Amber Grace, a teenage girl brutalized by her dopeheaded parents finally moves out of the house and moves into an abandoned house. However, unbeknownst to her there is another presence in the house. What happens when amber finds out she is haunted by a sinfully sexy delinquent ghost? Will Amber move out of the house? How their relationship will be? (A/N: This story will have a lot of mature content. This story contains a certain level of strong profanity, violence and sex. This content could be inappropriate or triggering for some. I suggest readers should be atleast 16+ to read. )

[18+ only, Mature Content] "Stop looking for a fight, angel, before I handcuff you to this bed and leave you here." "I'd scream," I warned him. "That would add the story of us f*cking." I held myself back from taking his gun and shooting him and gave him a fake smile. "I really dislike you." "It didn't stop you from moaning." * MALIA has one job. Follow the assassin called GHOST, find out who Sinners are, uncovering their plan. It was a simple order. But late nights, fights and the tension only lead to feelings and a desire that should be forbidden. Involves gangs, drugs, murder and sex. ENTERED IN WATTYS2019 04/06/19 STEAM & SMOKE by NŸX©️copyright #1 FBIagent #1 projectbadboys #4 badboy #1 gang #1 boy

how tf did you find this book. this book is 100% satire btw read at your own risk. cover art made by me 😋

[COMPLETE][EDITING] Ace Hernandez, the Mafia King, known as the Devil. Sofia Diaz, known as an angel. The two are arranged to be married, forced by their fathers, joining the two Mafia's. But Sofia eventually learns, even the devil was once an angel. Cover by @alluringathena *This book is more of a romance book than Mafia book and I hope you enjoyyy*

Yes there is jails, prisons, half way houses and community services, with police to enforce the law. But what about those who need a different kind of punishment? After years and years of run ins with the law, the judge decided enough was enough, jail time was not the right choice for Zara Frost. She required a different punishment. Something she could only get from being sentenced to Eden, the correctional institution for delinquents.

Sarah's been intrigued by paranormal activity her whole life. Now she was about to live it. "It's yours, huh? I don't think that's what I wanted you to say," He abruptly lets go of my hair and brings his hand up much higher before bringing it down and roughly rubbing my ass so that it'd jiggle in his open palm, causing me to struggle against his death grip to my own grave disappointment. "So right now, you're gonna repeat it. But this time, I want you to tell me that you're mine. You can do that, yeah?" (Cover for the time being sucks. Will make a better one when I've got time.) (this is not a deserted book. please don't let the low number of chapters scare you away)

"You aren't allowed to speak unless given permission." Liam states. I snort. "Who the hell makes up those rules? I have the freedo-" Before I finish my sentence he slams me into the wall behind me. "I make the rules. I am the dominant in this relationship, and If you choose to make your own rules and disregard mine you'll be sorry." He whispers in my ear. He slams his mouth onto mine and his hands trail my curves. He pulls away just as quickly as the kiss had been. "If you choose to fallow my rules, I'll reward you with pleasure." He slips his hands in my pants. Attention: DONT READ IF YOU CANT READ INAPPROPRIATE SCENES!

This story is really HOT. Like really really really HOT. It's essentially about a college student learning about her hidden desire to submit to a man, with the help of her roommate & a very hot dominant man. This is a MATURE story & the smut within the story is VERY smutty, so be warned! BUT there's also substance to the story & it's a good read! Enjoy my loves :* EXCERPT - He cupped my breasts, and then he snarled. "Padded bra. As if you needed one." His hands were under my sweatshirt and he hauled the bra up, roughly, and then his hands were on me, feeling, squeezing, his palms grinding against my nipples. Those hands had spanked me and somehow that changed everything. His hands mattered. I arched into them, and then my head went back and he kissed my mouth again, lips and tongue forcing my mouth to give him what he wanted. "Can't think," I said, dazed, against his lips, and he growled at me for speaking. And then one hand dove into my pants, and a finger forced inward. My knees gave out entirely. We sank to the floor and he pinned me down, violently taking my mouth with his tongue and my pussy with his finger, and I learned what happens when you almost come and stop and then are touched again. I was out of control, my legs opened and my hips tilted. His fingers moved to my clit, then back inside me... everything ached and burned and it was all I could do not to beg for more. The late night fantasies were back, but now I was living one, the man who took, demanded, forced a young girl to feel things she didn't know about - my hips tilted up further, he twisted around and sucked a nipple roughly, painfully, and every muscle in me tensed, I couldn't stop, there was only more and faster- I came in that slow, violent way that takes away all control of your limbs and slams you again and again against the floor. My noises were guttural and raw, and when my eyes were closed all I saw was his dark, demanding gaze. --- OKAY NOW GO READ!