"Dad I am to be Alpha! You can't send me to the Navy that's for puny humans!" "Well you will not be alpha if you don't go so...live with it. You need to learn respect, and not just for me and your mother and pack, but women! What will you do when you find your mate and she rejects you because of your late night flings?!" " Well then screw her! I don't want her! I don't want my mate and I never will!!" "Well then let's hope you change your mind in those four years you are gone! Out of my office now! Start packing, your leaving tonight and that's final!" "Fuck you! I'll go but when I return your gone!" .

Sequel: It would be to your benefit to read the first book before this. "Ashton?" My whisper seemed to travel all the way to them because Ashton and Josh both turn to look my way. I hear him shout my name and a couple seconds later I'm being pulled into a chest. "Evie." Ashton says almost breathlessly, as if he's in shock from seeing me. "Let go of me." I spit out, trying to keep the anger in front of the hurt. "I can't." He whispers. "Well you need to. I thought I made it clear last time, we are done." I say heatedly, anger and hurt crashing through me. Ashton closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, "I'm sorry," he whispers, "but I have to." Panic flirts through me, "Have to what?" Ashton leans down and puts his lips against my neck and starts kissing softly. Heat floods through me and chases away any panic, anger or hurt. I feel my body lean into his embrace and can't help but feel like I should never move from his arms. "I'm sorry." Ashton whispers against my neck. Before I can say anything, I feel his teeth against my neck.

I feel his dirty hands touch me once more and move up higher to my thighs. I try to jerk them away but he locks my arms in his hand above my head as a thousand hot tears leave my eyes. No...no...please... I shut my eyes, not wanting to see this face another time. I shudder in disgust as he brings his lips to my neck and starts kissing me. Suddenly, I hear a groan of pain and I get free of his disgusting hands. I don't feel him on me but I don't dare to open my eyes. Another moan is heard again and a punch. I open my eyes and see him kneeling and bleeding. I watch at the boy who saved me and he hits him hard as more blood floods from his lips and nose. It's so dark and my tears don't allow me to see my angel. My savior moves as his fist connects with his face and my angel's hair glow under the moonlight and I stop breathing. Corbyn? The boy falls to the ground unconscious as Corbyn hits him in the jaw for the tenth time. His eyes move to my glossy ones and without any thought, he comes to me and wraps his arms around my body tightly. And just like that, I start crying harder as I bury my head in his neck and tug hard in this shirt. He doesn't say a word, he just pulls me closer to him and leaves me to surrender to this cathartic cry that overwhelms me. My brain stops working and the only word that exists is 'save'. I open my mouth and after so many weeks, the first words that slip my lips between cries and sobs are "You...you saved me" ----- Amelia is a young girl with a simple life and plans for her bright future. After her parent's death, everything she thought she knew will alter. But actually, all that is about to change when a blonde annoying boy will come into her life and break everything she believed into pieces. And who knows even save her and himself...

When I was a little girl, I believed in fairy tales. I believed in princes and princesses and knights in shining armor. I believed in forever and happily ever afters. I was ten when reality hit me. My mom brought the evil home with her and there was no escaping it. That's when I learned that fairy tales were just that: fairy tales. The bad stuff is real, though. The difference is that I now know that the monsters and evil villains don't always wear capes and ugly scars. No: most of the time, they appear normal. I'm drowning in reality, in my life, and I've given up hope that a knight in shining armor will rescue me. But maybe... maybe I don't need a Prince Charming after all. Maybe a knight without the shining armor and a broken smile will be enough to save me. *Please note this is only a five chapter sample of the published book.

Annabelle Gerald gets attacked by a mugger on her way home in New York City. The last thing she was expecting was to be saved... by a complete jerk! Don't get her wrong, Blake is totally gorgeous, but with an attitude to match. He never lets a chance pass him by to drive Annabelle up the wall. But that will all change with time. Is she falling for the hot, saucy Blake? Or is it just her imagination?

#1 in The Boss series WARNING! This is not your typical boss-meets-P.A-and-falls-in-love- with-P.A story. .......................................................... Not all things in life come on a platter of gold, including love and the safety of your loved ones. My name is Florence Steel and you're about to undertake a very long journey through 'My Life'... Are you ready? Fasten your seatbelt and hold on tight... ............................................................. RANKED #157 in Romance as at 13/09/2017

Third and final sequel to The Bad Boy Hit Me In The Face With A Baseball Bat

Flynn Skylar is finally in college. He's now in a long distance relationship with his girlfriend Harley and it seems like they're falling apart. He now has to pick up the pieces of their relationship while trying to help his socially awkward dorm mate Oliver get the girl he believes is right for him. * * * Oliver stared at the Danny. I furrowed my brows and squinted at him then at her. She folded her arms and glared at me. "So you're telling me,"she titled her head," you let your girlfriend go all the way across the country to college and you expect your relationship to last?" "Well...I mean...people do it..don't they?" "And ninety-nine point nine percent of them don't last. You need to get your girl, Flynn-" "Hey,"Oliver smirked at her. "With a face like yours I would never let you go to another country." "Excuse me?,"she squinted at him. I chuckled and looked at the floor, feeling the embarrassment for him. "Oliver." He looked at me. "No,"I looked at him and shook my head. "Why? I mean, she's gorgeous." She had a smirk on her cheek but he had to mess it up. "And with a body like hers-" "Hey,"she frowned. "I am not an object." "But you have curves like one." Embarrassment flushed her face. "I'm sorry,"I sighed. "He's not really good with self expression-" She launched foward to attack him so I stepped in the way. Before I knew it, she had kicked me in the shin with her stiletto heels and walked away. I held my shin and hopped on one leg staring up at Oliver. "Really, man?

Harley Branson is a normal seventeen year old girl in her senior year of high school. Well, if you call wearing black and avoiding people normal. Her life takes a turn when the most popular and wanted boy in school (Flynn Skykar) hits her in the face with a baseball bat and decides to take care of her. * * * "Get off the field!,"I heard one of the guys shout. I ignored him. Danny cheated on me. I had to confront him. He was the catcher so he stooped directly behind Flynn, the batter. "Danny,"I pushed his shoulder. "What are you doing here?,"he looked up at me. Not noticing my tiny presence on the field, the ball was thrown. Flynn, that idiot, swung his bat, knocking me to the ground with one swoop. When I opened my eyes, I thought I was in heaven. The blue eyed angel was knelt down next to me, with his face above mine. "Are you dead?,"he chuckled,"I can give you mouth to mouth if you want?" And with that I got mad.