"I'm not your bitch anymore, stop telling me what to do!"

Alexander Kane has been called a psychopath, a control freak and basically anything along those lines. Nobody understands why every year for six months, he selects a group of men to share his house for a competition for his amusement. Nor do they understand why he gives the winner a large sum of money and does it all over again. He doesn't understand it either, but wrapping people around his finger is his drug. And this year is no different. Or is it? ••• Rule #1 You will refer to the master as Daddy. Rule #13 Falling in love will lead to immediate disqualification. [This is not a BDSM story]

Although she was surrounded by love she couldn't help but feel hollow and broken. She woke up every day, restless after a tiring and horrific night She couldn't remember the last time she had a proper night of sleep. Bounded to her home all her life by two shielding and vigilant parents, eight shattered over-protective older brothers and a thick layer of security everywhere she went she came to the terms that she would never escape the cage she called her home. Until she turned eighteen. Her father constantly made sure that they had the best education and once they turned eighteen he finally allowed them to leave home and go to any University their heart desired. No matter what they wanted he would be able to fulfil. Independence from her family always seemed close to unattainable and she was aware that her father didn't want to send her out into the world but much to her surprise she found herself on a plane to the United Kingdoms. She certainly wasn't prepared for the whirlwind of tribulations she was going to face, who knew heartbreak would be one of them but she is an Alonso-Garza and even though the world fucked them up they always survived.

Alexis and Alexander twins of the Taconi mafia family were kidnapped at the age of three never to be seen again. Now they are 13 what happens when they get into an accident with the people they thought were they're parents are not and they learn they have an entire family with seven brothers. But everything they thought they knew was a lie.

As we pull up in front of my mansion, I prepare myself for the conversation I'm about to have with my wife. It's a little after midnight and I see the blinds move in the living room and I know she is awake. Awake and pissed. As I walk through the front door, I hear her padding towards me. I'm not scared of much. But all 5'0 of my wife is terrifying. She is fuming as she walks to me but then I notice the confusion as she stares at the bundle of blankets in my arms. Thinking quickly, I push the baby into her arms. She can't hit me if she is holding a baby. "Ares?!" She whisper yells. She looks at the baby and then her eyes snap up to mine. "Hello my love." I peck her lips while she is still in shock. "Don't 'hello my love' me! Where did this baby come from?!" She isn't looking at me anymore. She is stroking the baby's cheek. She is completely mesmerized by her already. "Her father is no longer of this earth. Her mother died giving birth to her. She is alone. She is almost two." Her eyes snap to mine. "Two? She looks much younger than that." "She has had a hard life. Her father was into drugs. I haven't heard her speak other than crying." "Poor baby." I stand there watching my wife fall in love with the toddler. "What's her name?" My beautiful wife asks. "McKenna." "She's beautiful." She whispers. "She's ours." "What?" She looks at me with tears in her eyes. I don't own any pictures #1 in Breastfeeding - November 2, 2021 #2 in Toddler - November 2, 2021 #1 in Nursing - November 8, 2021 #2 in Adopted - November 29, 2021

"Such a spoiled girl, aren't you?" He nipped at my ear causing me to gasp. My lips parted in shock. "I'm not spoiled." I protested adamantly. "No? My girls not a whiny little brat who pouts until she gets her way?" Knox teased playfully. "I-I just didn't want you to be hungry." I defended weakly, a bit embarrassed from his observation. "Hmm my spoiled girl," He paused giving my neck a small squeeze before continuing, "such good manners." --- Annie has been fighting her entire life. Tired, warn down, effectively broken she had given up trying to fight. She was in most ways a complete shell of herself. Now in her senior year, she was forced to attend in person by her therapist which was the absolute last thing she wanted to do. Knox was always running. Running from his family, his friends, and his future. The only thing he wasn't willing to run from was her. Annie was his and he was going to make sure she knew it. US & UK Top 10 !!

A Jack Frost x OC story Lorelai Azrael, known by all as the Grim Reaper is the spirit of death. She carries the suffering to a place of joy and pleasure. But since humans are selfish and hate to be left alone, they curse her name. Even the other spirits are wary of her. But when the man in the moon chooses her, the taker of lives, to join the guardians, the protector of the living, she must fight to prove herself worthy. And when Pitch Black shows his face and his power once again, she has to defeat the master of darkness.