No one ever wanted Riley Knight: not her father, who made sure she didn't have any part in his or his families life; not her mother, who resented her for virtually everything; nor her step father, who has hated her since before she was born. Not even her own big brothers -- the ones who are suppose to love and protect her no matter what -- wanted her. Or so she thought. Riley is the product of an affair -- well her and her twin brother, Rome, are -- but she never had two parents. See, her father has always had "something against" the female sex and therefore, it is weak in his eyes to have a daughter. So he kept Rome and sent Riley away from the second the twins were born. He is the one responsible for turning his six sons against his youngest child and only daughter and, therefore, chaining her to a life of abuse and neglect. But did he succeed? Following her fathers death 7 years ago, Riley's brothers have taken a bigger interest in her and her quality of life, ensuring it was up to par. But all is still not perfect among the Knight siblings. Will Riley finally find her solace among her big brothers? Will they find out about the horrors she faces on a day-to-day basis? Can this family ever become one again ... or do the scars run too deep?

Joleen hopes to forget everything on the fringes of space. Even if she decided to turn back home, everyone who knows her back on Earth will be dead, and that's probably for the best. There are only three others on the all-but abandoned space station, but they don't ask too many questions, so Jo settles down for a long, quiet life drifting in the stars. Until an unadvised manned mission brings back an alien in the form of an obsessive, instinct-driven demon. None of them are trained for this. Note from the Author: For those who don't know, I am not a sensitive noob when it comes to criticism. How to handle criticism and, more importantly, how to use it is something they teach you in college as well as something you figure out when you're studying writing. So, if you lot have anything to point out, such as plot holes or 'this loser's character makes no sense, destroy him,' please let me know. I appreciate your feedback. For reals. Or is it fo shizzle?

"𝑯𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒎𝒆. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒊 𝒎𝒐𝒂𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇." I was born untouchable. The spoiled, sharp-mouthed daughter of one of the most feared men in the city. The girl draped in designer clothes, guarded by killers, with a last name that makes people flinch. And one day? This entire empire will be mine. But until then, I'm content breaking rules, causing chaos, and driving the men my father hires to protect me absolutely insane. And none of them hate me more than Elias Cross. My personal bodyguard. Six-foot-four of brooding, dangerous sin in a suit. Paid to protect me. Forbidden to touch me. I can see it in the way his jaw clenches when I tease him. In the way his cold stare darkens when I push too far. It was forbidden for him to touch me & for me to seduce him. It started as a game. A wicked little power play between a spoiled mafia brat and the man sworn to keep her in line. Now, it's spiraling into obsession. Stolen touches. Dark threats. And possessive promises whispered in the dark. Some men protect you from monsters. Some are the monsters. And Elias Cross was mine the moment he laid eyes on me.

Astrid is running from a monster, the man who kidnapped her and forced her to breed his heirs. But she's escaped his clutches. Finding herself fleeing across countries with heavy baggage she finds her self dropped on the compound of the Viking Warriors by a glorious stroke of fate. Vidar has always dreamed of finding his Goddess, his other half. But what will he do when he finds out his destined other half has more than he ever bargained for. Will the great Vidar finally find love, or will Astrid fail in finding him? Read to find out... I can't move swiftly enough as I drop down to my knees to pick her up. Gazing at her face, I loop one arm under her knees, the other over her back. She's as cold as death, and barely conscious. Her pale grey eyes gaze at my with a strange combination of trust and terror. I gently pull her closer to me. "Shhh love, I got you now." "L-Liam..." Her voice shudders and her lips tremble, the cold has seeped through into her bones, and she's so tiny anyway she must be permanently cold. Walking towards the car for the baby I pull her closer to my chest. She's now flitting in and out of consciousness, but, as I hold her closer- hoping my body can give her some warmth- I feel the bump, small and distinct. Panic grips me. She's pregnant? But that baby can't be more than 9 months? In her white T-shirt I can see the bruises and cigarette burns littering her pale skin. Whatever has happened to her is beyond awful. But I'm here now. I've got her.

-COMPLETED- The world has fallen silent. The streets are no longer safe, especially for women. They vanish in the night, taken by unseen hunters with human faces and merciless intent. Iris, barely in her twenties, knows one thing for certain: survival means staying hidden, staying ready to fight. But when danger comes from every shadow, alien and human alike, how far will she go to protect what's left of her world? In a relentless game of trust and betrayal, every step could be her last.

NEW STORY (+18) Highest Ranks: 1# Villain 31/01/2024, 3# Fiction 15/01/2024 #SteamyAdventure #EvilLove #SoulMates# There was a long-forgotten time when all the beasts roamed the Earth, humans hid underground and evil reigned. Until the heartless monsters were all cursed -- with soulmates. May all of you find your heart soon enough, May you learn of warmth and joy, Until then, hold your evilness and your breath. ******* Odette is ready for the Run, expecting to fulfil her duty and returning to her father and brother. After all, nothing happened if one stayed on the assigned path, right? Little did she know, her presence would awaken a malevolent power that had been asleep for centuries. ******* Huge, regal, equipped with wings and horns that pierce the dark skys, Zerberus is the Lord of all winged and un-winged cold-blooded beasts. He had been asleep for too long, waiting for his heart, now that he has been awakened he is ravenous.... ******* Brace yourself for a wickedly fun tale filled with steam, banter, and a heroine navigating her newfound position alongside her Dragon Lord. If you're ready for a fast-paced fantasy romance that defies expectations, dive into this story of love, danger, and pure villainy! Long live the villains!

𝗕𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝗳𝗲 =========================== He walked in and locked the door. "The only time you talk in this whole fucking week is to a little boy?" He walked towards me and started to remove his blazer and undoing his pants. "What are you doing?" I asked strongly yet I was internally trembling. "Fucking you" And with that he grabs me, turns me around, grabs my hands and pushed me down the table behind me. Before I could process, he lifted my dress, and in a second his dick entered my surprisingly wet pussy. He wasn't sweet at all. He was harsh and I tried to not moan so that I don't embarrass myself in front of others and so that he doesn't hear a voice from me. "The way people looked at you pissed me off so fucking much" I held on the table sides as he was ruthless on his thrusts and I started to cry at the pleasure and humiliation that was building up. "I just wanted to remove everyone's eyes" he said and I cried more. His thrusts were so hard that my legs lifted from the floor and were in air, my pussy was at the mercy of his dick. He bends over me and I felt a tear in my dress. He removed my hair from the back, and whispered, "Scream out loud, don't hide those pretty little moans from me, let others also know to whom does this pussy belong to" ======================== ||FAST PACED BOOK||

Book One in the 'Beautiful' Trilogy. Aria Valenti thought she'd buried her past the day she walked out of New York. Now she's back - older, wiser, disguising secrets, and still haunted by emerald blue eyes that once promised her the world and destroyed it. Dominic De Luca is no longer the reckless boy she loved. He's the Don. Cold. Ruthless. Untouchable. With blood on his hands. But when their worlds collide again, secrets ignite, and enemies circle closer. She's the only weakness he can't afford, yet the one thing he can't seem to let go. A story of love, betrayal, and the kind of passion that can burn a city to the ground. ******************************************* Rankings: #1 under #badboy (06/02/2021) #1 under #action-adventure (29/11/2020) #1 under #sexy (20/11/2020) #1 under #truelove (16/10/2020) #1 under #action-romance (02/10/2020) #1 under #gangleader (23/09/2020) #2 under #gangster (24/06/2020) #2 under #secrets (20/06/2020) #2 under #badboy (09/06/2020) #1 under #mafiaromance (28/05/2020) #1 under #stronglanguage (28/05/2020) #1 under #sexy (16/04/2020) #2 under #lust (27/04/2020) #1 under #truelove (10/02/2020) #2 under #mafia (10/02/2020) #1 under #action-adventure (19/02/2020) #1 under #shooting (19/02/2020) #1 under #badboylovestory (19/02/2020) #1 under #mafiaromance (10/2019)

Nina's darkest fantasies are written across the pages of her hidden diary, a collection of desires most wouldn't dare to speak aloud. But one stands above all the others- her fetish with being impregnated. She dreams of the moment a real man will claim her fully, pushing deep inside her and flooding her womb with his seed. The thought of her body swelling with life, her belly growing rounder with every passing day, drives her to the edge. It's not just one fantasy; she had many scribbled down- her ultimate cravings, ones she's desperate to make a reality.

For two years, the Black Widow laid dormant. Everyone presumed she was dead. That was the biggest mistake of their lives, because in the end, it led to their deaths. ------------------------------ Two years ago, Alessia Accardo or better known as the best assassin and street fighter in the world, the 'Black Widow', had been presumed dead. But was she? Thanks to the help of her true family, she was able to fully leave behind the household that truly led to her life to be shaped the way it is. She was finally set free the day she turned 18 and was able to leave the name behind that held her restrained for years, 'Accardo', and instead took on a new name that truly replicates how powerful she truly is, 'Alarie'. Completely oblivious to knowing Alessia still remains on this planet, the Accardo family set out to seek revenge on their biggest rival, who led to Alessia's death, while still grieving to this very day. Everyone believed the 'Black Widow' to be long gone or presumably dead but as Alessia says: 'Don't ever count out someone who never died to begin with.' BOOK ON HOLD-