THE CLUB OWNER AND HIS STRIPPER "Sir, this is inappropriate and I'm sure you're aware of that. You're my boss." His tall frame stood up and he slowly strode over to me with a lustful glint in his eyes. His hand lifted and his thumb ran across my lower lip, "Strip for me." ❦ Valentina Castillo, working at the highest paying job she could with an abnormally absent boss. Her life depended on her skills throughout the underworld, able to kill without a trace of remorse trailing behind her. Her ability to seduce for what she wanted was unmatched, and it only helped for the time she wasn't pulling the crimson from bodies to gain what she pleased. Clay Romero, one of the most powerful men in the underworld. His multiple owned clubs gave him the ability to rise above others, finding his way to the vixen working at his very own strip club. He got what he wanted without a consequence, and it made him just that much more powerful. Even through the lines of lust, their lives were much similar than they thought. [started: 02.15.22] [completed: 04.30.22] ----- WARNING: mature and explicit content; rated +18 ©lustfulslxt

Scorned after being left at the alter, Rachel Hall swore to never again let a man into her aching heart. Nine years later, she's forced into confrontation when she's hired as a mathematics professor - a dream come true, but there's a catch. The university's dean is none other than Caleb Ryker - the man who scorched her heart and shattered it into a million pieces. When the flames between the two burn hotter than ever before, they're at each other's mercy. Love and hate is a fine line to gamble with, but they can't seem to stray away. You know what they say... play with fire and you'll be burned.

A/N: People seem to think that this is a werewolf story and adding it to their werewolf reading list, it's not, it does have some werewolves in it but they aren't the main characters or species. ~ He looks at me with his mismatched eyes, they're cold and angry, not much of a surprise there. He is leaning against his table, his arms crossed as well as his legs, yeah he is angry alright. "You've been avoiding me" He glares at me, well great he figured me out. I shrug and don't say anything. He growls "What the fuck did I say about using your goddamn words Noah?" I smile sarcastically...and I shrug. His face contorts, uh oh he's going beastie, he pushes off his desk and stalks his way over to me and pushes me against the wall with one of his giant hands on my throat. "You best not forget who the fuck I am you little shit, just because we're mates doesn't mean I'm gonna let you disrespect me like that" He presses down on my jugular and lifts up me giving me no choice but to wrap my legs around him so he doesn't completely take me away from air. "I've known you your whole life babygirl, I know your weakness" He whispers in my ear, he moves my head to the side and finds his mark, he kisses it. Motherfucker.

Marisol tried to live life to the fullest. She attended Rochester University and studied International Studies and Economics. After graduating, she attended law school at the University of Southern California and pursued a career in cooperate law. She held herself to a higher standard, maybe that was because she became blind after a traumatic accident. She didn't want her disability to rule her life, so she ruled her disability, never allowing it to hinder her success. Yet, even though she'd become a successful attorney, she never married and never had children. Feeling unfulfilled, yet completely unready to take care of a child by herself, she applies to become a surrogate. After many denials, her application was finally chosen by someone. Little did she know she was chosen by Grey Weston, one of America's most eligible bachelors with a hidden secret. Completed.

This book is a SEQUAL! Must read The Male Luna FIRST! Brayden Jones has just acquired the position of Luna to the Rocky Falls pack. After a rough start, he has finally managed to create a successful balance in his work life and enjoy more family time with his siblings. Just as things begin to settle, and the patchy relationship with Alpha Damien seems to be plateauing on friendly terms, a familiar face from Brayden's past suddenly appears. With new responsibilities, old faces coming to town, and the everyday struggle of leading a pack of wolves, Brayden seems to be busier than ever...although there's always time for a little bit of revenge on dear old dad...

❝She kills without second thought.❞ • Micajah's PoV: "Ah!" I shout out in pain, unable to hold it in any longer. I clutch my hand to my injured leg and cry out desperately when another blow is landed to my other leg. Tears of pain gather in the corners of my eyes, and I curl into a ball of humiliation, trying to shield myself from the bullies. "You worthless piece of shit," He says menacingly, his muddy brown eyes set in a hard glare aimed at me. I flinch when I see Chance pulling back his fist, raising my arms in defense. But to my utter surprise, the blow never comes. Instead, a sickening 'crunch' resonates through the hallway, surprising me. I tentatively open my eyes once again, cautiously peeking from behind raised arms. What- or more correctly who I see takes my breath away, every fiber of my being stirring at the incandescent sight. There, standing there like an avenging angel over the groaning body of Chance in the floor is a girl. But 'girl' would be too simple of a word to describe her. Her red hair flows down in luscious curls, framing her heart-shaped face, which is set in a furious scowl. Her feline eyes are a stormy grey, the electricity in them, static. Her sharp, straight nose accenting her full pink lips that are shaped like a cupid's bow with such a perfection, giving her an ethereal look. No, the person before me is not a girl. She's a Goddess. The jocks bow their heads in submission, murmurs of "Alpha," passing around the group. My Wolf gets agitated and keeps on saying something but I ignore his persistent calls, as my fogged brain is unable to register anything except the exotic beauty standing before me. Her steel grey eyes roam around the circle in one swift movement before they settle on me, darkening, yet instantly softening at the same time. Finally, her pink lips part to let one word escape them, the one word that changes my life. "Mine," • Completed ✔️ MICAJAH IS A GUY's NAME #5 in WEREWOLF #1 in TEEN FICTION

Normal was the goal. Fate brought fur and a punchline. Brayden's life is a chaotic mess with the appearance of a broodingly possessive Alpha Damien and one ridiculously inconvenient mate bond later. Lukewarm coffee is out and ancient pack laws are in. Brayden is having none of it, determined to resist this unwanted destiny with a full-scale sarcastic rebellion against this supernatural nonsense. Prepare for a darkly funny rom-com that gleefully claws its way out of the werewolf genre box. While Damien's possessiveness howls 'fated mate', Brayden's inner monologue is a laugh-out-loud revolt against any predetermined bond. His wit is sharp. His mate's teeth are sharper. Who bleeds first in this untamed romance? Excerpt: ''Dude! Let go!'' I yell, my voice muffled by the wall of flesh smashing my face. My one arm was still being held secure in the guy's grip and my other hand is now pinned to my side. Desperate to escape I resort to just wiggling my whole body, thrashing around to try and get loose. Instantly, I'm released and my anger comes back in full force. "You think you can file for harassment over a spilled drink!? Wait until I get a chance to talk to the police because holding me without my consent, against my will is actual harassment!" I yell at the man, trying to straighten my shirt.

They call him Demise. No, that wasn't his birth name. His mother nor father gave him this designation. Many people weren't sure he even had parents. Some say he sprung from the fiery depths of Hell. No, he earns his title. Every lycanthrope shakes in fear from the tales of him in battle- his ruthlessness, his ferocity. One said he could kill a man with a mere touch. They call him Demise because everything he touches perishes. His skill, his intelligence, his stamina, his endurance, his agility, his everything...holds murderous brutality. He is death and he fucks with despair. ───── Grace was a chosen for the Kingdom of Wolves. She and fifty other women were traded among the four Alphas of the world, paid to satiate their every desire. Grace had not been requested, yet, for she was the newest arrival. Stationed in Kingdom Demise, she worked as a palace servant. She knew one day she would be beckoned by an Alpha, but she never thought it would be by Demise.

Highest ranking: #1 for what's Hot in Dominate books Highest ranking: #1 in the Gods category Highest ranking: #2 in what's hot in Mythological books Highest ranking: #9 in what's hot paranormal books THIS BOOK HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH MARVEL'S PUNISHER! THIS IS NOT A FANFIC ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ You've all read Fairytales growing up but what do you do when you're in one? What do you do when 500 years ago a myth was created about a Human baby girl who would be born for The Punisher Himself? A girl who was created as an offering; a sacrifice from the Gods to try and appease the Demon who caused havoc upon earth. What do you do when you're that baby? Meet Blue Sutherland , the 17 year old Girl who had the fate of the earth resting upon her shoulders long before she was even born. Meet The Punishers Mate. WARNING:18+ CONTENT ! ! Cover made by the talented @geminigraphics 😻😻😻

He was THE ALPHA KING.An Immortal He possessed everything a man could want, Power,Wealth, Respect, And many more things. Yet All he ever seemed to want was love.But nobody could give him that simple yet very cherished thing. His own sister hated him vehemently .His father disowned him and His mother? She was dead the moment he breathed. He was cast out from the Gods realm.Everyone called him murderer there. Now in earth he possessed everything,But to him it was nothing. Until He met her She was a broken innocent soul. She suffered a terrific fate on one night when she lost all her family. She lost the will to live. Until she met him. This is the story of redemption, finding a reason to live, where we know one reason is enough to live. This is the story of two broken souls who thought they lost everything not knowing the universe had other plans. #1 in paranormal