"It is better to be feared than loved" Fanfiction #4 Teen Fiction #13 Copyright © 2013, JustinsAvenger

-UNDER MAJOR EDITING- After celebrating her 18th birthday with her party-maniac cousin at a mysterious and seductive club, Delilah Stone wanders unknowingly into its restricted area. Little did she know, it was a BDSM club owned by the well-known Richard Carter and Jonathan Caine. And that the restricted area she was in was their own personal playroom. Richard Carter and Jonathan Caine have been best friends since birth. They have been sharing everything since their childhood days. Everything from their baby cots to their wealth even to their women. What happens when a young beautiful woman by the name of Delilah Stone stumbles into their arms drunk?

Have you ever met someone that took your breath away? The very sight of them was beautiful, and you just couldn't stand to be a second away from them? They were so far out of your league, but you just couldn't keep away? You wanted to do everything to please them and let them know they mean so much to you? That person to me was Summer Addison. We met by chance, and I fell in love. She was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen, and I wanted to get to know her. The problem? She wasn't exactly who I thought she was. I'm Harry Styles, and this is my story of how I fell in love with royalty. ** For any translations, check my reading list **

When Allisson moves states will she love it or hate it? Justin, the schools richest, baddest, and hottest kid wants Allisson to be his. All he wants is to get in her pants. But he encounters some problems, unlike all the other girls in school, Allisson isn't like them while Justin tries to get at her she plays hard to get. But will they end up sharing secrets and start to fall for each other? Guess we'll just have to find out what happens.

Chelsea Delaney. That's my name. It didn't take me very long to find my mate, but it's not all it's cracked up to be. People say he's incapable of love, incapable of remorse, incapable of good. He has a very dark character. But he's mine, my very own dark mate.

"I can't love you." I whispered softly. For the first time in my life I was scared, because I did love him, but once he found out about everything...He would leave me. I didn't know if I could handle him leaving me. "Just allow yourself to feel me." He whispered. Slowly entering me, he filled me to the brink. He wasn't my submissive, he was my Dominant, the only man I allowed to have full control over me, my body. There were many things that I could revel, but each hard thrust of his body he forced me to take, I relinquished my control to him fully. Because sometimes, it's as easy to take control as it is to give it up. *This focuses on the emotional as well as the physical aspects of BDSM. There will be mature content in most chapters as well as mentions and acts of rape, as well as many others situations that people may not feel comfortable with.

Andrew Crescent was cursed to have the memories of his reincarnation, William Crescent. The Trials, the war, the law, his death. He remembers them all but that's not what he cares about. The only thing he cares about is his mate; the heartless Meredith. After years of searching, he's found her and she's nothing from how he remembers her to be. She's reckless, cares nothing for life, and selfish. The once loving eyes he saw back then were as empty as the dead. That's what almost 1000 years of living does to a person. But Andrew won't give up. He'll do anything he can to be with his mate once and for all. *** Cover By @LifeLustingDreamer ****

"Are you... lost?" Someone asked, her tone impatient. I stopped scanning the room to find the woman behind the voice. I blinked. She had the most luminous blue eyes I had ever seen. Even in the dim glow of the bar they glowed brightly, like her pupils were some type of smooth stone at the bottom of a clear blue ocean. Within her blue there flickered tiny speckles of silver, which gave her an icy, somewhat stony appeal. But it was her slight, lopsided smile that erased any signs of wanting to be alone. No wonder this bar was so popular. "Uh, no," I said, holding up the Help Wanted sign I had snagged from the front window. The woman's cool eyes flickered between the sign and me. She didn't say anything, only looked slightly thoughtful as slender fingers raked through her long blonde hair. "What can you do?" She finally asked, definitely not expecting me to be able to do much of anything at all. She'd be right. "Anything and everything," I answered-lied-instantly, hoping I didn't look too desperate, didn't sound too eager. To be perfectly honest, I hadn't worked a day in my life. My hands were used to weekly manicures not hard labor. But desperate times call for desperate measures. The blonde appeared thoughtful again. Those magnificent eyes gave me a once over, slow and steady. You could see the cogs turning in her head as she considered it. I decided to try and sound more convincing. "I have many skills," I added. Okay, so I stole that from Xena, but I was hoping it worked as well for me as it did for her. The blonde lifted a sculpted brow and the smile was, once again, back on her lips. She seemed amused. Maybe she was a Xena fan? "Alright... I'll start you off cleaning the bathrooms, sweeping the floors, doing the dishes..." Crap.

Sophie Green Is a nerd. Everyone picks on her. There is only one person who protects her and when he is not around they pick on her twice as much. What would happen if her schools most popular jock in the school, takes a sudden like to her? Will she trust him after all the bullying he has done to her? Why is he talking to her? Is it a bet? Or does he really like her? Is that even possible?