Ava, an innocent small-town girl, gets sucked into the world of underground fighting when she catches the eye of Shawn Michaels, the irresistibly hot reigning champion. ***** Ava McAdams isn't sure what to expect when she moves to Boston for college. Her sheltered upbringing leaves her exposed to a harsher world, and one complicated male in particular -- Shawn Michaels, the tattooed and intimidating underground fighter who is nothing like anyone she has ever met before. But is falling for him worth the risk of knowing she might lose him every time he enters the ring? [word count: 100,000 - 150,000 words] Cover designed by Ren T

I didn't mean to let jealousy take over, honest, but Lexie egged me on and I just thought, fuck it. I was certainly rewarded for my efforts with a kiss that weakened my knees and fired me up in a way I've never experienced. I was close to giving all the bikers a good show on this bar but he pulled away before I could commit to my dirty fantasies. His words settle my nerves but tighten my thighs and stomach, his dominance proven in his demands and the kisses he gives me. He takes complete control and I let him. I haven't had many sexual relationships but in all of them I control the situation, socially and sexually. With Roman I'm willing to succumb to his orders because I know I can trust him. "Are you staying at mine tonight?" I ask about twenty minutes after our make out session concluded, after which I just sat on his lap and we flirted playfully. "Is that an invitation?" He tickles my side and I squeal slightly, smacking his hand away. "Take it as you please." "I'm gonna take it how I please." He whispers in my ear, his lips brushing against it causing a shiver to rush through my body. My stomach and thighs tighten again and I'm very willing to take him up on the offer.

Previous title: The Fighter When Hawk and Hazel meet on a plane, they made a deal. Tell all, no judging, make out afterwards, and they will never see each other again. But when they are thrown together after the flight and learn that they live not two hours away from each other, the deal changes. "So, here's the thing," he started in a rough voice. She swallowed and now it was her turn to inspect his lips. "You think I'm hot. I think you're smoking hot. Why be bored when we both know that we could spend the next four hours releasing this crazy sexual tension that'll only build." Copy rights and credit to NicoleKristy

Last year, Ella Grace was beaten half to death by her sister and her friends, while her brother watched. Her two siblings went onto a summer trip, leaving her behind. She took that time to change herself, to lose the weight, to clear the acne, to look "perfect" in her eyes. Blake Zane is the bad boy but he's not your typical bad boy, since he's also the captain of the football team and the bestfriend to the bestfriend to Ella's older brother. He's a bad influence yes, but he's had his eye on Ella for a while now. Now that Ella has completely changed, what's going to happen? Will Ella and Blake become that "typical cliche" couple? What's going to happen when her older siblings come back from their vacation and find out she tried to kill herself and that she's changed? ***NEEDS HEAVY EDITING*** ***FAST PACED*** #1 in Twins - August 26th, 2018 #5 in Teen - May 21st, 2019 #5 in Watty2018 - August 27th, 2018 #6 in Badboy - August 27th, 2018 #7 in Highschool - August 27th, 2018 Cover made by Haley Horror, thank you birdie.

#1 IN SHORT STORY COLLECTION (3/21/20) #1 In DealWithTheDevil #5 in Teenager #7 in Devil (As of 7/04/2018) Every touch on your skin is hot, burning even, like it'll evaporate you if you take even one more. He has you pinned against the wall and is scanning your body with his now glowing red eyes. They only glow for two reasons- for anger, and for desire. "Didn't you always read in stories that I'm a master of temptation? Of manipulation?" He breathes lightly against your neck, tilting your head by the wad of hair he's now twisted around his finger. Your heart races against his body as you realize once again the deal you've made. "I never believed in that stuff," you squeak out an answer in between pants. His servants knock on the door, and with a snap, he locks it tight. You feel one of his fangs trace the thin of your skin and you jolt. He smirks. "And yet you saw the unbelievable and still dealed with me. You brave, sexy little thing," He picks you up by the thighs and walks you to the bed that he's now snapped a black comforter onto before throwing you onto it. Just as you catch your breath, chains appear around your ankles and wrists as he traces kisses up your shin. You watch him crawl up your thigh just before catching a glimpse of the tribal pentagram on your hip that glows the closer he gets to it. "You're mine now, Kaya." WARNING: This story is HOT! SEXY SCENES AND Vulgar language, and a steamy, STEAMY relationship between a demi-demon and Lucifer himself. Viewer discretion is advised.

"Stop it, Dax." I wouldn't meet his eyes, I couldn't. His hot breath trailed up my neck, his soft lips ghosting over the exposed flesh. He chuckled when my back arched involuntarily, my cheeks flaring hot and pink. "It's Officer Rivera, to you." His deep voice rasped quietly in my ear. "Besides, you don't want me to stop, Princesa." "If you don't stop, I'll-" "You'll what?" He interrupted, smirking against my jawline. "Call the police?" Jane Kingsley is a Veterinary Medicine major at the University of California-Davis. If she isn't at school, she's either working or lounging around the house she shares with her best friend, Vivian Tyler. Everything in Jane's life was getting back to normal, almost boringly average. But then Officer Daxon Rivera moves in next door. Flirty, sexy, and a total asshole: Officer Rivera is everything Jane wants to stay away from. But can she? -Mature Content within- Ranked #32 in Romance [2-1-2018]

She was a piece of Heaven he wanted to own. And he, was the flames of Hell she wanted to tame. "You must be tired." The unparalleled face softens with an indulging smile, and I nod hastily like a chick pecking at grains. My reason, wisdom, and rationality became words of a foreign tongue when the fingers tangled amongst my hair trail down to my cheekbones, the caresses like the fine strokes of a paint brush that gave colour to my skin. "But next time." His eyes of hellfire narrows, reflecting the features of a iolite-eyed mortal, and crimson lips pull back over sharp canines. "I might not be as easy to tame." ■What happens when the greek god of the Underworld becomes the 'Grumpy Patient' to a kind hearted mortal, burdened by a curse untold, and a gift unrivalled.■ Slow burn ♡ Update schedule : Every 2 days ◇ #1 - Mythology, #3 - in fantasy, #4 - Humor

♦ FIRST DRAFT ♦ **************************************************************** "Shh." He whispered into my ear. But, I couldn't. My chest was heaving and my heart was pounding a mile a minute. And it didn't exactly help that I had a gorgeous six-foot-something guy pressed up against me. "Where the hell is she?!" Someone shouted. They sounded so close. Breathing was getting harder to do. My hands fisted tighter in the sides of his shirt. I could hear their feet crunching the gravel a few feet away. "Shit." He muttered. "I'm in the light." My back was pressed against the brick wall and he was pressed up against me. He stepped impossibly closer. I really thought I was starting to lose my shit. He looked down at me. "You gotta calm down." "I can't." I whispered, shaking my head. I looked up at him, my breathing becoming louder. The crunching was probably thirty feet away. Something flashed in his eyes when we heard the feet coming around the corner. I think I was about to pass out. Then, he grabbed both sides of my face and pressed his lips against mine. **************************************************************** When 21-year-old Harley Davidson moves to Evansville with her ex-biker father, she hopes that it can be the fresh start that they both need. A new house. A new job. Maybe even a new guy. But, you can't just leave a biker club without telling anyone... Harley's father, Joey, didn't exactly leave the club the way you're supposed to. Now, his old biker buddies are coming around with one thing on their minds: Revenge and Retaliation. And they may have just found her. **************************************************************** I started this in 2013 and left it for 6 years with only 5 chapters. I started it again in early 2019, so the writing style changes drastically. So, please power through the first 5 chapters! It gets much better!

"Oh luke!" i moaned out clutching his shoulder blades in my nails drawling a bit of blood. he growled out a grunt as he thrust harder and faster into me. the experience was mind blowing... him the devil was making me feel so good! "Faster!" i moaned wrapping my legs tighter around him. his hands that were besides me grew nails and dug into my blanket leaving holes but i didnt care at this point. i felt like a balloon that was ready to pop and with each hard thrust he gave brought me closer to the edge, one that i would gladly fall off of. in a way it was so wrong but it felt so right. "Go on fire!" i growled out holding him closer to me. without a passing second he erupted into flames and the red and orange flames surrounded us like a blanket. it licked across my skin but didnt hurt me, thanks to the mark. i could feel the blankets and pillow turn to ash but couldnt find the effort to care. soon i cried out his name as my orgasm hit. it was like nothing he has ever done to me before. he gritted his teeth together as he continued on keeping me on this high. i could tell he was long over due but he was holding back so i could enjoy this. finally he exploded into me and we panted relaxing. his fire went out along with the pillow and blankets. he sucked on my neck as my eyes slid shut. ____________________________________________ i didnt mean to save him, i didnt mean for the things to turn out how they did but they did. when i first saved him i was only doing a good deed but that deed also banished me from ever going to heaven. i was welcomed to hell becuase the man i saved was the devil in cat form, and i just gave him a ride.

Viviana Michaels is a bad ass. She is an ex marine sniper who was forced to retire. She is now a homicide detective who hunts down serial killers. The weight of the deaths and the PTSD she suffers from becomes unbearable sometimes. When it gets bad and she needs a distraction she goes to Pulse, a BDSM club a city over. She doesn't do relationships because of her job but what does she do when two men worm their way in her life and into her life? My promises: A lot of sex, a lot of drama, constant updates. 18+ please. There will be MM and MFM, there will also be cussing. Book 1