Kingston Ash has been obsessed with Sienna Abelli for over a decade. Ever since he laid his eyes on her when they were 5, the sociopath has known he wanted Sienna to be his. Leaving her notes, flowers, and sneaking into her room repeatedly for the past 17 years has caused Sienna to hate him. Kingston comes from an elite mafia family. He is known for his sociopathic ways, resulting in him being one of the most feared and cruel men alive. When his family wants him to settle down and marry somebody, he knows the only hand he will accept is Siennas. Forced against her will, Sienna's family hands her over to Kingston in an agreement for money. After he agrees to fight to the death for her hand in marriage, Sienna soon realizes just how much Kingston is willing to do for her. Once Kingston gets his hands on his precious Sienna, he knows he will never let her go.

(LEAVING SOON) (June 20th) while running away from home, a Nobel girl finds herself in debt to a mysterious pirate captain who refuses to let her walk away without paying up. unfortunately for her she has no money or valuables to sell, only herself. with little to no choice, she accepts the pirates' offer of satisfying his dark desires in return for letting her go free and forgetting she ever owed him anything. little does she know she's bit off more than she can chew when he states he wants more than just one night of pleasure. and after passing out and waking up on his ship? well, let's just say things may have gotten a bit out of hand, especially when she discovers the captain's little secret... (THIS IS UNEDITED CURRENTLY)

𝗦𝗵𝗲'𝘀 𝗮 𝗽𝘀𝘆𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗼𝗴𝗶𝘀𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹𝘀. 𝗛𝗲'𝘀 𝗮 𝘁𝗼𝗽-𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹. She is an innocent girl who believes in good. He is a cold-hearted man who wants revenge. Valentina is human. Francis is a monster. - "Miss me my love?" he said softly but with a twisted smile. "Get away from me!" I yell and he instantly stops, regret filling his eyes. "Don't come any closer." I snap but he didn't listen and stepped closer making me cower even further back. Finally, my back hit the wall and he stopped inches away from me. I stare him in the eyes and see hurt and pain. I wanted to be strong, not be afraid of him, but I was. Because I knew that I was still in love with him. "I'm not letting you go." - 𝗗𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗹𝗮𝗶𝗺𝗲𝗿: -The love interest has wings (literally) -This story used to be named 'Cursed with Wings' but has changed

Known for their beauty, the Campbell sisters have many men vying for their hands, but as Lady Emma was the eldest, she was to become Laird of Castle Campbell. She was the most sought after for any man to marry her would one day help her rule the Campbell Clan. After her shocking kidknapping and many months of searching, Laird Campbell, his lady wife and their other two daughters mourned the daughter and sister that they loved with all their hearts. Sir Andrew McKenna, heir to the McKenna Clan was the eldest of fours sons. He was a trained and hardened warrior, his Da was grooming him to take over as Laird one day. He fights with strength and power, he commands attention and is given it. Gone was the hardended warrior the day he found Lady Emma, brutally beatened, raped and left for dead. He became gentle and caring. He vowed he would protect the lass with his body, but he never expected the lass would go straight to his heart.

In the era where swords rule, where women consider their modesty their greatest virtue. Where a man would kill to find his wife warming another mans bed, a time when women would consider it the greatest of adultery or fornication to warm a bed other than her husbands. A time when an honorable man guards his gaze, for his gaze is solely for his wife alone, as well as his heart. He's feared, ruthless, cold, heartless, manipulative, cunning, a rake. Or so they assume... She's beautiful yet silent, not by a defect, she simply dislikes to mingle with gossip.Yet she has emotional scars that no one sees behind her smile, but a few. Cover by @forcade

✧𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 '𝐑𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐬𝐢𝐱𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧'✧ (18+)(; -Book #1 of the (Psycho series) ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• "Fuck," Soren whispers under his breath, he licks his lips and watches me like I'm not real. "Can I-" he stretches out his arms but I don't let him finish his sentence because I jump onto him like a little kid after her daddy comes back from work. His arms brace me hard and I take and feel every moment of that hug we share. I think it lasted longer then I intended it to but I don't regret anything about it. His scent, his arms and the way he's holding me so tightly like he's trying to memorize this for later. "Oh fuck, I love you," he mumbles into my hair and deep into my neck. Tears stream out of me, a lot of different emotions mix up into my system and I just can't help but cry out of happiness of finally getting to hug him and talk to him so close like this. "Don't cry baby, I got you now." He rocks me in his arms like I'm his little baby and takes me to his uncomfortable looking bed. I get why he did that, maybe I am so heavy that he can't keep me up for so long. I pull back and try to get off him but he doesn't allow me to do that. "You're staying right here, Iris." He wraps his arms around me securely and that makes me smile finally. "There's my pretty wife," he says and as if I wasn't already smiling big that got me smiling ever harder. Fuck his charm. #1 in leaders

An Alternate Universe fan fiction starring Dylan Wang and Shen Yue. Would you defy family and tradition for love? All rights reserved. No part of this text may be produced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise without the prior permission of Natalie Kombe. All characters in this publication are fictitious and any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. I do not own any of the pictures. Credit to the Real Owners.

"So goddamn tiny," He muttered to himself, making a blush rise to Freya's cheeks. "I am not," She defended herself quietly. "You're just huge." ~🎀~ Freya Karol was the epitome of innocence. She was small, sheltered, and fiercely protected by her millionare father. Going out after 8pm was a no. Drinking alcohol or doing drugs was a no. Skipping school without reason was a no. And boys were a big no. But if there was one thing that attracted Falcon Anders, it was innocence. ~🎀~ "All the synonyms of perfect. This book is absolutely beautiful, the plot, the writing and the characters are so addicting. Literally fell in love within reading the first paragraph of the book. I honestly truly hope you update more often, because you're very talented and this book is literally beautiful💙" - Najma Copyright © 2019 N.E. Lorimer All rights reserved.

Part vampire. Part demon. Part werewolf. He's the most feared creature out there. His name alone causes people to tremble with fear. I didn't know him or any of his kind existed until recently. Imagine my surprise when I find out that I'm his mate. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I'm bad at descriptions so please just give my book a try. It's my first one.

Legend says a beast like no other was sent from the depths of the underworld to conquer and destroy all life on earth... stories of the evil and monstrous creatures roamed throughout the lands. Tales were told to children about a dark forest that must never be ventured for the creatures within will devour whatever is in its sights ruthlessly. He was a beast but he was not cursed as one he was created as one. He could transform into a vicious monster; he had large wings that allowed him to sore through the sky along with incredible strength and speed that strikes fear and death into anyone before him. He stood nearly 7 feet tall with large rippling muscles making him appear larger and even more frightening in his beast form. He could transform from a beast to a human. He was feared. He had power. .... She was soft and gentle. She walked with grace and elegance. Her kindness would melt the heart of any evil and her beauty was like no other. She was the most gorgeous woman he had ever seen. And the beast wanted her. "P-please... don't hurt them" I shakingly stood in front of the petrified young children. "You do not worry about yourself?" He spoke, and his deep and dark voice sent shivers down my body. "Please they are just children they don't mean no harm" his eyes held adoration and something else. "What's your name...." "Elaine"