Stanley 'STAN' Norris vs. Ian 'WILL' Williams He liked him; it was as simple as that! Lt. Ian Williams is a young, carefree Navy Seal whose main passion in life is his job. On an official trip to Africa, he is completely blindsided by his attraction to a ridiculously hot, fun-loving, blunt, and uninhibited man. An attraction that spirals into an all-consuming sexual storm that shocks him to the core. And after a scorching night of sex, Will realizes that he can't resist this man's animalistic charm. What he doesn't envisage is the dangerous world of preternatural pizzazz mixed with tumultuous passion that he finds himself in. Surely Luna had better things to do than to play such a cruel joke on him... Stanley Norris is a sexy-as-hell, rich, untameable, and unpredictable werewolf who is very content with his life. At least until a certain cheeky Navy Seal ambles into the jungle where he is busy training military recruits and flips his life on its side. The roguish hunk of a soldier is definitely not his...type. But from the deep, soul scorching hunger that ignites within him the very instant he smells him, Stan instantly knows what the young man is to him. And it isn't long before he knows he has met his match. The worlds of these two men collide in an explosion of fireworks so strong neither man can deny. Can Stan surrender to the uncharted territory he finds himself in and convince Will he belongs with him? And can Will handle the complicated emotions and the big secret that lurks within Stan's ocean-blue eyes? Can both men let down their defenses and allow their hearts to experience the firestorm of sensuality and desire that only burns brighter and hotter with each passing day? Buckle up for a blend of romance so sensual it will make the devil blush, steamy smut hot enough to rival the sun, and oodles of wicked sense of humour! Peace! (Cover by the amazing SuperSonicPaGer)

I took a kingdom with blood and iron. I did not expect to lose control over a single boy. Elias is nothing. A mute servant with no voice, no power, and no place beyond quiet obedience in a palace ruled by fear. He survives by staying small, by avoiding notice, by never giving anyone a reason to look twice. Until I did. I am not a gentle man. I am King Kazimir, and I do not release what I claim. What began as curiosity became something far more dangerous-an attachment I cannot ignore, and a need I refuse to name. He cannot speak. He cannot fight. He barely understands what I am making of him. Yet I pull him closer, step by step, into a place he was never meant to stand-at my side, under my gaze, and entirely within my control. And I do not let go of what is mine.

Second chances are meant to bring hope but aren't they also a reminder of everything we've lost? Brenna Hayes knows exactly what it's like to lose everything you love. Widowed and broken, a second chance knocks on her door when an old mentor offers her a job in the town she left all those years ago. But there's a reason she left and it's the same reason she dreads going back. With no other option, she packs her things and returns to her past only to discover she left more loose ends than she realized. Grant Carter is one of those loose ends. The boy who broke her heart so many years ago and, ironically, has become the man who fixes things for a living. He also happens to be the contractor for Brenna's new home and suddenly finds himself face-to-face with the only woman he's ever loved. And the only woman he ever let go. Now, he's determined not to let his second chance get away and show Brenna just how good he is at mending what's been broken. *Rated 18+ due to mature themes and language. All Right Reserved to TheFeveredBookaholic @ Wattpad+

Launi Kline is the daughter of a rockstar, her birth immortalized in a hit song that sold millions and kept her father's band at the top of the charts for years. She left that life behind long ago-but this summer, she's pulled back on the road to help the band's PR recover after the loss of their beloved drummer. Rye Banning grew up watching his dad play drums for one of America's favorite bands. He loves music-and his drumsticks-but hates the rockstar lifestyle. When his father's spot opens up, Rye vows to do his best to fill his shoes. But he can't forget that Launi abandoned her roots-and him-for a whole new life, and she remembers him as the obnoxious kid from her childhood. As they clash over image, PR stunts, and the expectations of fans, sparks fly both on and off the stage. Can they find a rhythm that works before the summer-and the band's legacy-falls apart?

Virion Kethlana was never meant to rule. Never mind that he was the first prince or that he trained for the role; it was not in his cards, at least not within this lifetime. But when a Great Assembly is called by the dragons of Colony, Virion must put aside his company of riches of splendour and attend on behalf of his faction. It would be a simple expedition, boring but simple... if not for the storm. Forced to land on the isle of a lone dragon, Virion must contend with the company of his new, disgruntled companion until the storm passes, that is, if he does not kill the annoying beast first. He calls himself Zirkhlon. Virion has never known another so rude or infuriating, nor one so disrespectful of his station. He loathes him for it, but when fires begin to stir, and neither knows how to quell the flames, well... stranger things have happened in Ythene's realm. But the storm will not last forever, and what will the pair do when the skies clear and new truths are revealed with it?

"The Underground Fighter and His Childhood Best Friend" ❦ Sasha "Kayo" Sokolov is a Russian fighter who was sent to America at a young age. One day, he met a young girl by the name of Everleigh Wilson, who taught him how to speak English, and helped him with his studies. They bonded so easily and became the best of friends. Years passed, and Sasha disappeared. Everleigh had to go on with life without her best friend. Until one lonely night when she saw the one man she loved more than anything beating another man to death. - "What happened to the boy I used to know?" she questioned, shutting her eyes at the feel of his hand traveling up her dress. He was so close to her throbbing core, and she hated how much she wanted him to touch her, enter her, ruin her. Sasha smirked sadistically. "He's gone, kitten. And he's never coming back." ❦ 𝐁𝐖𝐖𝐌, 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤, 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞. (SAMPLE)

"Go home Teddy, I don't have the self control you think I do." "I think I'll take that second drink." ~ Teddy Bray didn't know how he let himself get here. He was stuck in a toxic relationship he couldn't get himself to leave. He was a fixer and when it came to his girlfriend Taylor, Teddy should have known there was nothing he could do to fix their relationship. All it took for things to finally change was one look from Cole Madden. Cole had a type and when that type walked into his bar it was hard to say no. Even if that man had his sister clung to him like a leech. They couldn't be together but as tensions rise they both find out just how much self control they really have.

"You were made to go out and get her" -The Beatles

"Be a good student, baby, and open your mouth for me." . . . In which 20-year-old Alyssa Silvestro decides to seduce her professor, who happens to be the older brother of her cheating ex-boyfriend. Revenge is best served cold, is what they say.

"You're going to let me fuck you like a good girl?" he asks and leans down, "Because you are, aren't you? A good girl?" . . . Elena Amoretto has always been smitten by the one and only, Ares Aetos. For three years, she's adored him from afar. Admiring the god of war and falling deeper into her obsession. While Ares can't seem to stand her. Where she's infatuated with him, he merely acknowledges her existence. While being the center of the spotlight herself. As the front woman of the rising band Icarus, Elena has to face the world while struggling with anxiety. To make matters worse, Ares is the drummer of the band rivaling hers, Dopamine. And just as fate would have it, his band and hers are touring together. She's supposed to hate him. But how could she? When all she does is drown in the blue of his eyes and willingly dies at the ruthless hands of Ares? The god of war who brings her down on her knees while she blissfully falls into his melancholy.