* cannot be read as a stand alone * I hate him. I hate him so much. Why did he have to walk in here and do this to me? Why did he have to walk in here and make me question absolutely everything I had ever known about myself? Why did I have to fall for him? Why did he have to hurt me? Heartbreak is almost an everyday occurrence. My feelings are no longer under my control, and somehow the blame is always being thrown my way in this twist and turn relationship. Time to lock up my heart and throw away the key... If I can find the key.

Without him realizing what was happening, Kathy quickly stepped forwards and sat on his lap with her legs beside him on the large armchair and her naked bottom on his knees. "Is this better?" She whispered softly as her lips touched his ear. Chills went down his spine and immediately he felt the fire running through his veins. She had him in her power and she knew that. "Kathy what are you doing?" His voice was hoarse and emotional. "please don't" he begged her against better judgment and briefly he closed his eyes, enjoying the sensual game her tongue played with his ear and the sensitive skin in his neck. Actually she had wanted to challenge him. Punish him for the fact that he had mixed up her emotions while all he really wanted was to get rid of her, as was evident from his conversation with his mother this morning. But now she felt his fast heartbeat tapping at her breasts and his sweaty face stick to her neck, he worked like a magnet. She didn't wanted him to send her away. She didn't wanted to get up from his lap anymore and leave him behind frustrated. She wants to caress him, kiss him, feel his sweaty skin on hers ... she suddenly realized with sadness in her heart, that all she wanted was the total love story....

On the day of my 18th birthday I found my mate, and almost immediately he rejected me. I snapped that day. And the joke is on him. I fled and he will never be able to take another mate until I accept. One thing is for sure... I will Never Accept Rejection!

My face became corrupt with anger and rage, I may be called evil but I'd never sexually abuse a woman, that's just low, fuck its lower than low. Justin told me what she told them, "well where is she now?" I asked "in one of the spare rooms." I got up as did Justin, leading me to the room. As soon as Justin opened the door to the room I smelled a sweet strawberry sent with a hint of pine hit me in the face like a sack of bricks, when I laid my eyes apon the small girl laying in the bed the words slipped out of my mouth so quick I didn't even realize I said it "Mine!"

"Logan..." I breathed out. Logan pinned me against his wall and his eyes glowed. His wolf is coming out. Crap crap crap. He kissed down my cheek bone till he got to my neck. "Logan..." I let out again. He began to suck on my neck and kiss the place he was supposed to mark. I Let out a faint moan and he started to give me a throaty growl. I run my hands through my hair and he started to breathe rapidly. "You smell so good Ella" he said not parting from my neck. My wolf purred at the things I was doing with my mate right now. "Logan I think we should stop." I said pushing him off a little bit to look into his eyes. "I'm so hungry" he said and his eyes were completely golden. Dang it.

Soul Reapers MC #1 Bear is an enforcer for the Soul Reapers Motorcycle club. With a heart of steel, his alligence is to the club. He does whatever it takes to protect his brothers. When he ends up injured doing just that, he makes a choice that changes everything; a choice that perhaps leads him to find a new place for his heart to rest- with Robin. Robin lives her life for everyone but herself. As an A&E nurse she eats, breathes, and shits looking after others. Never once has she had the time, the thought, or the courage to fulfil her own desires. Until she meets Bear. Robin gets a taste of what it's like to live life on the edge, and she loves every tattooed inch of it. But can they trust each other enough that when the reality of club life strikes, it doesn't tear apart everything that they've worked to build? *** This book is marked mature for strong language, and Mature themes. TRIGGER WARNINGS include: Mentions of drugs, drug abuse, misogyny, violence, sexual assault (not between main characters), and other themes that some readers may find distressing. Please look after yourself and read at your own discretion.

"Say you need me." "I need you." "Say you're not afraid of me." "I-I don't think I'm afraid of you." ----------- There isn't a lot to say about Juliet Knight and the friends she surrounds herself with. There is a hell of a lot of things to say about Virgil Greer, the maybe street fighter with one too many tattoos.

Ingrid Rodríguez A 20-year-old girl who knows almost to nothing of the outside world. Her strict parents made her see what they wanted her to see. They wanted her away from the outside world so much that they put her in online school throughout her entire life. She was too timid and shy to talk back to anyone, which led to years of people walking over her. Her older sister is one of the main ones. Her aging grandmother is the only person who understands what she's going through and desperately wants to take her away from it all. Tristian Locke A 25-year-old tattoo artist who believes his heart is broken beyond repair. His mother, who has experienced painful trauma is now in a state of shock. His father, who is a lawyer, wants his son to get out of the phase he is in so he can have a "real" profession... so it seems. Tristian, in his mind, has disowned his father for the many things he's done behind his mother's back as well as his constant attempts to lure him back into the old ways of their family history involving the Irish Mob. On the outside, Tristian is calm and subtle, but on the inside, he has pent-up anger that he only releases accidentally or while training in the gym. His mother, alone, is the very reason he hasn't completely broken yet and is the source of all his inspiration. Tristian no longer believes in love. His father being the worst example of what love should be, is painted into his mind. He stays away from relationships and women as he wants nothing to do with them until she walked into his shop. ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ " He tattooed his name on my heart " WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT AND EXPLICIT LANGUAGE. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. #95 in Romance - 12/06/17

"...I've never had an orgasm before!" I blurt out, backing away a few steps. He sits up, dark hair ruffled and messy from the fingers I ran through it. His eyes, once wide, slowly darken. "You what?" He breathes. *** Running from a dark past, a girl stumbles into a territory ran by a notorious Alpha. He's cold, dangerous and poisons her, forcing her into his proximity. But she harbours a dark secret, which when revealed to the wrong people, causes her to become tied to the Alpha in an arranged marriage that reveals more about them than anticipated... Including the bond they share when they touch. And the Alpha too has a secret, an obsession. For her. *Completed*

A collection of mature short stories. Every chapter is a short story Erotica. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.🔞🔞🔞 18+ content 🔞🔞🔞 *THE FIRST THREE STORIES ARE TAKEN FROM MY OLDER COLLECTION. I HAD WRITTEN THEM ELSEWHERE AND I WAS UNDERAGE AT THE TIME. SO YOU'LL FIND SOME CONFUSING SHIT THERE. I SUGGEST YOU READ THE RECENT STORIES AND SAVE US BOTH THE EMBARRASSMENT. THANK YOU*