Third Instalment of the Tourniquet Series. GRAPHIC & EXPLICIT! Clarke's been sent into Tourniquet to save Sophie Montgomery from Sebastienne's twisted clutches. Only Sebastienne is hanging on a meat hook and they still won't let her go. He keeps telling himself that falling for her - the niece of a deranged Russian Druglord on the hunt for vengeance - will be a really bad idea. She's obviously hurting - scared - convinced she's bad blood through and through, and deserves no better. He can't keep her safe - he's never managed before, but there's something about her that calls to him - something primal that he can't ignore. Something dark that demands her submission, and won't stop until she belongs to him.

Josie Kirkland loves music. She loves her family. And she loves her new job... Travis Fischer loves music. He loves his band. And he loves his son... She wants him, and he always thought of her as that pesky little girl who liked to tease him relentlessly. Playing and working together will take a little compromising...on both their parts.

*WARNING CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENT! FOR MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY! (SOME BDSM BUT NO HARDCORE STUFF:) ITS REALLY NOT ALL THAT BAD:)))* "move bitch!" suddendly i felt hands grab me and pull me to thier chest. One of thier hands trailed down to my crotch, under my dress and rubbed. I pulled away and turned around to face an arrogant face with a cocky smirk to match. Damn asher. "ASSHOLE!" i screamed at him. Then i made a very bold move. Somthing that started what most would call a game between us. I slapped his face and kicked him right in the balls. Elizabeth grey and Asher colt have hated each other ever since asher pushed elizabeth off the swing in kindergarden. With thier moms being best friends they see more of each other than they would like. When at a party, elizabeth embarasess asher by beating him up in front of his friends. Thats when the game starts. A game that has to do with torturing each other... Sexually. Touching and kissing. Whoever falls in love first loses. But what if they both do... Who wins then?

In a city of gangs and corrupt cops, no one is safe, not even the daughter of powerful Dan Sullivan. As danger closes in, Nora's only hope is Wes, her father's right-hand man with a rocky past. But secrets are hard to keep from a crush ... Cover by inevitxble, check her out here on WP. ~ Some Reader Comments! fayeross: "I just went to pick this randomly because it was interesting but I absolutely loved every second of it. This is such a great story and needs more recognition." Ashlea Walters: "So emotionally attached, I wasn't ready to say good bye!" Bekah-Louise: "I literally binge read this in twelve hours and I didn't find myself getting bored at all. I loved it." ~ If you'd like to buy a copy of 'NOR', visit my Amazon author page at www.amazon.com/-/e/B0181910XM

Every girl is wondering about two things: 1. What do I want to do with my life? 2. What kind of person do I want to marry? So I traveled around the world looking for answers. Five men, three continents, one prophecy... And an appearance on Chinese reality TV. I thought fairy tales only existed in leather-bound books... Until the phone rang... This is a true story.

CONTAINS VERY MATURE CONTENT. "Katarina," my name passed his lips in a gruff whisper and I felt like I was going to melt into a puddle. Rafe's hands ran over my body as he backed me up to the bed. Everywhere our skin touched a fire burned within me. It consumed me. In that moment I wanted him more than anything. I was hyper aware of his hardness pressed against me and I bit my lip. Looking into his dark eyes I could see his desire. His mouth was on my neck, his teeth grazing the skin. I let out a moan as he hit my sweet spot and I could feel his body react to it. He pressed harder against me and slowly slid a hand down the front of my jeans, leaving a tingling path as he made his way. "I want you to say it Katarina," he said. I felt his hand stroking me and I bit my lip. There was no doubt I wanted more, and he wanted to give it to me. "Say what?" I asked, my voice strained as I tried to hold my composure. "You know what," he said sliding my shirt up, sucking on my exposed breast as he teased me below. I moaned again and I could feel him smile. He thrust two fingers in and my control started breaking. I couldn't remember the previous arguments with myself, I couldn't remember why I had been so afraid of him, I couldn't remember why I had tried staying away. All I knew was I didn't want him to stop, I wanted more. "Rafe, I'm-"

CAUTION CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT. "Say it, Allison," he said, his voice low as he trapped me against the rough wall. A shiver ran down my spine, his voice pulling at me, the power in it making me want to do anything he asked. I shook my head, afraid my voice might betray me. His teeth lightly grazed my neck causing a sigh to get past my lips. I could feel him smile against my skin. He knew he was going to get what he wanted one way or another. I tried to slip away, but he grabbed my wrists, pinning them down tightly. He pressed his hard body against me. I was aware of every inch of him that was touching me. "Don't think you can just leave. We're not done yet." My stomach tightened at his words, the desire inside burning for him. My damn body at war with my mind yet again. He slid his hand up to the edge of my shorts, slowly working it's way up as his mouth trailed small nips from my neck to my collar bone and lower, stopping only when he reached the fabric. I could feel my resolve weakening as his hand reached its destination. "Say it," he demanded. I moaned, my head tipping back as he moved expertly. I wanted to say it then, I really did. But if I said the words, there was no going back. ***************** Allison Cole has just turned seventeen. Most girls would be excited, but she doesn't see it as anything special. She can now find her mate, wherever he is. But she doesn't put much stock in mates or true love. How could something like that be predetermined? Things only go from bad to worse when on that very day she discovers who her mate actually is. Will Allison be able to overcome her bleak thoughts about mates and accept hers? Or is the man bad enough to make her run away? Caught between her body, her mind, and what's best for her pack. Allison must make her decision. Is it worth it?

Ashley Perkins has had a crush on the Alpha of her pack, Daniel, since her ninth grade year. She especially knew she wanted to be with him after her mate rejected her. Is it just a crush or something more? Will Daniel want her the same?

"“You think you know me, Dr. Bates.” He undoes my bun and my hair falls, I start to breath harder. “You think you have me all figured out.” He lifts my chin and I fix my gaze on his fiery hazel eyes. “But the only thing you do know Olivia, is how wet you are when you are near me.” My name from his lips sends a shiver, which I know he felt, pass right through me. “How soaked you are for me.” He continued and he was right. Completely right." Olivia Bates. Dr. Olivia Bates. Renowned cardiovascular surgeon, has to love with her whole heart or fix everyone else's. She must choose between love, lust and a scalpel. She can't have everything. Thanks for reading!

She realized that her love for her professor was probably nothing more than a childish infatuation. She wasn't in love with him. She was in love with the thoughts that came with him. Flashbacks of Disney Movies and Nicholas Sparks book made movies flashed through her brain as she wished to reach for his hand and clasp his. She longed for that love she had always witnessed as a young girl. She wanted to be a princess but the truth was she wanted to be saved. She wanted to be rescued. But not from the dragon guarding her castle or from the evil stepmother. She wanted to be saved from herself. From the demons that guarded her brain and her evil spirit haunting her every waking moment. She wanted someone to see the life in her she thought had died as soon as the movies stopped rolling. The dream to be a princess failed to come the next night. And the love for herself dropped like petals from a flower. Not a typical student- teacher love story.