Jakob Laurent was an intensely quiet, no-nonsense type of man. Callan Grant was a sweet, slightly eccentric, small-business owner. ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆ Callan needed to take some extra security precautions, but she could have never predicted that it would come in the form of a tall, brooding, and unbelievably stunning man. A stalker, a bodyguard, three iced lattes per day, and a heap of loungewear. Didn't that sound like the start of something wonderful? ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆

After one broken night, a Mafia Don finds himself stumbling through a massage parlour, drunk out of his mind. But what he didn't know, was that he stumbled upon the most perfect angel he had ever seen. An angel he was determined to claim as his.

"To write is to forget. Literature is the most agreeable way of ignoring life." - Fernando Pessoa. ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* Book 1 in the Loving Series. Elza Hart - New to the city, ready to start her first year of college. She's the epitome of a sunshine girl, kind and loving to those around her. But the only person she can say no to, is him. Lars Alexander - Infamous in the city, ready to fight anyone who looks his way. He's the epitome of a badboy, silent and brooding. But the only person he can say yes to, is her. Elza makes a new group of friends in college where she meets the mysterious Lars, who doesn't talk to anyone. But there's something about him. For the first time she feels she can talk back without punishment. For the first time, she feels safe. All Lars has ever known is fighting and pain. He doesn't talk to anyone, only if he has to. But there's something about her. For the first time he wants to talk and joke around. For the first time, he feels happy. But will Lars and Elza be able to overcome their differences? Will Lars finally open up to someone? Will Elza finally admit she doesn't need to do things alone? ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* The sounds of fists pounding on flesh come to a halt. Cheers from the rowdy crowd become muffled to my ears. I finally got a clear view of Lars. I was in awe of the man before me. He was devastatingly handsome. Rugged and dangerous. I am positive he was the kind of man you were warned to stay away from, yet all I wanted to do was talk to him; he looked like he needed a friend. ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* Started: 8th June 2022 Completed:

FULL STORY ON PATREON- COMPLETED ******** A race of all-male warriors has descended upon Earth. The competition is fierce and claims upon women are permanent...unless you have a right. Ellie will fight tooth and nail to refuse the Varkari from what they deem theirs, but some are cut from a different cloth and know just how to get what they want. At what point is nature stronger than the force of will? ******** I met his eyes again, a fatal mistake, and drowned in the depths of blackness, electricity shooting down my bones, my knees bending slightly. I stared into the predator's pupils as he looked straight through every barrier I tried to put up and analyzed every response of my body. He took one heavy inhale, muscles rippling and expanding over his massive torso, and knew. He fucking knew everything. "By right of First Token, I claim this female as mine." ******** The full story is posted on Patreon with ongoing new chapters, POVs, and a sequel. Updates on Wattpad will be slow, if any. I don't love that Wattpad puts ads between my chapters without compensating (note: I cannot even read MY OWN stuff without having to watch them too). The sequel, Tournament is nearing completion. Does anyone know any good editors?

{The Wattys Awards Shortlist} The Saint's Brotherhood motorcycle club was known all over town, they were ruthless. They were feared, they got their reputation from one member in particular, one member that was so unbelievably intriguing and mysterious, people made legends and stories about him. They didn't know his name, didn't know who he was, where he came from, and they didn't know what he looked like for he wore a mask. The man himself struck fear into everyone he meant, he was the club's personal Devil. But she was okay with him.

Julius Santo was a name that had every human's skin crawling. Most people know of him due to the lethal Mafia he leads, his silver eyes that have watched countless souls fade away, or the sinister scar that crosses his brow. But for Hazel Alexis, Julius Santo was a man of kindness. Someone who was willing to listen to her vent, converse with her, or simply be in her company. Julius was a saviour to Hazel. A hero who guarded, supported, and kept her safe. Hazel Alexis is an innocent, quite oblivious, nineteen-year-old woman. She works as a nurse in a small health clinic, aiming to earn enough money to leave her toxic household, and also spends her weekdays studying at her local college. As her new friendship with Julius evolves, she can't help but fight the overwhelming feelings that develop between them. Obtaining a crush on your best friend could never end well, could it? Every day, the simple things he does drive her deeper into the obsessional crush she has with him. But the hidden truth that remains between the two was the undeniable reality of how their end could possibly be. The mixture of his secret, her obliviousness, and the ultimate reality of it all was bound to cause chaos. What happens when Hazel discovers Julius Santo's true identity? ••• Best Ranks #4 Friendstolovers - March 2022 #1 GrumpyxSunshine - May 2022 #8 Chicklit - May 2022

| REWRITING - UPDATES START SOON| "Do you even know what the fuck you do to me?" Dom questioned lowly as he pressed me against the window. My cheek pressed onto the cold glass as I mumbled incoherently, unable to form any words. The fact that if anyone looked up they would catch sight of us made me feel scared, but my body seemed to disagree as I felt wetness seep out of me and onto my panties. Dom growled, smelling my arousal. "You're a dirty little girl aren't you?" He teased, his huge, rough hand coming up to the back of my neck and holding it, putting pressure on it. My breathing hitched as a little whine escaped my mouth. He pressed his front against my back and my lower tummy fluttered with this unusual, euphoric feeling. His hot breath fanned against my neck. I gasped as I felt something hard poking my butt. "You are so fucking pretty, baby." He whispered, kissing my neck as his hands moved down my body, leaving a fiery trail behind, feeling every inch of me. "So fucking sexy." "Dont you dare compare yourself to any other woman ever again. You are all I will ever want. Only you." He growled possesively. With that, he turned me around harshly and slammed his lips onto mine. ○●○● Azariah Monroe only wanted someone to pretend to be her boyfriend to benefit from the couples-only offer on valentines week at her favourite Cafe, she didn't expect meeting this extremely attractive man who calls her 'mate' or getting kidnapped two days later and seeing the same guy from the Cafe as the leader of the kidnappers, who was, for some reason equally shocked at seeing her. Damiano Roman only wanted to get pack business done while he was passing through an area of town he'd rarely visited, when he caught her smell. After their first encounter he finds himself addicted to two things, one: hot chocolate with marshmallows and sprinkles, and two: her. And he has no plans of letting her go. ♡♡♡

"The Caregiver and the Mob Boss (pt.2)" ❦ Avelina has always cared for those who can't care for themselves. With a baby on the way, and a man who can't stand her, she has to still find a way to put herself first. Adrik cares for Avelina. Avelina cares for Adrik. Caring was never enough for either of them. With unexpected twists, unwanted family reunions, and secrets that keep Avelina and Adrik far apart; it's almost impossible for them to be together. The true test is whether or not their love will be enough to keep them together. ❦ Cover by @eroticcinderella

Copyrighted 2014 #1 in Teens ~In the process of rewriting~ ~CHECK OUT THE REWRITE, its written far better~ Seriously the writing in this one is SO bad. "I will always protect you, Roza." Having a normal childhood was completely foreign to the two polar opposites Rosalyn Summers and Rex Turner. Both grew up with terrible pasts, both lived harsh lives, until now. Rosalyn was always the shy, quiet girl, always. Cliché in a sense, I know, but you can't necessarily blame her. Being forced from the only parent you ever knew as a child, only to end up in countless numbers of foster homes until you were twelve, would do that to anyone. Rose grew up believing that everything was her fault, that she was always the one that needed to say sorry. But not with Rex. Not with the boy she has had a crush on since before her family found her. The boy who swears to protect her at all costs. The boy she has fallen completely in love with. Rex's anger problems always got him into trouble, always. Until the little sweet-hearted Rosalyn Summers came bouncing into his life. He suddenly found himself doing anything he could to be with her, to talk to her, to protect her. It didn't take him long to realize that he had completely fallen head-over-heels for the clueless, adorable, defenseless girl. But with a few bad choices on his part, and the ever present fear of hers', will the people from his past threaten to take her away from him? Or will the people from hers' decide to do that instead? These two soon found out that they aren't as complete opposites as they thought. -Warning: This story has a few possessive, controlling men, sorry if you don't like that. ~follow the instagram page! @day_dream_1011 ~

"I kneel for no one, I submit to nobody, but for you, my love I shall" __ The king of devil's and his little angel Will they be broken apart or will love conquer all? __ ( unedited ) - making changes and slow updates. Sorry :(