He swiped my sweat-soaked hair off my neck, resting his lips against my ear. His fiery breaths blew across my earlobe. My body shuddered once again, craving more of him. "You're not the first woman to think she could seduce me into bed because of who I am, what I write. And you won't be the last." He gave a small chuckle, pulling down my dress, so it covered me. "But," he said in a low growl, "so far...... you're my favorite." Breaths poured from my lips at those words. My heart fluttered inside my pounding chest. His favorite, my brain stuck to his words like glue. Clinging to the small hope we'd continue this somewhere else, more than once. We stayed in that position for a moment before his body heat disappeared from my back. He lit a cigarette in front of me, the flash of the lighter illuminating his flushed, sweat-soaked face. I leaned against the brick wall, finding comfort in the coolness against my heated skin. His eyes met mine again. I didn't think I could move from the spot, but he forced me to when he held up a red, lacy thong in between his fingers. My red lacy thong. Fucking panty thief! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Their worlds collided in a heated, passion-filled hook-up behind a bar, bringing their broken pieces together. And now? Mercy finds herself as C.J. Cole's intern. The very Mr. Cole who wrote the most romantic, erotic books she had ever laid eyes on. How could she manage to keep her panties on around him? Or control herself? Hint: she won't. Mature warning.

⚠️ Read at your own risk, sexual content ⚠️ "I'm not going to stop until your legs are shaking and my tongue is covered in your cum understand baby girl?" "Y-yes sir."

✯✯✯ Ares Romano craved blood. He was everything dangerous, he was cold hearted and everything bad to describe him. He is the don of the Italian Mafia, with that being said what he craved more than blood was the death of Scarlett Knight. Scarlett Knight didn't think before she killed someone. She was next in line for her to be donna of the American Mafia but she had to get married before she received that title. Even though her life seem almost decent she just needed one thing; Ares Romano six feet under the ground. ✯✯✯ ⚠️ Warning ⚠️ *NOT edited *Mature themes *Any image used in this story is not mine Read at your own risk.

WARNING ⚠️ ⚠️ ⚠️ ⚠️ ⚠️ ⚠️ THIS BOOK IS A SEMI-DARK ROMANCE WITH BDSM ELEMENT IF YOU AREN'T INTO THAT OR DON'T LIKE IT DO NOT READ, THIS IS ALSO MATURE CONTENT YOU'VE BEEN WARNED. FAIR WARNING THIS BOOK IS ALMOST TEN YEARS OLD. I WROTE IT YEARS AGO, IT WILL HAVE JUVENILE WRITING AND IT ISNT THAT GOOD, YOUVE BEEN WARNED. SO PLEASE NO NEED TO TELL ME HOW MUCH YOU HATE IT JUST DONT READ IT. Muffled Sounds Gagged And Bent Over The Couch Taking Every Inch Knowing No One Else Would Know Except Us And The Room R. A. Knipe

What if a girl had a male wolf trapped inside of her? What if that wolf was her mate? * * * "I live inside you, Thea. My soul has resided inside you for years." "I-I don't get what you're saying." I was stumbling to find the right words. "You weren't breathing at the time of your birth. At the same moment, I was losing consciousness, going into what you can refer as hibernation to recuperate from the toll the war had taken on my body. Leaving this kingdom without a functioning king right after the battle was not safe, so I decided on transferring the king's crest to you. I guess something wrong happened considering how instead of the crest, part of my soul got shifted to you." "Come out." The burning pain in my chest I had come to hate returned the moment I said those words. It was followed by painful heaving for a minute or two before my back arched and I felt something clawing its way out of my chest. If I had blinked for even one second, I'd have missed the moment when a burst of light came out of my chest taking all my pain away with it. Next thing I know, a humongous black wolf was towering over me proudly. "Don't make a habit of it. I'm not strong enough to gain a perceptible form at will. For now, I can only materialize before you on full moons." He was saying this in my head as well yet somehow he felt closer to me than before. Swallowing nervously, I reached out to touch the side of his wolf's head. The second my skin made contact with his fur, tingles started erupting on my palm reaching all the way up to my neck, "Why do I feel this pull towards you?" "It's because we share souls, just as mates do." "Are you my mate then?" What I heard next made my blood run cold, "A king can never have a mate, Thea." ~I don't own the picture used in the cover.~

*Mature Content Warning* I rest both my hands against the table. "I'll go on another date with you, if you tell me one thing about yourself that no one else knows." He's silent for a long moment, pondering my offer. Eventually he quirks his fingers at me. "Lean closer." Bracing myself against the table, I lean over it toward him, noting every detail about his face as I get closer. Every hair, every freckle. His beautiful is unimaginable. His breath warms my skin, dancing over my ear as I dip my head toward him. Will he kiss me, and make good on my sinful thoughts? His voice is like an erotic caress as he murmurs in my ear, "I'm a murderer." *** She cannot escape him. On a blind-date, she unknowingly meets the most dangerous man to exist, and falls into his world of darkness and desire as both his mate, and his worst enemy.

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

⭐ #1 in Sin, Lust, & Live ⭐ "Get back on the bed." Even though Adonis just fucked me, I'm intimidated, which is something I hate. I wrap men around my finger and leave them with hard-ons for a living. I'm Mistress, Baby Girl, Honey, I am whatever dream men want. Adonis sees right through it, past the facade I put up. I don't like it one bit. Especially coming from an asshole like him. This whole day he has stuck his nose up at me, acted like he is better than me when we do the same thing for a living. Our time on camera came to an end and as soon as I covered up, I was finished. The first thing out of my mouth is, "The show is done." "Well, I'm not," And with that he rips my robe in two from behind and throws me back onto the bed. I squeeze my legs closed, unsure if I'll be able to take him again after so soon. I can't deny that even with his temper and sharp-tongue, he's made me feel things I have never felt before. I don't get a chance to think it over because he forces my legs open and slams himself back inside me. Oh, Fuck.

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: ᴛʜɪs ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴡɪʟʟ sᴜʀᴇʟʏ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ. ♡ She is innocent He is sinful She is shy He is scary She is loving He is cruel She is kind He is cold-hearted She is everything that he isn't ♡ Jaden wants to ruin an angel in every way possible, with pain, pleasure and sins. A story where everything is just so simple, yet so complicated. ♡ Lillian Grant is an immensely beautiful girl, innocent and naive. She was hidden from the cruel her whole life. She grew up thinking that the world is full of rainbows and unicorns, which was far from the reality. The sweet girl's heart is made of pure gold. Lily would bring joy to the poorest soul, just by smiling. The little girl is too kind for her own good. Meet Jaden Carter, the golden boy of Atlas high. Every girl wants to be with him while every boy wants to be him. He has the looks of an angel and the personality of a devil. Girls would throw themselves to his feet, but he has the eye for someone else. Someone who despises him, someone who hates him. Or that's what she thought. ♡ [enemies to lovers] [neighbors] [smut] [fluff] [romance] [messy plot/story line] [loving characters] [touching ending] ♡ Previously known as [𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑎𝑑 𝑏𝑜𝑦 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒𝑠 𝑚𝑒]