Kashmir Harris is a 18-year-old incubus, on the cusp of switching diet from food to... you know, that other stuff. Going into his senior year of high school, he didn't expect much besides switching up his meal plan - until he met Kade. The handsome werewolf has just started his senior year, and lucky for Kash, their lives just seem to entwine against all odds. Same elective classes, mutual friends, and even going to the same gym. As Kash's body starts to change, will he be able to keep up with his battling desire for Kade's body? And how come he can't stop thinking about the man, smiling foolishly from regular conversation? Read to find out! (Also available on Inkitt!) NOTE: I have a book called "Kade" that's parallel to "Kashmir", so you can read the story from the two main characters POV separately. This book can be read as a stand-alone, but a richer experience is promised if you follow both storylines:) New chapters come when they come! The book will be finished eventually, I just can't say when.

Destiny has gone through a lot, after her parent's divorce she does not believe in love. Her ex Jeremy is trying to get back into her life and ghosts from her pasts are coming back to haunt her. All of that stops when she meets someone, her friends call it love but does she believe them? tw: swearing, kissing (no smut)

Highest in Werewolf: #2 "Selene, my daughter, please hear us out. I know we don't deserve it, but your sister is pregnant and-" I held up my hand to stop the man named Benicio Dixon from speaking. Surely they didn't call me here just so they can dump all their personal problems onto me or dig up the past. If that was the case, they're quite foolish. I'm not interested in the slightest. Shifting my attention from my father to the woman he stood behind, my gaze narrowed on the small but visible bump under her sundress. Hestia Anne Dixon. My younger sister. The Luna of my old pack and the woman my mate chose over me. She was pregnant. I turned to the male sitting beside her in the Alpha's seat. Guilt and regret crossing his striking features when he refused to meet me in the eye. "If the reason you called me here is because of this nonsense" I gestured between my sister and mate, "Then it would appear I wasted my time. With all due respect, Beta Dixon, I am an Alpha. I have many and much more important things to do than discuss petty mate bonds. If It wasn't obvious enough, I'll make myself clear-" I stood up, not caring for the gazes burning into my skin. "Whether or not she has this pup has nothing to do with me. Luna Walker's mate has nothing to do with me. In fact, none of you have anything to do with me outside of pack business. If you're worried about my interference-- don't. I won't say nor do anything. To put it simply, I don't want him. I didn't want him for the past four years since he rejected me and you all left me to die. Rest assured that seeing him again won't change anything. Now if you'll excuse me, I have things to attend to." I held my head high, walking off with my Beta trailing behind me. Just as I reached the door, it abruptly pulled open and I came face to face with the most beautiful man I've ever seen in my life. Dark, crystal grey eyes bore into me and I found myself go still. Alpha Raizel Locksworth. The Bloodlust Alpha.

I'm a ghost. Or at least I think I'm a ghost. No one can see me and I've been wandering the world aimlessly for years. I don't remember a time I wasn't a ghost. One day I didn't exist and the next I did. For the past 5 years though I've been following a team of supernatural investigators that are working to bring down a trafficking ring. Why? Well humans are boring for one. Secondly these men are captivating. Not only are they sexy as sin but I feel drawn to them in a way I've never felt drawn to anyone else. So for the past 5 years I've tagged along and pretended to be one of them, dreaming of what would happen if I was real. What happens when a magical assault pops me out of the veil and into the real world? Chaos. And hopefully chocolate, that stuff looks amazing. ***All of the characters are my own in this story. The world building is also entirely my own.*** *** Cover made by notsodumbolivia*** The starting storyline and the summary of this book is based off of Kristy Cunning's Four Psychos as well as Raven Kennedy's Signs of Cupidity. The overall story line and the individual characters are different but there will be similarities between the female protagonists starting points and goals.

"Don't run from me, princess." Soft, yet threatening voice whispered near my ear sending chills down my spine and setting the whole body on fire. "I'll do whatever I want." I snapped and walked into the metal box, pressing the last floor button. Maverick came in too, standing near me, her body almost touching mine. Elevator was spacious so she could stand anywhere she wanted, but at my bad look, she took a place near me. I shifted uncomfortably as heat radiating from her body ignite the fire inside of my bones. "Did you two slept?" Maverick asked again with a strained voice. I almost choked on my own saliva as heard her question. What the actual fuck? "Excuse me!?" I gasped turning my body to her. "You're excused," She smirked, but I could even from the mile her smirk was fakest of the fakes. "Now tell me. Did you sleep with my sister?" Her voice and whole face change into colder. "It's... what...I... it's none of your business," I gulped from her intense stare suddenly felt an awareness of how close our bodies are. "Answer me," She hissed inching her face even closer. Flashback from the Saturday evening when I wanted to run away from the party and she did everything to intimidate me. "Did you enjoy sleeping with her?" She whispered hoarsely. "I... I'm not... I did,-" I stammered not tearing my gaze from my personal bodyguard. I didn't hear elevator ping which means one... maverick stopped elevator, trapping me inside with her. The air around us thickened, making harder for me to breath. My heart starts hammering inside of my chest and I feared for Maverick to hear how my heart beat from the closeness of our bodies. She inched our faces, even more, her hot breath hitting my face making me tremble. "Tell me," She whispered putting two of her fingers on my chin, sending a wave of electricity through my whole body. "Did she kissed you... like this?" And before I could react, I felt Maverick lips being places on mine.

One car crash changed Liliane's life. moving to another state to start anew, Liliane finds herself the centre of attention to the untouchables. The small shy girl becomes the light to their darkness. The protective and brooding men become her saviours.

Dylan has always one to never be able to hide his emotions. Luckily, he didn't have to, since Scarlett was always at his side. Until Dallas comes along. That boy takes his heart and keeps it hidden away, unable for Dylan to ever find back. And just when Dylan is convinced he won't find it-doesn't want to find it- Dallas gives it back. Follow Dylan's and Dallas's story here and catch more glimpses of them than in More Than One! And, maybe catch some glances of Scarlett and her guys in this book ;)

MATURE!! "Do you know what a dominant and a submissive is little one?" He asked. His eyes were steady, his fingers ceased movement all together. The rain still poured around them. She managed to shake her head. He smirked the same mischievous knee wobbling smirk he wore whenever she was around. "I have the personality of a dominant, and you," he ran the pad of his thumb over her racing pulse. "You have the natural personality of submissive." Why was he telling her this? He was her employer, her boss; not some intimate lover. "Sir I don't think-" "No no little one. You're mine now." He raised his hand and tangled it in her wet hair while the other wrapped around her waist. "I have something of yours; which leads me to believe you my little one were being very naughty." Rosalinda was struggled to stand correctly. The skirt of her dress rose easier as it rubbed against his suit and the height difference between them made her tip toe. She hardly reached his shoulders; with his arms around her waist, she was forced to mold her wet body against his. "What are you talking about sir?" Rosalinda looked at him as she bit her lower lip. He lowered his head till their lips were nearly an inch apart. "I have your wet panties in my pocket."

MxMxFxMxM "It's okay to quit, mami." Elliot whispered in my ear. Shivers shot down my back as I felt him move around me. I stared ahead, my heart beating wildly. The feeling of wooden pole lightly grazing my back. "He's right, honey. You can, we won't be mad." Vincent said. My eyes shot to his from across the mat. He stood there with his hands behind his back. I growled softly. I quickly turned and went to grab the pole but was stopped short when my body was slammed to the ground. "Mmm. Our angry little baby is getting quite frustrated." Close to my face was Sammy smirking at me. He had my body trapped under his. I felt desire and anger boil in me. "You guys don't play fair." I said softly. Sammy chuckled while he was doing that, I shot my knee up and hit his stomach. He yelped out and I quickly shot up. "Ha! I won." I said while doing a little dance. I felt a little kiss on my neck then my arms were being drawn back behind me. My eyes drooped a little as they continued down my neck. "Good job, little one. But what's going to stop you from me?" 𒊹︎𒊹︎𒊹︎ Arabella Davis is a orphan who can't remember anything from the time she is 10. Now that she is 17 she finds herself in a mental hospital but was transferred to a school for the gifted. The Academy of Dark Arts. She meets four mysterious men who find interest in her and now they want her to themselves. DISCLAIMER- THIS IS A GROUP RELATIONSHIP AKA A POLY RELATIONSHIP. IF YOU ARE NOT INTERESTED IN THAT OR UNDERAGE PLS CLICK OFF!!!!! Thank you

Sang has never been more in love than she is with her Daddy, Owen Blackbourne. Having been dating for over a year and being in a comfortable ddlg relationship she doesn't think there's anything she doesn't know about stiff Mr Blackbourne. But when eight additional brothers come into play will she be able to ignore their charm and care? Or will she succumb to the temptation they present?