The second book of the Rival series. Blaze Cameron, the beta of the Ascota pack and Ryder Ascota's best friend, has been waiting to find his mate ever since he turned eighteen. Secretly, he desperately hoped it would be the guy he's had his eyes set on for years. What happens when his rival, Kai Rayson, the Beta of the Sage Moon pack turns out to be his mate? Will Blaze be able to get Kai to fall for him? Can Kai get over his hatred for Blaze? Or will their past actions forever hold them back from creating a future together?

Stella escapes from her abusive brother and runs into the woods, hoping to survive. After a while of being chased down, she finally finds a house deep into the woods. Without overthinking it, she opens the door to see more than twenty big men, staring at her. "Please help." ~~~ Julian Woods is the soon-to-be Alpha of the Graymod Pack. He has been searching for his mate for about two years now. What will he do when he sees his abused mate in his house? ~~~ [Edited Once - not perfect, but better than before.] DO NOT STEAL ANYTHING FROM MY BOOK! Highest rank: #2 in Werewolf 2018 All Rights Reserved 2017

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SMUT AND LEMON AND FLUFF ALL HARRY POTTER. Comment and tell me who you ship. i will make one for you❤ REQUESTS ARE CLOSED FOR NOW THANK YOU😊

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Harry gets lucky thrice in one night. Or that time when Harry is a man slut who shags everyone he meets.

*This IS the spinoff of Corrupting the lion, same universe but you do NOT have to read it first if you don't like Snarry. * Co-Author: Kat💚 Ron and Draco are healers at St.Mungo's. Ron has been dating Oliver Wood, but Wood has cheated on him for the last time and he's had enough. Then his seemingly unrequited crush since school, Draco, steps in to help make Oliver back off and offer Ron any help he may need.

He is a Master Dominant, trained by one of the best Masters in the lifestyle. He's also a successful millionaire, a savvy businessman, and the absolute King of his Empire, and most important, he is my devoted husband and my Dom. My husband loves me with every fiber of his being, and he constantly tries to appease my insecurities about not brave enough to delve deeper into the lifestyle. He does everything within his power to make sure that I know that I'm more than enough for him. We've played mostly in private or amongst the small group of our closest friends, the men that were like really family to the both of us. But I've secretly desired to give my husband the one thing I know he wants, a chance to perform with me in public. The kinky exhibionist I know he is, that side of himself he has been suppressing over the years for my sake. The only thing that has been keeping me from giving into my desires is my fear of people judging me and my ability to the perfect submissive to someone of my husbands caliber, it is damn near debilitating for me. I'll assure you right now, that I know I'll do something mess things up during a scene and my mistakes will surely reflect poorly on my Dom. That's why I've found myself facing my current predicament. As an owner of a lucrative and elite BDSM club, my other half has no choice but to please his members who have paid a hefty sum for said membership to his establishment. As much as I hate it, I understand that he's got to make them happy. He has to secure his reputation as a Master Dominant within his community. I'm fully aware that usually my man didn't give a flying fuck what others think about him, but in this instance, a part of me hoped my husband would have refused the requests to put on a public demonstration of his multiple skills. I wanted him to have no part of it, especially with the fact that he'll be demonstrating those toe curling skills with a submissive who wasn't me.

"Oh my God, Zara," he whispered, taking a good look at me. The insecurity managed to break through my amorousness. "I knew you were a beautiful woman, but damn, you're about to kill me with those curves." "I..." I wrapped my arms around chest, feebly trying to shield myself from his stare. Shame churned within my stomach. "I-Is that a bad thing?" "No, it's a very good thing." Gently, he pushes my arms away so I can't hide myself anymore. I sighed as his fingers drew little lines along the curves of my hips. "Almost makes we wish I was a race car driver so I could fully appreciate them."