"If you wanted me to fuck you, all you had to do was ask," Tazmin said, her raspy voice lowered as she drew one of her hands up the inside of my thigh. I clenched my jaw, "I didn't," I gritted, even if we both knew it was a full-faced lie. Especially with me bent over her desk with my hands held behind my back. "Oh so this..." she trailed off, suddenly running her fingers along my damp underwear, "Is all for someone else?" I drew in a deep breath, feeling the needy ache between my legs grow as she caressed her fingers back and forth against my covered core. "Anyone else," I forced out tightly. ♤ There's a delicate balance between law and order. And Milena Azhari fought ruthlessly for that balance as a defense lawyer, who is on the brink of achieving her lifelong dream... Making partner at her law firm. But she quickly gets lured off track, dipping deeper into the criminal world she once assumed she understood, until it all crumbles away from the surface. Milena's number one priority was always her family, but that quickly lands her face-to-face with her demons and the corruption that binds them. How far is she willing to go for her family? More importantly... how far is she willing to blur the lines of everything she once fought so hard for?

"Why don't you go back to Hell?" I spat, fury boiling in the pit of my stomach. A dry smile played on his lips. "Haven't you heard, Cupcake? The Devil has yet to enter the realms of Hell." Follow the tale of Demi Lawson and Aidan Benson as they each tear down the stone wall the other has hid behind for one too many years... One beautiful, fucked up brick at a time. • • • • • WARNING: This story contains mature language/swearing, somewhat intense scenarios, clichés here and there, and a roller coaster of emotions. You're free to enter, but do so at your own risk. ****ALSO: This story is centered around eating disorders. If you're easily triggered by such material I would advise you don't read!**** © XxJessInfinityxX 2015 {Highest Standing: #2 on Teen Fiction) {Cover by: JuneMidnight}

The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake

{Originally Lovely Tears Of Blood} I walked into my bedroom after a long day at school, Martha had cut my hair at sheared angle making it look horrid again, Terry dumped her coffee down my new white blouse, and Kaden looked up my skirt, then proceeded to show everybody pictures he had taken with his dumb-ass phone. Walking into my bedroom after that hell of a day, I thought things were looking up for me. But here right in front of me was just another peg on my pole of shit I didn’t want to deal with. There was a CORPSE on my bed, just laying there. I dropped my bags to the ground throwing my hands in the air. "Fuck this!" I turned to leave, but it moved. It did, the corpse moved slowly moving up onto his elbows giving me a very groggy look with dark sea foam green blue eyes. "Who the hell are you?" He asked running his hand through his dark ashy hair. ``````````````````````````````````````````````````````````` At Raven Crest Academy, 8-University boarding school, Aderyn Taun fights through each day. Lucky for her everyday is nearly the same making it simpler to cope with. When she walks through her bedroom door and finds a semi-conscious young man on her bed things begin to set into motion. And with a single name she has struck a deal with a monster, Saebriel Cashel. Suddenly swept under the dictatorship like rule of an Ancient pure blood vampire, Aderyn struggles against her own stubborn and independent personality to keep his rage on a low. Her simple existence turns into a fight for survival against Were-wolves, Vampires, magic, and a darker evil that has been tracking Aderyn since birth. Her only protector against this evil is Saebriel Cashel, the monster she made a deal with. With an ominous warning from a mystic Aderyns entire future depends on this one ancient, hormonal pure-blood Vampire. Her life is his, it always was. In the end he will have the choice to either be her complete destruction or her salvation.

"What's the worst thing you have ever done?" I stare at him dead in the eyes and answer, "You don't want to know." ~ ~ ~ Isaiah Stone is the newly appointed leader of Segadores Cornesi, a ruthless gang that will stop at nothing to get what they want. Isaiah is quite content with his life; drugs, alcohol, all the women he could possibly need, and a family that must obey his every command. But is this what he really wants? Or has he always wanted something more? More in the form of the mysterious, irritable, man with the strange name Ángel. Isaiah thrives in drugs and violence. Ángel is artistic, struggling through a law school he never wanted to be in while still making beautiful music. The two do not get along, or rather Ángel does not get along with Isaiah, but something about the man lures Isaiah in like a siren does to the lonely sailor.

Lucas is on the cusp of adulthood, and his loyalties lie with the Musilli Crime Family. He is given the task of training and initiating a new member. Lucas' suppressed sexuality gets the better of him as he develops a special relationship with Nick, and Nick tries to tell Lucas he deserves a better life than one that leads to a criminal record. Organized crime is risky business and Lucas has to decide if he wants a life of crime or give up his only family.