Amira Willis had her heart shattered and her future stolen when her ex cheated. Done with waiting for a man to build the family she craves, she takes matters into her own hands. A single visit to a fertility clinic, and her dream of motherhood is finally within reach. She's ready to do this alone. Preston Rutherford is a god in a suit. As a billionaire mogul, the world bows to him, and women are merely a distraction. He donated to a fertility lab years ago on a whim, forgetting it ever happened. Their worlds collide when a routine company event reveals a shocking truth. Amira, his employee-and his former friend's ex-is glowing, curvaceous, and undeniably pregnant. A pregnancy that sets Preston's blood on fire with a possessive desire he's never known. But his world shatters when he discovers the impossible: the secret donor she used... was him. He didn't plan on a baby. He didn't plan on her. But now that he knows, he'll stop at nothing to claim what's his. Both of them.

Vampires; I'd only ever heard stories about them, never had the privilege of meeting one in person. The rules that had been enacted and enforced by the human faction's government, run by my father, forbade that anyone venture into the southern forests. And so, we humans went on with our daily routine, no one daring to spare the cursed forests even a single glance. What I had not anticipated, was that, a mistake foolishly made by my own father; the breaking of a blood covenant, would effectively result in me coming face-to-face with the head of these nightly creatures; the one and only hybrid. And this volatile man, was the epitome of darkness, and the embodiment of death... ALL CONTENT WITHIN THIS BOOK IS PURELY FICTIONAL AND WORKS OF MY IMAGINATION. MY BOOK IS NOT FOR PUBLIC DOMAIN!! ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. COPYRIGHT ©️ By Rachael Abeauty. THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT, INTENDED FOR 18+ AUDIENCES! COVER MADE BY ME, THE AUTHOR...

Sienna Washington has an amazing interview at a Fortune 500 company, Richter Financial. This job could change her life. Blaze Richter is the 38 year old CEO of Richter Financial. He has everything a person could wish for, but his past threatens his future. Sparks will fly between them, but Blaze's actions will break Sienna to her core. Unbeknownst to him, someone has been waiting to give him the same punishment. THESE ARE MY ORIGINAL THOUGHTS. PLEASE DO NOT COPY. (MATURE)

Stunning and newly divorced, Jade Abara is living a peaceful life happily avoiding the male species to the best of her ability. But due to her circumstances and catching the eyes of two handsome strangers, things are about to change.

I gripped the pan and smacked the figure twice on the head when I saw the shadow. "Ow why are you doing that?!" I heard him groan. For good measure I smacked him two more times. " Am I supposed to just let an intruder wander through my house?" I huff. " That's fair" he lets out a laugh. The longer I stared at him the more I realized he wasn't human, more like a shadow. "What do you want?" I asked. I don't know why I was making conversation and not telling him to get out. "Oh yes okay, the blows to the head threw me off" he laughed. "I'm here to collect your soul" he smiles. "I'm not dead" I inform him. He comes close and I move back, "oh sorry this must be weird let me change into a form better suited for this plane". In minutes he was a tall pale man with black hair and red eyes. "What do you think?" He gives me a twirl.

"ꜰᴜᴄᴋ ᴍᴇ ʀᴀᴜʟ" ɪ ᴡʜɪꜱᴘᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ᴀᴛ ʜɪᴍ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴍʏ ʟᴀꜱʜᴇꜱ. Angel's life has been quite a roller coaster ride since she graduated with an exceptional degree from one of the finest schools in her hometown. Securing employment proved to be challenging, and her responsibilities as the primary provider for her small family added to her burdens. She had to support her brother's education as well as cover expenses for her mother's medical condition. She resorts to becoming a stripper out of desperation, ensuring her religious mother remains unaware of her shameful occupation. Her life takes a surprising twist when she is presented with a great chance to become an actress. The main male character, Raul D'Amano, is incredibly attractive and despite being married, the protagonist cannot help but feel drawn to him. ✩░▒▓▆▅▃▂▁𝐇𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 '𝐬𝐢𝐧' 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐑𝐚𝐮𝐥 𝐃'𝐀𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞.▁▂▃▅▆▓▒░✩ Highest ranking ✍ #1 in spanish #1 in squirting #8 in affairs #1 in Angel #1 in matureaudience #1 in home wrecker #1 in Dominance #3 in sexualfrustration #2 in billionaire #5 in affair #3 in cheating husband #1 in temptation #1 in forbidden #1 in lust

His hands were stained with blood. Mine trembled from the keys I'd just played. The studio door slammed behind him. The silence in the soundproofed room enveloped us. His molten, unblinking eyes traced my sweat-slicked skin. I should've been afraid, but fear had long since learned to live beside arousal. "You know what your voice does to me?" He rasped, stepping forward, every inch of him coiled and predatory. "Tiberio..." I whispered, unsure if it was a warning or a plea. He didn't stop. His fingers tangled in my hair, and then his mouth crashed onto mine-hot, brutal, claiming. I gasped as he backed me against the grand piano, the sharp edge digging into my spine while his hips pinned me in place. "I hear you sing," he growled against my mouth, "and I want to ruin you." "You already did," I gasped, my nails digging into his shirt, into the muscle beneath. "No," he hissed, slipping his hand between my thighs. "That was foreplay." His touch was possessive-ruthless. There was no tenderness in the way he lifted me onto the piano, no apology when he tore the buttons of my blouse open one by one with a patience that made me ache. "Everyone listens to your voice," he said, pressing his mouth to my throat, "but only I get to make it scream." His tongue traced down the column of my neck, his fingers dipping beneath my panties like he had every right. And maybe he did. Maybe I gave it to him when I let him back me into the shadows. When I stopped singing for freedom and started singing for vengeance. I moaned his name again-broken, breathless. And he smiled against my skin. "That's it, soloista. Sing for me." And I did. With no mic. No stage. Just his hands, his mouth, and the devil's rhythm pounding through my pulse. ***** A novel steeped in lust, betrayal, and twisted love-where every note she sings brings someone closer to their ruin.

What is real love, truly? What does it mean to be deeply and genuinely loved by someone? Deep down, I long to understand the true essence of love. Will I ever have the chance to experience it, or will my fear of betrayal hold me back, causing me to turn away from love once more? Serenity Rose, a stunning 25-year-old veterinarian with a heart as kind as her smile, never imagined the day would shatter her world. Checking in on her boyfriend, Ethan, she stumbles upon an unforgivable sight: Ethan tangled in bed with her sister, Fiona. As if the betrayal wasn't devastating enough, Ethan twists the knife further, breaking up with her that day. Crushed and desperate to escape, Serenity flees to the one place that has always brought her solace-her work. But fate intervenes as she speeds toward the familiar comfort of her clinic. She discovers an injured wolf in the middle of the road, its piercing eyes filled with pain and mystery. Little does Serenity know, that this chance encounter will unravel a series of events that will change her life forever.