"I'm just what?" I open my eyes to see Aeneas now standing in front of me, his eyes dare me to tell him what I was going to say. "You're just-" I swallow back saliva, "you're just the butler" Cover by @Sweetblast

The Perfect Recipe For Love: One imprisoned Mafia Don, Two spoonfuls of Sexiness, A pinch of Cockiness, And a pair of Handcuffs. All served with a healthy side of Sex.

"Y-you," she stuttered, staring at the handsome man sitting on the sleek black throne, "you're..." He rolled his eyes, waving his hand impatiently and said, "Hades. Come on, say it with me. Ha-des." "Hades," Ariel breathed out, still not believing the sight before her. Every picture she had seen of the gods had not depicted Hades' beauty. The god sitting before her was not a crusty old man with a white beard; no, he was a Calvin Klein model. "Yes," Hades clasped his hands together and grimaced, "the God of Death and riches; that's me." Ariel nodded, still refusing to believe but knowing she had to and Hades' grimace turned even bitter, "And you, darling, will be staying with me for quite some time." ~*~ Cover: _nymphomaniac Published: 8/6/14

How can you lose something you never have? When your own mother poisons you to gain pity from others, how should you feel? Why was I, the youngest, being married off? How could I care about something that was never mine? WARNING! Viewer discretion advised: Story contains adult content that is unsuitable for children. NOTE from the writer: I'm an amateur writer so please overlook plot holes, grammar issues, or anything else a story is supposed to have. This is my original story so... as the saying goes "if you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all".

Imagine this. You are treated for once, generously by your client. You are hypnotised by him, though you know that you don't stand a chance with him. Yet somehow, you are found in his room and in his bed, wee bit naked. You are very well aware that you fucked that very handsome and enticing man. But now, he has disappeared into thin air. Leaving you with, thousand dollars and his child. The same very incident happened with Katherine Jones. But her life turns downhill after that night. And now five years later, the gorgeous man is back. Cliche? Not quite. -COMPLETED- Also a huge thanks to Erzastone528 and GeorgiaJ429 for making amazing covers for this book! They would be uploaded soon. Highest rank: #6 in Romance (Thank you to all my readers for this!)

*Book two in the Hell's Company series* He was a disgrace, fallen from a once lofty peak to the depths of the pit. She was something pure, surrounded and corrupted by sin and misery. He killed to stave off the darkness, she killed to become it. Forged in the fires of hate and misery to be something she wasn't; a living instrument of hate. He was sent to kill her. He was the Hunter. She was the Prey. ~ *This is the second book in the series! I'd really recommend you read my other book, Lucifer's Gift, first! It'll make a lot more sense ;)* *This book takes many liberties on Biblical stories and has graphic adult content. Please do not read if such things offend you.*

Nick Abel, the tattooed police officer, the heartbreaker and the beast. He took me over and ruined me from day one. "You're mine." He'd growl in to my ear. "Now, show me you want me too." I did want him, Even when he was my father's best friend. ______________ He was void of many emotions. Red for anger Red for passion Red for fury Red for possessiveness Red for love. He was only waiting for me to Colour Him Red. In the Eye Of Nick Abel- on RADISH NOW!

|#2 in Romance 2/20/16| *** So he sent you here. The dirtiest, grimiest, most vile building in New York City. The building where countless have silently lost their lives. He sent you to this Five Star Hotel so you could feel the fear that comes without having his protection. He picked one of the most dangerous places in the country to send his beloved son. He sent you to the dogs, who he hoped would eat you alive. (This is a quote from the spin off but it fits)

Copyright © 2016 by VICMAD -All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. (THIS IS A MATURE STORY AND RATED FOR THOSE 18+. IF YOU DON'T LIKE THE TERMINOLOGY USED YOU MAY NOT LIKE THIS STORY AS I WILL NOT CHANGE MY WRITING TO CONFORM TO WHAT OTHERS THINK IT SHOULD BE. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.) "1 on the ChickLit Hot list: 7/17/15, 7/18/2015, 7/22/2015, 7/23/2015, 7/24/2015, 7/26/2015, 7/27/2015,7/28/2015, 7/29/2015 & 7/30/2015, 8/9/2015, 8/10/2015, 9/19/2015, 9/21/2015, 9/22/2015, 9/23/2015, 9/24/3015, 9/25/2015, 10/5/2015, 10/6/2015, 10/9/2015 & 10/10/2015, 11/21/2015, 11/22/2015, 1/30/16, 2/2/2016 & 3/11/2016 with over 3 million reads - thanks for the love. Meet Melanie Guillory, the assistant to Marc Hernandez, a rich investment banker in New Orleans. He asks Melanie to be his date for the hospital ball but what's unknown to Melanie is that Marc has other things up his sleeve. Read about what Marc has planned and find out if Melanie will take the bait. This was a Valentine's Day short story but Due to Popular Demand, this story has been extended. Hope you enjoy this little tale. Story will contain bonus chapters after epilogue. (This story is not edited.) Southern Lingo and slang will be used. These stories are typed from my phone so there may be spelling errors, I'm not perfect. ***Before leaving negative comments about certain situations please read the entire conversation first*** *disclaimer- please read my profile page.