"Tell me you don't want that," his darkened eyes clashed with her dazed ones, "Say it, and we'll stop right now. Tell me, and I'll go." Silence hung in the air, the distant hum of passing cars and crickets fading into the night. "Cause I have every intention of making you my wife, the mother of my kids, my everything. I want that. I want you. Understand?" Her eyes welled up, and her lips trembled as she swallowed hard, then nodded quickly, "I want that too." "That's what I thought, baby." ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ Cerise Rowan liked to keep things simple. Her days were a steady loop of sleep, eat, study, repeat. She told herself she valued comfort, though in truth, change terrified her. With change came anxiety, and her mind, already a delicate balance, struggled to cope. Her favorite S-words: sleep, solitude, and snacks, were enough to keep her "mild" disorder in check. Until another one entered her life. Well... two. If you count sex. ♡ Saint Novak lived by two rules: stay comfortable and take each day as it came. With his intimidating presence and (mostly) emotionless exterior, he wasn't exactly easy to get to know. He didn't waste time on dead ends, keeping his life decisively organized. People and things included. But Saint's problems were far from "mild". For years, he believed he had nothing to lose. Now, he's learning what it means to have goals, to want more, and to keep what's important to him close. So what happens when he walks into his parlor and is greeted by a new face? A very pretty face. One that stirs desires he didn't even know he had. Well, one taste of her is more than enough to set a few more goals.

*WARNING: RATED MATURE DUE TO LANGUAGE/SEXUAL CONTENT. READERS MUST BE 17+* *CANNOT be read without reading prior novels in series* Wolfe Emerson is notorious for two things: being an absolute beast in a boxing ring and being a voluntary mute. His story remains unspoken and he prefers to live his life in silence. That is, until, his world is turned upside down when he meets someone who is louder than life. The complete opposite of him with her outspoken personality, Wolfe can't decide if this woman gets on his nerves or makes him feel things he's never felt before. The scariest part? For the first time in his life, he wants someone to know who he truly is and see him. Hear him. But will he be able to fight for her in silence, or will he finally have to speak up? Melanie "Lenny" Parks is notorious for one thing: being a total badass. At least, that's what she wants everyone to think. Her past is a deeply buried secret and she's more than happy to mask her pain behind tough scowls and cold smirks. That is, until, she meets a man who literally bulldozes into her life. This beast of a man seems to have his eyes set on her and what she's clearly hiding from the rest of the world. The kicker of it all? He doesn't speak. Yet he makes her want to fill in the unspoken blanks between them and finally show someone the real her. But does she even know who the real her is anymore, or has she been silenced for good? All rights reserved to TheFeveredBookaholic.

Tyler "Tank" Carter, a 22 year old truck driver crosses paths with Kayla Knight, an 18 year old girl who's running away home as he is enroute to drop off a load from Augusta, Georgia to Bangor, Maine.

When Gunner's biker club is threatened by crooked cops, he must protect his newfound love and her daughter. Standalone in the Misfire series *** Gunner, the President of Mayhem Motorcycle Club, has his hands full when the local precinct starts attacking the club. And making matters worse, he finds himself distracted by a woman working at the local diner. Liliana is struggling as a single mother with no help and reluctant to accept any, then she notices the blonde biker who can't seem to take his eyes off her. The two can't deny their chemistry, but Liliana is hesitant about letting anyone into her daughter's life. But when a dirty cop begins to harass Lily, she and Gunner must confront their feelings, and his dark side, to keep their new family of three safe.

In a world of monsters, is it possible to find the beauty in each other? Ice melts... Power ignites... Bonds forge... Just in time to clash with the impending storm on its way. ----------------------------------------------------------------- "I think you have lost your mind," Soren suddenly muttered. Then it happened: Annika grinned. A glowing warmth lit inside, heating her cold interior. There was something extraordinary about the simplicity put into a grin. The anguish lessoned, and suddenly anything was possible. Surely the sky could fall if Annika could smile? "What makes you say that?" She asked as she continued her movements. The grin acted as a soothing balm on her aching heart. Annika might've been crazy to become so easily uplifted by an everyday facial expression, but crazy seemed like a much better term to be than slave. "Only a lunatic would approach me in my slumber." His eyes remained shut, and he didn't object to her petting, so Annika didn't stop. "Well... you wouldn't know if you were asleep?" "Mmm," the sound vibrated like a guttural hum, "I awoke the second you entered." "Did you?" Annika asked as she turned her head to study his face, but this time, his eyes were open, revealing those beautiful pits of colorless depths. --------------------------------------------------------------- (WARNING: MATURE CONTENT OF ALL KINDS *EMPHASIS ON THE ALL PART*) Highest Rank: 48 (thanks to you beautiful creatures)

"Laurent, it will do you well to understand that Salina is not yours anymore. She is mine. These insults you throw her way, they affect me. These," he gripped Salina's face a bit roughly. Squeezing her cheeks and tilting her chin to show the tear stains on them, glistening in the light. "These tears, they are mine. Choose your next words carefully in reference to my woman." •• Dominik Ivanov needs a wife. Or rather, does he simply want one? The Russian Devil is feared by many and known by none. When the devilish man is searching for a wife, Salina didn't once assume it would be her. But when she ends up in a courthouse signing her life away, she can't help but wonder if there's a bright side to this all. ~ When the devil finds himself obsessed, what more can he do but corrupt her? #2 in dangerouslove |10/23/23|

★BOOK #1 in the DARK SERIES★ ★Featured in Official Paranormal and Supernatural | Ambassadors profile; Blood-Thirsty Beasts★ ★Featured in Official Wattpad General Fiction profile; Creatures of the Night | Paranormal★ "Make me yours," she whispered to him. A dark instinct thundered through Hunter and he claimed what was his from the beginning. The Centauri family has been a strong threshold for all werewolves to follow as an example. Their territory was the safest and largest; women could walk alone at night and kids could freely play without having to look over their shoulder. These five siblings stood united and that's because they always trusted each other, and more importantly, they loved each other... even more than their own father. However, behind that prestigious name hid many secrets and bloodshed. Hunter Centauri was a beta and a brother. That was all that was required from him, until his mate appeared in front of his eyes. Hunter didn't know that this is what he longed for years; a woman just for him to claim. He craved her beyond anything else and he would make her his. Hailey Swan moved to the Centauri pack a year ago. She loved her job at the institute for wolves and admired the Centauri family. A family is what she craved beyond anything else since she was left all alone from a young age. And then Hunter Centauri stole her breath away but was she ready to face the secrets that family held. [IN NEED OF EDITING- DO NOT POST COMMENTS TELLING ME MY MISTAKES. I ALREADY KNOW ABOUT THEM AND I WILL FIX THEM ON MY OWN TIME. READ THE BOOK. ENJOY IT AND IF NOT THEN YOU DON'T HAVE TO READ IT. THANK YOU]

18+ This is an erotic romance! It is a standalone spinoff from the Distorted Windows Trilogy. Lexie Vanderbrooke is a shy, reserved, polite young woman who has a condition known as heterochromia. One vibrant emerald green eye, one steel blue eye. She has spent her entire life trying to avoid attention, always wanting to blend into the background. Marco Caporali AKA The Enforcer works for a well-known mafia family, the Moretti's. Marco is an enigma of a man, angry and tattoo riddled. He hardly speaks and despises physical contact. He carries a traumatic past with him everywhere that he goes. After a chance meeting with the unique woman when she was 17, he hasn't been able to forget her. When Lexie and her best friend's lives are threatened 5 years later, Marco has no choice but to go to extreme measures to keep her safe. Lexie and Marco will be forced to spend every minute together. Add in a quirky and vibrant best friend and a sexual deviant of a mob boss and these four are about to have an adventure filled with excitement and suspense. Excerpt: "What were you dreaming about?" His voice was rough and low, his fingers flexing slightly against my flat stomach. "Um... I was..." Oh shit. The dream flooded back in, warming my body all over as my thighs pressed tightly together. I could feel just how wet I was. "I wasn't dreaming." "Bullshit, 𝘚𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦. Did you know that you talk in your sleep?" His breath was hot on my neck, my body reacting instinctively as my back arched and my ass pushed tighter against his hard cock. He groaned in response, his body going stiff. His hand released my hip, wrapping his arm around my body and pulling me even tighter against him, his face pushing into the crook of my neck. "You also say pussy in the most seductive way." "Oh, god." My hands flew up to my face, covering it as it flushed hotter. "The way your body moved and the sounds you made..." I gasped when I felt his hot tongue slide over my sensitive skin.

Aurora has been neighbours with Arlo since she was just eight years old, yet the two of them could not be further apart. The one thing that brings the two together is the treehouse at the bottom of their yards, a place where their heaviest secrets lie, a place that is never spoken of yet is the most evident thing in their lives. She thought that he despised her, that he ignored her in school because her existence infuriated him. But what she didn't know, was that Arlo had been madly in love with her from the very moment he laid eyes on her. What will happen when Aurora is forced to move in with his family? How will they be able to keep their hidden love hidden? And how long will it take her to realise that it was not at all hidden in the first place? - Aurora Taylor had sought for the comfort of Arlo Scott's embrace ever since her eight-year-old self found herself living next door to him. Their love for one another was buried beneath the heaviness of their lives, the events which led them to one another seemingly never-ending. - Join Aurora in her journey of discovering Arlo's secret love for her, a love that had been kept hidden for nine years. #BOOK 01 of the Scott Family series (can be read as a standalone)

Logan Romano didn't just enter the NHL. He tore through it. Dark. Brooding. Untouchable. With brutal talent and a reputation as cold as the New York winter, Logan dominates both the ice and every room he walks into. He doesn't lose. He doesn't bend. And he certainly doesn't fall in love. Not after the last time. Not until November Levine crashes into his life like a beam of sunlight he never asked for. She's warmth where he's storm clouds. She's soft where he's jagged edges. A walking contradiction to everything Logan swore he needed. When a deal forces the polar opposites under one roof, tensions ignite fast. Teasing turns to feuds. Feuds turn into something dangerously close to desire. And Logan is forced to confront the one promise he's never broken. Because once you step into the light- it's impossible to return. ✩ Grumpy x sunshine • forced proximity • slow burn Will the hockey captain cross that line? ✩ "Nova." I whisper, my voice low and hoarse against her neck. "Stop it." "Stop what." She whimpers back innocently as her thighs tighten around my hips. My teeth nip at the skin on her jaw in warning. "Either stop teasing, or put me out of my fucking misery." November pulls her head back from mine, resting it against the wall, and bats her lashes up at me. "Say please."