Rebel Simmons was just a girl who was dealt a shitty hand in the game of life. Despite her harsh and abusive upbringing, she worked hard, and studied harder. With an IQ of 252. she's a certified genius and is working towards her Masters Degree in Computer Engineering and Computer Science at Stanford University. When tough times hit and she's desperate for money, she steals $5 Million from an offshore bank account. Little did she know she was stealing from the most ruthless Mafia Boss in the world: Dante Vino. • MATURE THEMES 18+ • Cover designed by Holly Thurston

I watched as he slowly made his way up to me. Every step he took towards me, I stepped back until my back hit the wall. "If you know what I'm capable of, I advise you to lower your voice and lose that attitude." He said as he was still walking his way up to me. To be honest, I was really terrified but yet, I was also turned on by the way he was looking at me. Damn him for making me feel this way. "And if I don't?" I asked him, really wanting to know what he had in that evil little mind of his. My breath hitched as I felt him press his body against mine, he placed his hands on both sides of my face. I looked dead into his beautiful silver eyes. I could feel his body heat and that was only making me even more hotter. I watched as he leaned towards my ear where I felt hit minty breath hit my skin which only made the hair on my neck stand straight up. "I lay you across my knees and spank you until that plump ass of yours is red." Nineteen year old Reginy Garcia thought that her life was just as another normal day of any teenage girl, but all that change when she was walking home from a club. Kidnapped and taken away from her aunt and uncle. She steps into the world of mafias. And that's where she meets him. Dante King. The King of all mafias. Tension and hatred begins between the two of them begins to form, but soon Reginy finds out that she is going to need Dante's help to find out the truth about her parent's death and secrets will be revealed to who she really is. And Dante knows that he is the only one who can help and protect her. Will their hatred separate them and make them hate each other forever? Or will this bring them close together and let them see that the hatred they share is only a cover to hide away their true feeling for each other?

Zolan Book 3. Can be read as a standalone. One second I'm at the NASA headquarters, and the next second, I'm teleported to the territory of an angry alien.

Avaryn Alastors life couldn't possibly get any worse. That's what she told herself the second her feet crossed the threshold of Crestwood Academy. But boy, was she wrong. She'd never wanted to attend the most prestigious stuck-up school only made for the rich and the smart. She'd never even wanted to apply. But tragedy struck her family and it had always been her moms dream. The first day she's there she makes a fool out of herself in front of the most popular group in all of Crestwood. And to make matters worse one of them is her roommate! They call themselves the Devara. (Stupid, she knows). And yet she can't help but feel drawn to them. Drawn to everything about them. So Avaryn does what she does best, she investigates. Only what she finds is a whole other dangerous world. A world of secrets and pain and even magic. The Devara is supernatural. They come from a whole other world. Not only that but they are heirs to this world. They are royalty. And with royalty comes enemies ... And now these enemies want Avaryn. And the only way she'll survive is sticking with the Devara. That is ... If she doesn't kill them first. Mystery, romance, death, lies. A plot twist you won't see coming. Shadows of Ash and Gold.

Alexander James is at the top of the food chain with his multi billion dollar company. Just the sound of his name makes men's blood boil in jealousy and women to go to long lengths just to get a second look back for his other worldly good looks. He's known to be a player and getting every woman he wants with just a snap of his fingers. Nora Davis is the awkwardly clumsy girl that most people wouldn't even give a second glance at. So when Nora who's been looking hard to find a good job after being fired unjustly from her previous one gets desperate and applies for a job at Alex & Co Enterprises knowing she won't get in but life is full of surprises and Nora receives exactly that in the shape of a smirking and adonis looking Alexander James. [COMPLETED BUT NEEDS A LOT OF EDITING SO BEAR WITH ME PLEASE]

In a city overrun by the corrupt and crazy, driven by greed, lust, and desire, Remi Goldridge's sweet nature and strong moral compass are strange and unheard of. Beasts of nightmares roam free here, taking and doing whatever they please. When Remi's father buys her one of the most dangerous creatures in the world as her slave and personal bodyguard, she is terrified, and wants nothing to do with the dangerous beast.

Copyrighted 2017 *Completed* Highest rankings: #6 in Werewolf #1 in Wolves #3 in Featured He was said to be powerful, the most powerful of them all. A king of kings- a dark king. Complete control. He needed it- thrived on it. He was power, he was dark, and he was beautiful. They say he was a descendant of the first wolves- of shapeshifters so fierce they could kill with barely a glance. He was respected, revered. Feared. The King of the North. And we were the idiots sneaking into his territory. *Not your typical werewolf book* --please reframe from hateful comments directed at me or other readers who enjoy the story. *This book has no sexually mature scenes and is PG-13* *This book has nothing to do with The Game of Thrones, and is not a fanfic of any kind*

❝I think he is attracted to her. Look at this beauty. Which man wouldn't want to keep her for himself? After all, ruling alone for such a long time he must be in search of a queen.❞ He's said to be the first creation of the moon goddess. The lone wolf, Arles. The king of all wolves. An immortal. A god. They say he ruled ruthlessly. He had the power to change the inescapable destiny of man itself. She was a mortal. A troublemaker. She didn't know what she was getting into when she crossed him. ... the end chapters are available on Inkitt for free. the link is in my bio. I don't own the picture used in the cover.

Falling into the fiery hell she created must've been the perfect way for her to die. The other woman would then become the heroine that saved the town's people from the mad queen that burnt half of the population down and the duke would become the hero that protected the heroine. They would then be wed and have little children. They would live happily in the new world that they would create after vanquishing the evil queen. They would then lead the people unto a prosperous era of peace. Just... Where?... Where did I go wrong? When I am reborn, will you please give me a simple life?

**Copyrighted** *Sequel to I Am Who* *Book 3* "I told you not to protect me! I told you not to get hurt!" I exploded, whirling to face him. "You should have listened to me. You promi-" My word cut off as he fairly launched himself out of his seat, closing the distance between us in two, large steps. His hands cupped my cheeks, and his lips captured mine. There was a roughness in the action, and I stood for a brief moment in shock at what was happening. The need in his touch, however, elicited an instinctive response within me. I kissed him back, my hands forming fists at my sides wary of his many injuries. Tears welled beneath my lids at the pain he was undergoing for me. Again. And then His hands slid down my sides, pushing my arms up to rest on his shoulders as he closed the remaining space between us. All thoughts except him fled from my mind, and I clutched at him with all the varied emotions swirling through me as a guide. For some reason neither of us could explain, we'd held ourselves back for all this time. There had always been something getting in the way, and besides that, both of us had been so emotionally broken, we'd almost been too scared to reach out and take hold of one another for fear the dream we were experiencing would dissipate if we tried. The separation had pushed us further apart, too, and I had thought...well, I had foolishly thought I was smart and that I knew so much about what he was feeling, but that wasn't the case at all, because here he was: holding me as if I was the only thing keeping him alive. Whatever came, I wanted to be with him. I was done letting go and running away.