With a wife he regrets marrying and children he cherished beyond everything, Sergey moves to a new town in the USA to further the family business with laser focus. At least that's what he thought until his new neighbour Xolani catches his eyes with her beautiful brown skin, big welcoming smile and... soft succulent lips.

Katherine never pictured her life would be this way, being 'sold off' to some uncaring, misogynistic pig who's nothing more than a leech to society. The mid-thirties was a hard time for everyone, but her family seemed to always manage well, no matter what came about, until they fell on some really hard times and had to do what they had to do, in order to survive. They put their lasting trust in a man who made them more desolate than ever and eventually, they had to make the ultimate sacrifice of giving him their oldest daughter (Katherine) as payment. But what happens when one day, a mysterious man comes into Katherine's life and promises her changes beyond her wildest dreams; any and everything she could ever ask for in life. But there's only one problem, he's white.. From self-experience and stories that have been told to Katherine, she knows not to trust white people. The temptation to engaged is risky, but she can't resist this mysterious man with the captivating eyes and the obvious dark secret behind his smile. Will Katherine fall into temptation and give in to him, or will she listen to her instincts and stay away from the dangerously, mysterious man.

As a bet, Alexis Moore took the opportunity to fill out an application for a CEO looking for a wife. She didn't expect to be chosen and she definitely didn't expect the trouble it would come with. Whether it's worth it, is something she'd have to decide. Excerpt: You don't have to stare me down to get what you want," he says. "Is this what you want?" I nod looking at him in those eyes- I couldn't find my voice for some reason, that bitch must have forsaken me. "Words, beautiful." "Yes, Lars." "Open your legs," his gruff voice replies gently. I did what he said without hesitation. He walks into my open legs, my face directly in front of his torso. "Look up at me baby." Don't go chasing waterfalls, listen to the rivers and the lakes like you used to....

Ingrid Rodríguez A 20-year-old girl who knows almost to nothing of the outside world. Her strict parents made her see what they wanted her to see. They wanted her away from the outside world so much that they put her in online school throughout her entire life. She was too timid and shy to talk back to anyone, which led to years of people walking over her. Her older sister is one of the main ones. Her aging grandmother is the only person who understands what she's going through and desperately wants to take her away from it all. Tristian Locke A 25-year-old tattoo artist who believes his heart is broken beyond repair. His mother, who has experienced painful trauma is now in a state of shock. His father, who is a lawyer, wants his son to get out of the phase he is in so he can have a "real" profession... so it seems. Tristian, in his mind, has disowned his father for the many things he's done behind his mother's back as well as his constant attempts to lure him back into the old ways of their family history involving the Irish Mob. On the outside, Tristian is calm and subtle, but on the inside, he has pent-up anger that he only releases accidentally or while training in the gym. His mother, alone, is the very reason he hasn't completely broken yet and is the source of all his inspiration. Tristian no longer believes in love. His father being the worst example of what love should be, is painted into his mind. He stays away from relationships and women as he wants nothing to do with them until she walked into his shop. ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ " He tattooed his name on my heart " WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT AND EXPLICIT LANGUAGE. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. #95 in Romance - 12/06/17

"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.

DISCRETION SERIES - BOOK 4 (spin-off) " Here you are, gentlemen. Let me know if there's anything else I can do for you " God, her voice sounds like she's a damn angel.. almost like she's singing a wonderful song that is, unfortunately, making me uncomfortable in these pants. Snap out of it, Blaine. I looked over at her, and my mouth went dry. Fuck, she was gorgeous. Plump lips, blonde hair in bouncy waves, beautiful eyes, and her smile would make any man sink to their knees. " Sit and have a drink with us, baby.. You're probably tired from working all night.. " One of the men said. She simply smiled " Sorry, not tonight.. I have two other tables to serve men who also have money to spend like there's no tomorrow... so there's no bribing me, unfortunately. " " I see your not one to be bought easily, hmm? " One of the men said laughing with the others, but I remained silent as I watched her roll her eyes and stand with the tray by her side. "Let's just say I like to keep my options open. " She said with a wink. We locked eyes for just a moment before she gave a small smile and walked away. ♚♚♚♚♚♚♚♚♚♚ Blaine Porter. The immature billionaire bachelor has always been carefree and slightly childish in his mannerisms and characteristics. One night at the club, he encounters Maia Dalton. A dance instructor by day and a bartender by night. Working two jobs to pay back her uncle's gambling debts, she has no time for relationships or distractions, not after her previous boyfriend of two years tossed her to the curb. After a one-night stand, the two find themselves drawn to one another and in the midst of gambling, lies, love, and lust, the secrets of his discretion may just tear them apart. Blaine's Spin-Off - CAN BE READ AS A STAND-ALONE, but for more context/background, read books 1 and 2. WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS HIGHLY EXPLICIT AND MATURE CONTENT AND EXPLICIT LANGUAGE. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

Four years ago, Selena Moreau gave her heart to a man she had no business loving. She was a seamstress-young, gifted, and far from home. He was a prince, caught between duty and desire, with promises that tasted like forever. In the quiet shadows of the palace, they shared something soft, something sacred... until the world outside tore it apart. Now, Selena lives a quiet life in the town no one of importance ever visits, raising her son with careful hands and a guarded heart. She asks for nothing. Expects even less. The boy she bore is hers alone, and she intends to keep it that way. But when the newly crowned king returns and their paths cross once more, old feelings begin to stir-and buried truths rise to the surface. Alexander is back... not just in her world, but dangerously close to the one secret that binds them forever. He wants to know his son. He wants to understand what he lost. But after everything he left behind... will she let him in? A story of first love, betrayal, and the slow, aching journey back to one another-where the cost of silence may be the only thing keeping them apart.

This is the sequel to 'His Unwanted Wife' Excerpt ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Get out! There is nothing left between us." Nathan yells. "What do you mean Nathan? We're married." His lips thinned. "My lawyer will be calling you about that." "Nathan." She pleads. "Why are you doing this? This isn't you." "Sabrina." He put a ton of emphasis on her name. "You don't know me, you don't have the slightest clue who I am. That sucker, you knew as a husband, no longer exist. You're going to see who Nathan Alden really is." He picks up the phone and hits a button. "Security, I have a woman here that needs to be escorted out of the building." End of excerpt What could possibly turn Nathan against Sabrina? ~~~~~~~~

"Luci I wanted to-" "Don't f*cking call me that," Lucifer interrupted, speaking in a monotonous voice, whilst staring intently at the marbled floor beneath his feat. "It suits you though!" Dior defended in a giggly tone, but his expression did not change. "I said don't f*cking call me that." "You can even give me a silly nickname if you'd like," she proposed. Silence "Eh, you'll learn to love me one day." Little did she know, he already did. ------------------------------------------------ After the kidnapping and torturing of Dior Delilah Hamilton, the only daughter of the biggest mob boss in New York, Dante Hamilton, her father had no choice but to hire a full-time bodyguard for her, otherwise known as : Lucifer Alistair. Dior Delilah Hamilton Despite how the world has treated her, the contagious smile on her face never faltered. Bringing joy to those around her was her addiction, and the innocent aura surrounding her can never go unnoticed. With 3 older brothers, and a mafia man for a father, she was protected beyond belief. Or so they thought... Lucifer Alistair. His name itself causes the strongest of men to shiver in their boots. And boy did he live up to his name. He'd been let down all his life and learnt to never expect anything from anyone, because everyone will leave you in the end. His mind was set. He was to be a lone wolf til his last breath. Broken, misunderstood, heartless, soulless even, Lucifer could not be fixed. That was until Dior slithered her way into his shattered heart, and vowed to make it whole again. ---------------------------------- I don't own any pictures used in this story All rights reserved, do not copy my work

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