Sequel • Worth Fighting For It is commonly known and spoken that time heals all wounds. But what they don't tell you is that those wounds remain, leaving behind a plastic film of torment and affliction with those subconscious memories nudging you like an old friend from the past. It can be four years. Four years of moving on and thinking that you're healed with the replacement and reminder of a child you couldn't love more even if you tried. Savannah had herself convinced that she'd moved on from Joshua Parker, but she was not too naïve to know that even if wounds heal, they will leave behind the scar that can't be forgotten about as easily as you would think.

In which eighteen year old Genevieve catches the attention of her professors. Causing an unsettling infatuation. Infatuation soon turns into obsession. Warning: This material is not suitable for those under the age of 18.

MATURE CONTENT+18 "So, what's it going to be, Bella? Will you strip for them or me?" ------------------------- Chin up. Smile wide. And most importantly, don't make a scene when someone gets shot. That's what they told Anastasia Merritt, a twenty-six-year-old waitress at the El Royale, one of New Orleans's most decorated Gentleman's Club. And by decorated, we mean in the blood that's constantly splattered on the walls. The owner was a lesser-known mob gangster who didn't even make the ranks. That didn't stop him from constantly trying to prove his worth, and when he takes it too far one day, the El Royale falls into new management.

Phoenix watched her closely, his eyes darting down to her tongue that poked out briefly to wet her lips. He was being unwaveringly blunt, but that was just him. He wanted this girl; he knew that now. He was over being cautious and considerate- he didn't care about that shit anymore. Soft, beautiful, and sweet, Penelope was everything he wasn't-everything he shouldn't have; it was ironic, but it was also all the more reason why he craved her. • Book 2 in Dominant Series

"But you're scared." He finished, running his fingers down her neck and to her collar bone, following the chain of her necklace, making her shiver, "So responsive." He murmured to himself. "Yes." She whispered, lips parted, eyes locked with his. She felt dirty for letting him be so close to her and touch her in a way that seemed so foreign and inappropriate- Yet exhilarating... "Maybe scared isn't the right word." His deep baritone voice rumbled, his fingers setting her skin on fire as he reached the opening of her top, the only thing dividing them, "Maybe, confused? Intimidated? But you're not scared of me, right, pet?" "I- I don't know." She answered, her heart pounding against her ribcage, making her shake nervously. "You're scared of this-" his hand lifted back up to circle around her throat and he applied slight pressure, but nowhere near enough to hinder her ability to breathe, "or this." He bent down so she could feel his hot breath skim across her cheek making her face flush. His rough lips, ran across the base of her jaw until he reached her ear, "But you're not scared of me." ~•~•~ 19-year-old Vera Reed is out on her own for the first time, leaving small town Tabor, Iowa for Lincoln, Nebraska to attend college at UNL in her old red Subaru. One night she is pulled over for a burnt-out headlight by 28-year-old slight alcoholic officer Axel Davis. Infatuated by her innocence and complete confusion of the outside world, something in him says to help her. Unfortunately, the life of an LPD officer isn't perfect and is full of danger. Danger he won't be able to hide her from forever. Danger she might be the center of. Dominant and toxic male lead and submissive female lead. Warning: sexual content, language, substance abuse Started~ 11/22/19 Finished~ 9/16/22 #1- Innocence #3- Badboy #1- murdermystery #2- obsession #2- police officer

"You are to perform every dare on me and me only. Understand?" Marcus stared at me waiting for a response. "What if they're very inappropriate and not something you want me to do?" I whispered, avoiding his gaze. "Oh I'm counting on it being inappropriate and trust me, I can't wait sweetheart!" ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Felicity Young was left heartbroken when her childhood sweatheart decided he didn't want to settle and wanted to spread his wings and sleep with other women. Dick! Fresh out of university, she moved back home with her parents and older brother, about to start her first year teaching in a primary school down the road. Felicity had completely sworn off men until her girl friends decide on an innocent game of truth or dare in a bar that involves a forgotten crush on her brothers best friend. How could it possibly end badly? #1 in Navy stories 24/5/19 #1 in Dare stories 15/12/19 #1 in British 6/6/20 #2 romance 25/1/20