Book two of a different kind of fairy tale series (can be read as a stand-alone but I do suggest reading as a series) *His fangs came forward. "Mine," he growled as he sank his fangs into my neck. He pumped his fingers roughly in and out of me. "Sebastian," i moaned. His thumb rubbed my clit as he fucked me with his fingers. "Stop," i whispered after he was drinking for too long. He pushed another finger inside me, causing to moan loudly. He pinched my clit. "Sebastian, please i know you can," i whispered, forcing myself to hold back my moan. "Please don't make me use the command." He jumped back off the bed and against the wall. I pressed my hand on my neck. "I told you." "I almost didn't," he growled. "And yet you. I knew you could." "Next time i'll turn you. The next time i drink from you i'll turn you, a command won't stop me."* Everyone has heard of the story of Cinderella. A beautiful girl loses her parents and is to live with a rotten stepmother and stepsisters. She goes to a ball at a palace and meets a prince where they fall in love. At midnight she leaves the ball and he looks for her throughout the kingdom. The prince finds her and they live happily ever after. This is a different kind of Cinderella. Alexa Lacroix, an orphan living with a family of vampires, goes to a ball at the palace of the royal vampire family. when the prince makes eye contact with her, her first instinct is to run. run as fast and as quickly as possible but that doesn't stop him from finding her. Sebastian Vasile, the crowned prince of the vampires, finds his mate in the crowd of a ball. The human girl is not what he imagined his mate to be but he doesn't care, all he's ever wanted was her. Will she find it in her heart to love him back? will she agree to be his queen and more importantly his mate?

{MATURE +18} I am strong, I am resilient, I am fire... ******************************************************************************************* Grabbing hold of my wrist, he tugs me towards him. His large arms wrapping around my torso as he pulls me closer, burying his face in my hair. "I can't give you a happily ever after Erin." He tells me, his voice breaking with what sounds like pain. Reaching up with my free hand, my fingers threading through his hair until it catches on his silken ends. I tug. Hard. Ensuring that we have eye contact, I whisper. "I don't need tomorrow, all I want from you, right now, is tonight." ******************************************************************************************* Trapped in a contract with no exit, an agreement made without her consent. Erin will learn that there is more to the end of her story, more than the life her father sold her into too, and it is going to be one HELL of a fight to come out on top. I'm back BITCHES, and things are about to get HOT!!!

I was 17 when I ask him to take my virginity but he explicitly said no. Now, eight years later I need to ask him the same humiliating question again. Hopefully, this time he won't spit his drink in my face. ******************************************* "Do you think you're ready to be fucked, Cassandra?" Why do I find him so hot when he said those crude words? I'm not sure if I'll be scared or be turned on. I stumble on the couch trying to move away from him because he's already too close. His breathing is too fast and I can hear his heart beating so loudly or is it mine? He crouched down to my eye level and holds both my arms on the side to steady me then whispered huskily in my ear. "I have to warn you though, I can be rough Cassandra. I can fuck your brains out that you'll forget your own name. Then he looks at me directly in the eyes and I just notice how dark his eyes now. Unfortunately, love, I don't think your little body can handle me." -Please don't forget to vote-

Who knows what an elevator ride with a dangerously sexy man can do to your heart. Meeting charmers was a part of Nora's daily life. But never in a million years had she imagined meeting someone like 𝘩𝘪𝘮. Dangerous and tempting, dominating and powerful, Nora is drawn to him like a magnet. There's an undeniable pull and wicked chemistry between them that she can't explain, and she's fascinated. Well, fortunately for her, billionaires love strong and seductive women. In 𝘢𝘯𝘥 out of bed. No Lies Cover: happypappyme ALL RIGHTS RESERVED © 2021 happypappyme

Raised in the Mafia, I have known no other life other than cold calculated violence and discipline. A life where brutality is praised and weakness is ridiculed, I became the best of my parents and the worst the world has ever seen. Young and still gaining control of my mafia, love is never an option for me, that is until one night at a Mafia ball where I spy a woman who has me to my knees. I want more, more, more. She's reckless and cunningly beautiful. Too good for me and yet the only one for me. We fight for survival and for each other because neither one of us will let go. ------------------------- I sat in the back, legs apart and looked at her with my head tilted. She licked her lips and squeezed though the front seats all the while looking at me. I pulled her towards me and she chuckled as she sat on my lap. Her legs were either side of me and her breathing was ragged. I ran my hand down her cheek and pulled her into me. I kissed her lips and soon our tongues whirled around. Hungry and rough. She held her head back and I began to plant rough kisses onto her beautiful neck. "Am I a bad influence?" She breathed. Her hands were on the back of my neck. I stopped kissing her and looked up at her. "Everyone needs a little bad in their lives." I whispered back making her smile. My hands found her waist and I noticed her short dress had ridden up exposing her thighs. She wore it to tease me and I loved it. Fuck, I loved her body. She breathed into my neck and I pulled off her dress in one slick motion. My hands were all over her back, feeling her, touching her. Her soft skin drove me crazy. ------------------------- BE AWARE: Trigger warnings: MATURE CONTENT 18+ (SMUT) SWEARING VIOLENCE/GUN VIOLENCE SELF HARM/SUICIDE (REFERENCES) EXPLICIT LANGUAGE REFERENCES TO RAPE SMOKING/ALCOHOL/DRUGS BLOOD/DEATH/GORE ©️ All rights reserved ™️ The Walnut Tree BOOK TWO OF THE MAFIA SERIES

"𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚..." | | MATURE CONTENT 18+ | | ''You want to test mе Grace?'' he mumbled, moving dangerously close to me. I can smell his cologne on my skin, making me hold my breath as I stare at his cold green eyes, crashing my soul in two. ''Try me and I'll gladly fuck you in front of your precious brother, right here, right now and I'll enjoy every fucking second of it'' "It's up to you Grace'' he drawled with an amused tone ''Are you sure you want to play this game with me?'' • • • Started: 22 July 2021 Finished: 5 October 2022

"If you bite my lip or kiss my neck again I swear i will rip your fucking clothes off." He said almost whispering into my ear with a hard and slow tone. God, was he sexy?' when bea comes back home many things have changed her friends are against her because of what she's done to herself, that being dysfunctional coping skills like self harm to her depression after being sent away for treatment she's back home clean and ready to live life whoever the hell she wants. that including bad boy Christopher owen. Who 'doesn't do relationships' and is not ready to be changed. Or is he? this story involves a lot of smoking so if anyone is dead against that please leave. it is merely used to develop the characters. I don't think it's cool to smoke. this is not a very clichey kind of story so it is not your regular bad boy good girl story. i believe girls can be badasses too. do not read if under 13! OR are triggered by any mention of depression habits. what else????.....oh please leave constructive feedback not hatefull coments please. DISCLAIMER-------------------------->This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, leaving or dead, is coincidental. I have never been to England so i do not guarantee that this is accurate. Culturally speaking. -explicit language and sexual words used-

"Lucian." "Shh, baby." His lips grazed my skin, the heat threatening to rush to my cheeks. "You'll learn you're mine, and only mine." And he stood there, his lips capturing mine, feeling every possible emotion that I never thought was real. In the end, I did learn, I was his. And he was mine. ~ After Darina went through a traumatic experience, she didn't trust anyone. She built herself up and became the most powerful female in the mafia world. Like daughter like father, but she's nothing like him at all. Lucian Dalton, the cold and ruthless, the one who will kill without a second glance, with no mercy. He gets what he wants, whenever he wants. What happens when he has to protect Darina Blanc? Will he get what he wants this time?

"You have no idea what you fucking do to me, princess." He says while slowly closing the space between us, his lips brushing against mine. I had the urge to hold back a moan as he pressed his lips against mine. And God he tasted like heaven Warning: Mature language and mature scenes

"This... is wrong" He said between kisses but he didn't sound so convinced, at least not while his hand was still crawling up my bare ribcage and he could feel the goosebumps he was inducing all around my body. "Yes" I agreed in a minuscule voice, but my hands failed my words as I pulled at the roots of his hair and he grunted again. "Should we... stop" He managed as his mouth travelled towards one of my collarbones. I had already started shaking my head softly. "No" I gasped. • • • • Logan Mercier never thought she would find actual happiness, until she met David, and shortly after became engaged. Everything came crumbling down the night she discovered a horrible secret, involving her fiancée's company. Getting caught in the middle of a conspiracy, with the threat of not seeing the light of day again and having only one person within reach: a young guard whose humanity had been erased; Logan lost all hope of ever escaping... until she became his soft spot, with the power to bring him back.