Obsession by E.L. Beth Miranda Branford never imagined her life would be reduced to chains, shadows, and the cruel grip of a man who finds pleasure in her pain. Kidnapped and caged, she's stripped of freedom and left at the mercy of Alec DeAngelo-a dangerously beautiful man with demons darker than night. He claims her. Not for ransom. Not for revenge. But for desire. Alec had buried his urges long ago, locking them away behind power and control. But Miranda... Miranda awakens something feral in him. Her innocence, her defiance, her trembling submission-she becomes the drug he never intended to crave. The more he punishes her, the more she aches for him. The more she aches, the more he unravels. As obsession spirals into a twisted bond neither of them can sever, the line between torment and pleasure blurs. But in a world built on dominance and addiction, what happens when the captive begins to fall for her captor... and the captor realizes he may never let her go? Dark. Addictive. Consuming. Obsession is a gripping tale of carnal desires, blurred morality, and the dangerous kind of love that thrives in the dark. WARNING: This is an adults only book, it contains material of forced sex and submission.

After four years and her first heartbreak, Aria never wanted to see the man she remembers as Xander ever again. But after a mix-up in hotel rooms, Aria runs into him, and he's not who she thought he was. Billionaire, Alexander Stavros has only ever been in love once. It was with a young, wild, carefree girl who captured his heart one snowy day in New York four years before. It took two weeks to fall in love with her, and an eternity to get over her. So when he see's her, surprisingly in his own bathroom, wearing his towel, he knows he can't let her go again. So he devises a plan that will give him another chance with her. But how can they last as a couple when neither of them are telling the truth about what happened, four years prior. Just when they think it's completely over, something happens that will tie them together forever.

Seven has been in my life since I was little. He was my childhood crush and my best friend's brother. I never dated Seven, maybe, it was because I was nerdy and not the long legged girls he clung too. But you see, that was how Seven was in the past and when he re-enters my life several years later, I can't help but swoon over him once more ... Yet, there are a few problems, like how I'm dating his brother ... oh and not to mention Seven is engaged... .. Just my luck... To make it worse, I keep making costly mistakes with Seven. Some of which, I can never take back... ~~Mistakes One: Getting a makeover so I can look like the kinds of girls he likes. ~~Mistake Two: Trying to get him to like me. ~~Mistake Three: Going to his house in the middle of the night, crying. ~~Mistake Four: Kissing him. ~~Mistake Five: Taking him by the hand and leading him to his room. ~~Mistake Six: Taking off our cloths. ~~Mistake Seven: Having sex with him. And you see, it is really far too late to turn around. That much I knew when I stared down at a printed sheet that read positive...

"Y-you," she stuttered, staring at the handsome man sitting on the sleek black throne, "you're..." He rolled his eyes, waving his hand impatiently and said, "Hades. Come on, say it with me. Ha-des." "Hades," Ariel breathed out, still not believing the sight before her. Every picture she had seen of the gods had not depicted Hades' beauty. The god sitting before her was not a crusty old man with a white beard; no, he was a Calvin Klein model. "Yes," Hades clasped his hands together and grimaced, "the God of Death and riches; that's me." Ariel nodded, still refusing to believe but knowing she had to and Hades' grimace turned even bitter, "And you, darling, will be staying with me for quite some time." ~*~ Cover: _nymphomaniac Published: 8/6/14

** #2 in WATTYAWARDS** ** #24 in FUNNY!** **#3 in SHORT STORY** I whipped around to smell the scent of pine, cigarettes, and mint. Amused grey eyes shined, and dark, shaggy, brown hair filled my vision. His hands were in his low, dark jeans, and his muscled chest puffed out of his white t-shirt, and black leather jacket. His smirk made me tense up. "You." I glared. "Me." He smiled. The one person who could piss me off in a split second, the person who was the sole reason I am who I am today was leaning against one of the navy blue lockers. The atomic bomb just exploded in my life. And his name is Roman Quinn. DISCLAIMER: I wrote this when I was a good 12 years old. There are plot holes, spelling and grammar errors. However, this is the first thing I've ever written and somehow I am STILL proud of it and the grateful for anyone who laughed. (Even if it was just once). Viewer Discretion is Advised.

Ana Flair can't wait to see her two -twin- best friends, Jack and Josh Cruise again after their business trip. They've been friends since the day they were born. Are they just friends, or are they more like friends-with-benefits? Or is it more than that? Read to find out... *R rated* CONTAINS GRAPHIC SEX SCENES AND MENAGE.

The good girl falls for the bad boy. But what if there is more to Sin Carter than a bad attitude, tattoos and piercings? And what if there is more to Taylor Price than the fact she has always followed the rules and done what she was told? Their pasts haunt them. Sin is trying to break free from his dark past while Taylor lives each day trying to forget about the horrors that marred her childhood. When they meet, their physical attraction is undeniable. One night is not enough for either of them.

Lilah is the plain, simple girl that no one notices. She's just another face in the crowd, nothing more. Her world is very different from the ones of her two best friends, which causes them to rarely see each other. So, they share a notebook. They write their feelings and their secrets in this notebook and it is only passed between them. Until Lilah loses it in the hallway. Reece is the school's bad boy, street fighter, and also the boy who finds Lilah's notebook. But Reece doesn't want to be nice and simply give the notebook back to her, not unless he gets something out of it. How far will Lilah go to get her notebook back? Guess you'll have to read to find out. ;) (This is not edited)

Steven Jacobs is hot. Yep, it's a true fact. He can get laid at the drop of a hat, does whatever the hell he wants, and is the most popular guy at school. But when his mom leaves for a lengthy trip for work, his precious reputation could be torn apart. Why? She got him a babysitter. ... Lena Scott isn't a slut, but she isn't a goody two shoes either. She seems to float through school (along side her crazy best-friend Kat) waiting for the chance she can get out and just leave for wherever she thinks up. Only problem is, she needs money. When she lands the best babysitting job in her life she is crazy excited. Little does she know, she'll be watching a BIG baby. ...............The Jock's Babysitter................

Check out the His series; His Lust For Her, His Every Need and His One Desire. They're up on my page and better than this cappy book. Warning, they are dark romances and not for the faint hearted. Check them out! Also, HIS GIRL IS NOT APART OF THE HIS SERIES! Thank you. - *DON'T READ, IT'S SHITTY* "You scare me sometimes." I tell him honestly. "I scare you sometimes," He repeats mockingly, making me nod my head and then back away form him as he starts to walk toward me like I'm prey from him. "Yeah, even more now. Will you quit." I hiss at him as my back hits the wall and then he's in front of me. "No," he drawls, placing his hands on either side of the wall close to my head. He leans closer to me and runs the tip of his nose along my collarbone making my breath hitch in my throat, "I like seeing you this way," He whispers. "What way?" I squeak then suppress a small moan when his lips brush my neck and place a hot kiss on my skin. "Scared of me." Suddenly he's gone. I blink form my haze and look at him in confusion as he leans against the wall opposite of mine. "Why?" "Why what?" I swallow, "Why do you like me being scared of you?" I whisper, half curious and half scared of the answer. "Because you should be." - Editing.