There's a new bar opening in charming. And it manage to capture the attention of Charming finest. Corrine 'Cory' Rimes is the new girl to this small town Charming. Her Aunt had passed before she open her bar. Her Aunt Dory last will was for her niece to take over her bar with her second- hand woman Lacey. With the help of lacey to teach her the ropes, she will capture many eyes and maybe love from it. Sons of Anarchy S4-7 I don't own Sons of Anarchy or Coyote Ugly.

Emily is an angel shifter. Emily's parents died when she was 4. Ever since then, her grandparents took care of her all the way till she was 7. After all of her family leaves her by herself, she fends for herself for 12 years. With only her angel, Zamora to help her. When Emily hurts one of her wings and goes crashing down, right into the lycan kings territory. What will happen when they meet? ( This book is also available on an app called "dreame"

Living countless lives for a long time is tiring and lonely after so many years now Sloan Akari David moves to Maryland. Starting a new life as a university student she meets the Cullens and finds that she is not alone. Twilight does not belong to me it belongs to Stephanie Meyers OC X Jasper Hale

Highest ranking: #1 for what's Hot in Dominate books Highest ranking: #1 in the Gods category Highest ranking: #2 in what's hot in Mythological books Highest ranking: #9 in what's hot paranormal books THIS BOOK HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH MARVEL'S PUNISHER! THIS IS NOT A FANFIC ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ You've all read Fairytales growing up but what do you do when you're in one? What do you do when 500 years ago a myth was created about a Human baby girl who would be born for The Punisher Himself? A girl who was created as an offering; a sacrifice from the Gods to try and appease the Demon who caused havoc upon earth. What do you do when you're that baby? Meet Blue Sutherland , the 17 year old Girl who had the fate of the earth resting upon her shoulders long before she was even born. Meet The Punishers Mate. WARNING:18+ CONTENT ! ! Cover made by the talented @geminigraphics 😻😻😻

Kalista brown. A girl or should we say a black girl. Was always picked by some people from the start for her chubby body appearance. But since she has some crackhead gang with her. She feels strong. Cause she is strong. In college she and her friends are like known for being a crackhead. Always doing something different and known for going to principal's office for their doings. They always pull each other a prank and give them a dare. But what happens when one day kalista is told to do something very unusual by her friends which might change her life forever. Maxim abakumov. A man from Russia. Known for being the greatest mafia leader ever. He is respected by everyone and if not then there would be a pool of blood. He is the definition of demon. Doesn't gives a fuck about what people think about him. All he knows is that he is Maxim abakumov "The greatest". ---------------------- " Hello my dorogoy." I heard the man come to my side and say it on my ear. I shivered when he let out a breath beside me. " H- hello." I said and bowed to him. This man here radiates an energy that says "run". " Do you know you are the first woman I've ever waited for in my whole fucking life." I gulped hard when I heard him cursing. Oh my god. Oh my god what have I gotten myself into. " Now should we complete what we left that day." I looked up at him shocked only for him to looked down at me smirking. All copyrights © reserved by @darkbeneathlight #1in psycho thriller 23/1/2022 This story contains some abusive, dark and sexual contents. 🔞🔞⚠️⚠️. Please read at your own risk.

All I want to do is make one decision for myself, but that's hard to do when you have parents like mine and have to follow the list. 1: Go to an all-black college 2: Become a lawyer 3: Marry a successful black man 4: Have two children 5: Become a judge Even though I hate that list, I have been following it to the "T". Well, that was until I knocked on the door of the tattooed, long-haired, foul-mouthed, gun-toting, bounty-hunter on a bike. What can I do when he keeps popping up and bringing chaos into my very controlled world.

*A story of death destruction time traveling and love* A 848 viking lord made jarl of his village after his brother the first jarl died in battle leaving him the new jarl an as the new jarl he needs a wife by his side A beautiful troubled kid turned assassin with a love playing cello and a twisted obsessions for swords knives an hand to hand combat An a twist of fate brings them together but forces want to see them apart follow there story

"Do you know how hard it is for me to share you with the world Angel?" He sits on the couch we where just standing in front of. "Every day I have to fight the urge to lock you somewhere only I can get to. Codziennie I have to convince myself to not cut off your legs or sever your spine so that you can walk anymore. So that you are only dependent on me." He talks about hurting me like it is a dream of his he wants to come true. Every day He pulls me onto his lap. I trimble in his arms. He is scaring me. "You talking like that to me makes me want to cut out your tongue. It makes me want to beat all thoughts of you disobeying me from you head." His grip on me tightens but his voice stays the same...calm. He talks to me in a tone that is like he is telling me a story about a princess locked in a tower. His eyes are still focused in on me, but I choose not to look at him. For the first time during our whole conversation he heightens his voice. "Look at me!" I jump up startled. His Russian accent is thick. Chapter Ten Author Book will be getting darker as you read along... Content warning Content contains... rape, murder, torture, non consensual acts, violence, bad language, and domestic violence. Please read at your own risk. I try to update frequently, but I might slip up here and there. This is not edited yet. I do ask that you guys help me by pointing out any mistakes you may notice. When I do write I do type fast and don't usually come back but eventually everything will be edited.

Marcy Denton knows what it's like to be treated differently, having grown up under Jim Crow, so when she meets town outcast Thomas Hewitt for the first time, she resolves to show him the kindness that no one else will. What she never expected, though, was to fall in love with him--a love that is very much illegal. But change is in the air, and for better or for worse, Marcy is determined to have her happily ever after. (Thomas Hewitt/OC) | CW: Period-appropriate racism, Period-appropriate sexism, Period-appropriate ableism; your bog-standard Texas Chainsaw content | This has only been published on Wattpad, AO3, and Inkitt. No AI has been used in the creation of this work. PLAYLIST: https://m.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLr4sx5IxSbCBbpajG9BG3bEMrmK9tbSUm

She was the undesired outcast, who stood out, yet simultaneously blended effortlessly into the background. I could see the panic in her glassy brown eyes as she prayed her way through the crowded hallways. She'd tightly clutch that cross around her neck, full lips whispering, asking her God to spare her from their scornful glares, hateful comments, and the occasional rough-up. Silly girl. Did she not know that he was not listening and he would never save her? Like Jesus, she was the sacrificial lamb. The anxiety-riddled girl would burst through the doors of the school's library with her chest heaving, heart racing, and sweat dripping from her temples. I'd watch her from the shadows as she stored her items behind the check-out counter, preparing for her free period she spent assisting the school librarian. I clenched my teeth, watching her wheel a cart of books throughout the aisles as she cheerfully hummed her Sunday hymnals. She wore a green and blue pinafore dress that fell mid-calf on her shapely body. She attempted to hide that body from me with oversized clothes, but you could never outfox a fox. They spoke pure blasphemy when they labeled her undesirable because I desired Jezebel Holmes in the worst way. Those opaque white stockings our classmates teased her for wearing did nothing but spur countless hours of fantasies. I'd dream about ripping her tights apart, right at her center, revealing her virginal cotton white panties covering her untouched paradise. I'd yank them to the side and taste her fear in her cum. Her stockings would find themselves strangling her neck while I fucked a believer out of her. I would be the one she'd pray to absolve her of her sins. I would be the one she would seek protection from. I would be her guiding light. I would be her God. #1 in Dark Romance #1 in Tainted Love #1 in Preacher's Daughter 1st Place in General Category - Hearts Award