long since stopped believing in anything but his own resilience. Yet, he couldn't seem to avoid Venus. She was always there, in the most compromising of situations, and every time they crossed paths, they couldn't help but clash. Their exchanges were filled with biting sarcasm, insults, and a constant, unsaid tension. They bickered, they degraded each other, and still, they circled around one another, two forces that couldn't help but collide. Neither was willing to admit it, but something about the constant pull between them was undeniable. The question remained: How long would they keep circling? And when the inevitable finally happened, would they crash, or would something deeper, darker, rise between them-something neither of them was prepared to face? [ The Fifth Book of V-Series] A Standalone Novel.

Kolton, the second oldest of the Reifenberg royal family, doesn't want a mate. At least, not for now. He had always been independent, pushing the boundaries of what was expected of him. Eliza DeWitt comes at the wrong - and just the right - time for him to realize that everything he wanted was what everyone had told him all along. Eliza. Fuck. Her hair was down and curling in soft waves to her waist. Kolton's hands itched to touch it, and he gripped the underside of the table until he felt it groan beneath his hands. Letting go before he broke the table, he almost ran from the room. Long locks of dark red swept over Eliza's shoulders, making Kolton stiff as a brick in his trousers. He looked around the table to see everyone chatting, a large grin on Lexi's face as her eyes swept the table, landing on Eliza, then Kolton. Eliza was wearing a long green evening gown, her hair spilling over her shoulders and over the curve of her breasts. The color of the dress was a deep emerald green, and matched her light skin tone perfectly, complimenting her hair and the light blue of her eyes. He watched as Eliza pushed a stray lock behind her ear, and more of the soft swell of her breast was revealed. Kolton averted his eyes, afraid she might spill out of her top and his dick would punch a hole through the table top. This was fucking torture.

[FREE STORY] "No, no. I want you to crawl. Hands and knees, Ms. Nielson." . . . Aubrey Nielson gets more than she bargained for when she accepts a position as a tutor for the three children of a wealthy, British businessman. Augustine Montgomery has become closed off after the death of his wife and has grown distant from his children. While attempting to mend the family's relationships, Aubrey finds herself falling into a much more provocative position with the widower. Cover designed by Regina Dionela © 2021 E.M. Wilson, All Rights Reserved

[Completed] Elysia's life is turned upside-down when she's abducted by supernatural creatures with demonic eyes and threatening fangs. What's worse is she has no idea what it is they want from her, except that it has something to do with a side of her that she's never known. The chances of Elysia getting out alive are slim, but perhaps with a bit of luck and a lot of bravery she can escape with more than just her life. Excerpt: ''What trick is this?'' The creature asked, but it didn't sound like a vicious question. He sounded... confused. When I didn't answer, he appeared in front of me, snatching my face in his hand once more and growling. ''What is that on your back?'' ''I don't know,'' I blindly answered, but corrected myself quickly when his grip tightened dangerously, ''It's a birth mark, the doctors called it a... a Lichtenberg figure. My mother said I was born with it, I swear it, even though it's usually what happens when you survive being struck-'' ''-by lightning.'' All Rights Reserved © 2014 {{Warning: Some scenes may be unsuitable for audiences below the age of 15 and offensive to those of all ages. Read at your own risk.}} Highest Ranking: Vampire #1, Teen Fiction #4 A Wattpad Featured Novel

Eliot Gerard has always found her visits to her twin sister Elixir's farm in the lush, sun-drenched countryside of Germany to be more of a duty than a joy. Their relationship has always been fraught with tension-two halves of the same whole who could never seem to click. Every visit was a reminder of the distance between them, both emotional and physical. She knew exactly what to expect... until she didn't. This time, something is different. A stranger. Octavius Weber. A tall, striking German man with a magnetic charm, someone she's never met on any of her previous visits. He seems to materialize out of thin air, his presence both a mystery and a magnet. And he's undeniably intrigued by her-something in his eyes burns with curiosity, and she can't help but wonder what's behind it. For Octavius, meeting Eliot is an unexpected shock. Elixir's enigmatic twin sister, the one he's heard about but never imagined existed, stands before him, stirring a mix of intrigue and something more dangerous. But there's a problem-he's always harbored feelings for Elixir, feelings that are unresolved and tangled with loyalty. He can't touch Eliot, can't cross that line, not when she's the mirror image of the woman he's tried to forget. Caught in a vortex of burning desire and temptation, both are trapped by forces they can't control. A pull so fierce, so undeniable, that it threatens to betray the very foundation of all their relationships. The question is no longer if they will fall-it's how deep the fall will be, and whether they can ever escape the tangled web they've woven before it consumes them both. [The Eighth Book of the V-Series] A Standalone Novella.