Every 200 years, a virgin is sacrificed to a powerful beast, for breeding. In the previous years passed, no offspring has been produced. It is known that only the mate to the beast can give him a pup. The community always selects the outcast virgin, from intricate fear of the beast. I am Ava Goodchild, one of the selected virgins. [[Word count: 80,000 - 81,000 words]] Book 1 of the Dystopia Series

"The Caregiver and the Mob Boss" ❦ Avelina makes her money by taking care of those who can't take care of themselves. When she is handed a case about a man who had needed a personal caregiver, she accepts. One thing Avelina never anticipated was the dangerous lifestyle he lived. Not only that, but she didn't expect for him to be so incredibly good-looking. Adrik Zolotov, the Russian mobster that everyone called "Mad Hatter". His insanity and crave for blood left him the most feared man of all. All he wanted was power and those around him to fear him. For a man recently diagnosed with Asperger's syndrome, everyone believed him to be emotionally incapable of ever loving anyone. . . Imagine their surprise when he meets Avelina. ❦ "Mr. Zolotov, I have to make sure you bathe before I leave. It's apart of my jobs protocol," she said softly. The truth was that he made her feel nervous. There was so much coldness and evil in his eyes, it left a chill to run down her spine. "Fine," he stated before walking over to his bathtub. Her eyes followed his movements as he pulled off his shirt causing her to lick her lips and quickly look away. She could hear the sound of more clothes falling onto the ground until the sound of water running littered her eardrums. "You assist when asked, isn't that right?" He asked. Slowly, she opened her eyes to see that he had already gotten into the shower. "Yes," Avelina answered. "Bathe me." ❦ Dangerously far from cliché

And lead us not into temptation, they said. She fell into temptation nonetheless. Well, actually, Angel fell in love with her own temptation: Lucifer. But she is not very interested in being freed from this evil; she wants temptation. She wants to fall out of desire. She wants to sin. She wants to be sucked in by the dark and impassive look that always conquers her. They warned her. And he knew it too. They could not fall into temptation. They could not want each other. But Lucifer wanted her. The problem is that loving each other seemed like paradise, but it could become a real purgatory. USED TO BE: THE DEVIL'S LOVE

(Steamy!) This is book two in the 𝑫𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝑾𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝑻𝒓𝒊𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒚. You must read book one, "𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘋𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭'𝘴 𝘓𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘎𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘴" in order for this book to make sense. Genevieve and Damien's relationship had been rocky from the start. Enemies to lovers. Now that they have been able to work through their past, new circumstances have begun to pull them apart. Join their journey as they fight through the forces that are trying to keep them away from one another, the ups and downs, as well as the all new sexual thrills that they experience. *** Excerpt: "Geni! Fucking stop. This can't happen!" He was getting angrier now. I could see it in his eyes, on his face, in the way he was holding his body still, trying to restrain himself. "Why!?" I demanded, my hands lifting his wrists and slamming them back down. "Give me one fucking reason and I will stop." Suddenly, I was beneath him, my own hands pinned above my head, held firmly by the wrists, his grip causing me to wince. "Is this what you want?" He snarled as his hips ground roughly against mine, his rigid cock moving back and forth hard against my pussy through my shorts. His eyes were aflame with a deadly combination of lust, hunger, anger and something else, I couldn't quite put my finger on. "Yes." It came out in a small unsure squeak. I wanted him, but did I want him like this? It was like he had become an untamed, vicious beast in a matter of seconds. "Remember you said that." He growled, as his mouth crashed against mine. His kiss was dominating, hard and rough. His tongue was instantly inside my mouth, taking over, claiming it as his own. He stopped to bite my lower lip hard enough to draw blood, before once again ravishing my mouth with his tongue. Top rankings: #1 - regularupdates #1 - fightingforlove #1 - againstallodds #2 - swoon

"I don't think this would be appropriate, Sir." Roxanne trembles under his tight hold. "I know that." His quiet grave voice caught her squeezing her sex. His calloused hand was unsteadily moving down her body as if he wanted to feel all of her at once. "Sir..?" Nothing. Just his hand migrates down south of her shaking body, tight with arousal and fear. Aroused by his audacity to touch her like this. Fear of what would happen when they both get caught. These thoughts travelled around her mind like a shark dangerously gliding around its prey. The prey being this man, though everything of him screamed predatory. The sound of the zip being pulled down ran as a warning between them. Each knowing of the consequence but they couldn't be pulled away from this wired up brunt that was waiting to happen. "Don't sir." She said more boldly. Trying to gain some moral ground before all tumbles. But she was too late. Too fucking late as his big finger delved into her fleshy mound, soaked with desire and she grasped, looking up at him with wanton need. He blatantly watching her face morph into an unspeakable pleasure as he moves his finger in and out of her pudgy snatch. "Never stop me Roxanne. The only time you ever will is when I'm done feasting on this pussy-" slapping her there, highlighting her acute senses more sharply. He continues, lowering his voice as he says "-so many times." ----------------------- Roxanne Jones a college student was studying English literature as her honours degree. She was bold and yet there was bit of timidness whenever she encountered a male- especially if it's her ruggedly good looking professor Jax Blade Williams. Everything about him was so wrong but it made her wet every time he gave a lecture in class. He was a great teacher, charming to its core and very popular with the ladies. But what will happen when Jax locks eye with the raven beauty who can taste her insatiable need of something very forbidden.

"Get your filthy paws off me, you asshole !" Her voice dropped a few degrees when she looked over him. "Mighty temper you have there." His Texan drawls awakening something in her. Regina shakes herself, inwardly. She was about to wring her hand out of his, when he took hold of her waist, bringing her body tightly snugged against him. "Let me go. You bastard !" She felt his mustache tickle her cheek, her insides quivering. No no, she shouldn't feel something like this especially for a guy like him. Xander takes a hold of her neck, making her look up at him. Hatred shone in those brown golden eyes of hers. "Next time you call me bastard, you won't like it." "Your threat means nothing to me, you bastard !" She smirked cruelly at him. As if she won the battle. However, she was very much mistaken. "Wrong answer." His hard mouth meshed against hers, swallowing her anguish cry. Before he went on any further, he whispered cunningly, "You call me that again, this bastard will fuck your brains out till next Sunday." ----------------------- Regina McQueen, a private detective is asked for her service to find out the mysterious murder of the old Falcon Fitch lady, living in Texas. The elegant and vast Ranch house lies under the caretaker of Xander Davis, who will be in charge of Regina's staying while she tries to unravel the mystery. However, as the mystery goes alongside, Regina is distracted by the ex-drill sergeant with his bulky 6ft 4inches tall and mouth watering muscles and let's not forget, the twirling of his sinister mustache. He pushes her in a way she does not know how to respond. Used to flattening guys with her intimating persona, she may have met some one just a hell more scary than her and she hates it. A distraction can be deadly when handled wrong, can Regina resist anything including the temptation called Xander ?

Third Instalment of the Tourniquet Series. GRAPHIC & EXPLICIT! Clarke's been sent into Tourniquet to save Sophie Montgomery from Sebastienne's twisted clutches. Only Sebastienne is hanging on a meat hook and they still won't let her go. He keeps telling himself that falling for her - the niece of a deranged Russian Druglord on the hunt for vengeance - will be a really bad idea. She's obviously hurting - scared - convinced she's bad blood through and through, and deserves no better. He can't keep her safe - he's never managed before, but there's something about her that calls to him - something primal that he can't ignore. Something dark that demands her submission, and won't stop until she belongs to him.

"Don't you dare come any closer." "And who are you to tell me that, sweetheart ?" A mocking reply comes. I gulped when he stood right in front of me, towering over me like a giant. A good looking giant. He pushed the stop button on the elevator. It shook for a second. Now only our breaths could be heard and I could feel his smell engulfing me all around. Suddenly every hatred was forgotten and just desire and hunger stirred across the surface of temptation. "Just give in, Juliet." He whispered scrupulously. His lips touching my ear, skin meeting skin caused a strike of fire sear through me because I knew at that moment I was done for. I moaned out, "Touch me, Owen. Touch me once more." --------------------------------------------------------------------- Two rivalrous families wanting nothing more but to prove the other less efficacious. With every gait, when one thought the other was ahead, they would zealously try to match the other. When both the families face a similar financial crunch, they decide to endeavour hand in hand but their only hurdle from stopping them to work peacefully is their children. Owen Melon and Juliet Rosseta have a lot of hatred towards each other. On hearing that they have to work with each other, their whole universe turns upside down. Find out if they end up falling for each other ? It is a story to remember. Mature content. Completed.

Ella Mae Emerson, the girl who stays hidden at all costs, the girl who likes to be alone with eyes glued to the floor, words coming out as stutters, and nervousness her own personal shadow. She's just a girl who's trying to make it through the day with anxiety clinging to her back. Declan Olin Anderson, the new kid who transferred with drooling features and a charming attitude. Football is his sport, you could say he's quite the stellar athlete who's got game both on and off the field. If you push he'll pull, he doesn't quit because no good athlete does. She wasn't like him and he wasn't like her. They each got their own problems but finding each other wasn't one of them. * "You're beautiful Ellie, that's why they're staring." He whispers into my ear. My cheeks go hot as my eyes meet his. I don't know why, but when Declan calls me beautiful I get this feeling that I can't describe. He makes me feel so special. At this moment it's just me and him, he smirks and adds, "You're my girl, not theirs, they are jealous and they should be." Completed - 12/28/19

Shorter chapters so don't let the amount of chapters keep you from starting this story. Joey Lattire was offered to a man at a young age. Knowing this she was caught off guard when she met and fell deeply in love with Hudson Engle. Joey is free-spirited, beautiful and popular while Hudson becomes Quarterback and they became the sweetest couple in their high school. Hudson came to town at seventeen and swept Joey off her feet but there was one huge problem. A marriage contract. After many years of separation and a huge secret kept from Hudson, can they find their way back to each other as adults? https://www.wattpad.com/677863854 Copyright © 2020 by Grace Madden All Rights Reserved.