Fall into their strong arms or fight the sudden attraction towards you??? That's what April has to decide. The Taylor Twins have always been Aprils greatest fantasy and a fantasy that could come true if she allows it. But when fantasy becomes reality what will she decide. This is a shifter story about Twin Tiger Brother's and their mate. *This Story Contains Mature Content - Recommended for 18+ Heads up to read this story and view restricted material you need to follow me according to Wattpad as some chapters have been restricted.

I started to walk away, but was pushed with my face against the wall. "Obedience. That is what you need." His body was pressed against me, his breath hot in my ear. "Punishment" I could feel the smirk on his lips as he lightly bit my ear; I could hear the strain in his voice, holding back. I heard someone moan and realized it was my traitorous body. ***PLEASE UNDERSTAND THAT I WAS YOUNG AND HAD NO EXPERIENCE WRITING THIS-THE BEGINNING OF THIS STORY IS QUITE AMUSINGLY SHITTY, PLEASE STICK TO THE END WHERE I EVENTUALLY LEARN A THING OR TWO. THIS BOOK IS UNDERGOING EDITING, BUT IT IS IN A DRAFT SO IT DOES NOT AFFECT YOUR CURRENT READING.***

"You belong to me and I'll be damned if I let you get away." or in which an Alpha submits to an Omega Major plot holes

[BDSM] [MATURE] The new teacher was hot like really hot. Her name was Jennifer Hills and unlike any other teacher, she had a secret sexy double life as a Dominant Mistress. Tristan Isaacs, football quarterback and MVP of the basketball team was obsessed with the new teacher ever since he saw her. He had Kristen Harrison dangling beneath his fingers, a girl that boys wished they had and girls wished to be but for him, it was all about Miss Hills and only about Miss Hills. When he found out that she needed a gardener, opportunities arose for him to finally be around her. As their relationship unravels, secrets about Miss Hills begin to surface and in the end, Tristan finds that he must then choose between her or himself. All rights reserved.

In a world where every werewolf is looking for their mate and every relationship is kink related Janine Midnight, Alpha of the Midnight Pack. She's 20 years old and been searching for her mate since she was 17. She's also the most feared and respected alpha in North America. She's also a Mommy Dom Sam Waters, Omega of the Bloodmoom pack. He's the pack punching bag, his only safe space is his room where he regress. Oh yea he's a little/pet. What happens when they are mates? UPDATES ONCE A WEEK

Being the sister of a world famous vlogger gets hard, but every year Lace Carter gets to escape it all at the Harleen Art Camp. This place is her safe haven, the one place where she can truly escape in her art. There's only one problem- Eli Evans; the most annoying boy to have ever walked on the face of the earth. Not to mention he always beats Lace in the annual art competition. But this year, her last, Lace is determined to win and more importantly beat Eli. Too bad Harleen has decided to have partners this year, and just guess who hers turns out to be.

As a gambler's daughter, Frances was resigned to spending her life masquerading as a boy, learning how to shoot a pistol and fight with a sword. Constantly moving from town to town, it was far safer than being a girl. But when her father dies suddenly, she must pack her bags and return to England, to search for the family she has never met. Hoping to find her place at last, the last thing Frances expects is that she will need to continue the masquerade - or risk her life and her heart. A light-hearted regency romance.

Jess is the young mother of a special needs baby, but has no where to go. She's supposed to be taking her baby home from the hospital soon, but doesn't know where home is. Nick is the new nurse on the block, slugged with the worst shifts. He has no time to search for a roommate, so he lets his sister deal with it for him. Neither expected the other. Life eventually settles down, seemingly perfect- for a short while. When Jess is faced with the possibility of losing her baby, to the father who abandoned his child, she needs Nick more than ever. Warning: Sexual Content

*This is a FREE book with PAID exclusive chapters* [The Dad I'd Like to F*ck] "You should be careful," Devin said calmly, bending over to scoop Rory into his arms. "This bathtub can get incredibly slippery." "So I noticed," she said dryly. Mortified, she noticed how erect her nipples were. They stabbed the air like tiny knives of arousal and she was positive that Devin had noticed. "I think I can walk now," she said quickly. To her relief, he set her on the ground and reached for her towel. "This is the second time I'm rescuing you," he said, in that quiet way Rory was beginning to recognise as his annoyed tone. "Let's not make it a habit." Rory tightened the towel around herself, wincing from the motion. "I slipped in the tub. Hardly a rescue." A dirty look crossed his face. "I haven't had sex in two years, Rory. Consider yourself rescued..." He turned to leave "...from me." She was speechless. For starters, this had been the longest conversation she'd ever had with Devin Shaw and, secondly, she was positive that he wasn't as crazy as he let everyone believe he was...

His chest glistened with water droplets dribbling down the glowing bronze skin. Resting, his strong muscular back against the rocks on the lake side, head lulled backwards, onyx eyes closed in utter salvation. "Your spying on me is utterly useless young tulip." Ink eyes opened, resting upon my little frame making me freeze. "What are you thinking? You have got this one chance....run away." He offered his eyes watching my each and every movement like a hawk. "I am a prisoner sire, I have heard stories....tales of how war prisoners are mercilessly butchered if they are caught and I can't afford to die....not yet...I have someone to feed and I will do anything for them." "Anything?" He asked in eerily calm voice. I nodded slowly a lump forming in my throat as my eyes glistened with tears with the scenes of men using my eighteen year body flashed infront of me making me tremble. Water splashed around as he rose to his full height inside the lagoon, his eyes solely focused on me, his feet moving forward, closing our distance altogether. "Azarios" I stiffened, my eyes snapping to his in utter surprise as I heard the name leaving his plump lips. His identity, the name which echoed throughout the dynasty making every living soul shudder. Killer Commander Beast He was the commander of Gladiators. Azarios, the Gladiator of Ambrose. "You will be the bride of mine." "You are my enemy, my contender, the person I hate with everything....every fibre in my soul." she fumed. "Too bad then... you are the person I love with every cell in my body." *No toxic relationship*