Reiz Hall, an ambitious undergrad studying Renaissance Literature at Oxford University, has no time for distractions. Her life is a whirlwind of exams, papers, and barely a moment to spare for her family. But there's one thing that consistently breaks her focus: her roommate's infuriatingly perfect boyfriend, Lucius Black. Lucius, a platinum-haired, too-hot-for-his-own-good surgeon, is everything Reiz doesn't want. His smug grin, arrogant confidence, and distracting presence are like nails on a chalkboard. As far as she's concerned, he's nothing but a gorgeous pain in the ass. He thinks she's a smart-mouthed, fiery little pixie-and he's not wrong. But trouble looms when Reiz notices the way his eyes follow her. That spark of interest that lies beneath his infuriating indifference. What begins as a game of verbal sparring soon spirals into something much more dangerous-a battle of wills that neither can seem to stop. The tension between them simmers, thick with unspoken desire and resentful attraction. Neither is willing to back down, but how long can they keep provoking each other before one of them breaks? In the game of hate and attraction, the stakes are higher than either can anticipate-because when these two collide, it's not just pride on the line. It's everything they didn't see coming. [The Third Book of the V-Series] A Standalone Novel.

"Get your filthy paws off me, you asshole !" Her voice dropped a few degrees when she looked over him. "Mighty temper you have there." His Texan drawls awakening something in her. Regina shakes herself, inwardly. She was about to wring her hand out of his, when he took hold of her waist, bringing her body tightly snugged against him. "Let me go. You bastard !" She felt his mustache tickle her cheek, her insides quivering. No no, she shouldn't feel something like this especially for a guy like him. Xander takes a hold of her neck, making her look up at him. Hatred shone in those brown golden eyes of hers. "Next time you call me bastard, you won't like it." "Your threat means nothing to me, you bastard !" She smirked cruelly at him. As if she won the battle. However, she was very much mistaken. "Wrong answer." His hard mouth meshed against hers, swallowing her anguish cry. Before he went on any further, he whispered cunningly, "You call me that again, this bastard will fuck your brains out till next Sunday." ----------------------- Regina McQueen, a private detective is asked for her service to find out the mysterious murder of the old Falcon Fitch lady, living in Texas. The elegant and vast Ranch house lies under the caretaker of Xander Davis, who will be in charge of Regina's staying while she tries to unravel the mystery. However, as the mystery goes alongside, Regina is distracted by the ex-drill sergeant with his bulky 6ft 4inches tall and mouth watering muscles and let's not forget, the twirling of his sinister mustache. He pushes her in a way she does not know how to respond. Used to flattening guys with her intimating persona, she may have met some one just a hell more scary than her and she hates it. A distraction can be deadly when handled wrong, can Regina resist anything including the temptation called Xander ?

Valora Anton is a trained, lethal assassin, and she's running for her life. No one-no one-had ever come close to catching her. But when the net finally closes, she's transferred to an island prison house in the Atlantic, a place known for its brutality. She's certain this is where her journey ends-until she realizes she's wrong. Phoenix Knight is the iron-fisted warden of Atlanta Prisonhouse, feared by every woman under his control. Ruthless, unforgiving, and unbending, he rules with an absolute hand, tormenting misbehaved prisoners without a second thought. His pleasure comes from their suffering, from breaking them, bending them to his will. But when Valora enters his domain, everything shifts. There's something about her-something sharp, dangerous, poisonous-that draws him in. On one hand, he's repulsed by her icy demeanor, her unyielding nature. On the other, he's irresistibly allured by her presence, by the fire that simmers beneath her calm exterior. For the first time in years, Phoenix is out of control. And he hates it. Valora is no ordinary prisoner, and Phoenix is no typical captor. Their dynamic is a volatile cocktail of aggression, manipulation, and raw tension. Each encounter between them ignites a new spark, a dangerous push-pull of venomous desire that neither of them can resist. They are two forces of destruction, locked in a dance that threatens to undo everything they've ever believed in. The real question is: How far will they go to destroy each other? And in the end, who will be left standing, and at what cost? [Second Book of the V-Series] A Standalone Novel Complete.

When Isabelle Donovan doesn't show up for work one morning, it calls for great concern. Isabelle has a near perfect attendance record and wouldn't dare miss a day without giving notice. The police begin investigating right away and focus on her husband, Scott Donovan, who she separated from six months prior. Scott, who claims to know nothing about his wife's disappearance, is caught in a lie when Isabelle's best friend comes forward with new information. A year earlier, another young woman mysteriously vanished under similar circumstances to Isabelle and was never seen or heard from again. Her body was never found, but police were convinced it was the husband, though they could never prove it. Now, as the search for Isabelle continues, questions begin to surface. Why did her marriage really end? Is Scott telling the truth? And most notably, could there be a correlation to the other disappearance? But if there is, then Scott must be innocent. ... Or perhaps not. Because in this story, nobody is innocent.

#1 in Horror - 11/17/15 "Shhh, don't make a sound." I feel a grip around my neck feeling his hot breath on my ear. "Or I'll kill you here and now." He whispers as I felt something sharp on the side of my waist that was piercing the surface of my skin. My heart pounds heavily my breathing became strained causing me to exhale faster and heavier. We stood inside my bedroom feet away from my sleeping husband he pulls me closer to his body moving backwards to the hallway. I could only follow hoping that my life would be spared. Suddenly, we stopped by the edge of the staircase. "You're mine." He whispers in a hoarse tone placing a kiss on my cheek hitting me on the head with the back of the knife. I was seeing double. I was feeling dizzy, everything was spinning. I felt like I was in slow motion groaning at the pain looking down the stairs. That's the last thing I see before I black out. A/N: WARNING, there is profanity, gory scenes and mild sexual content throughout the book. For all you grammar nazi's. This is by no means a final draft. There are many errors and I'll get to them. Don't read if you find my grammar shitty. Lmao.

He never knew life could be this way, but truly if he did, he wouldn't have cared. He cared about nothing, not even himself until her. Before her, he was empty/ Before her he knew nothing of joy or completion, and this is his journey to his life After her.

Just read and enjoy! Have a laugh while taking a look in the life of average Jamaicans. Its pretty stupid. Yes I know. Don't judge

The title basically says everything. N. B. This should only be read by Jamaicans. I may or may not use standard English in my updates

(Written in Jamaican Patios) HIGHEST RANK - #1 IN JAMAICAN STORIES Mawga foot Shantel want di pastor son.. but what she get is not what she bargain for ☆ Copyright © 2016 Asherene Ramdon All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher.

#1 in Teen Fiction, Action, & New Adult ❤︎ ❝Sometimes falling for the enemy is inevitable❞ ❤︎ ❤︎ ❤︎ After being betrayed by her only friend, Anastasia Martinez Stone gets thrown into a dangerous world full of fighting, racing, drugs, pain, and death. The Royal Reapers is the strongest gang in The Underworld, a place only known in the world of the gangs, and it's her families business that she stayed away from. Now Ana has joined in and she's not there to play games. Two years later, after the death of her older brother, she returns to the chaotic town that once destroyed her. Ana's plan was to finish senior year at the school that caused her so many problems, without drawing too much attention to herself so that she can keep both of her lives separate... For her own safety. Nobody is going to know the real her, because she's going to have to disguise herself as the girl she used to be. What happens when she crosses paths with the deadliest street fighter in town, Ryder Grimaldi... Who just so happens to be her fathers worst enemy, the leader of the second strongest gang, The Bronze Demons? Anastasia's life isn't easy, especially since there's someone who wants her. The infamous Rueben Slade, ex-member of The Royal Reapers and now, leader of the third strongest gang, The Crimson Ghosts. He's always wanted Anastasia all to himself and he's willing to do anything to have her, even if that means drugging her into believing she's his. You better buckle up and get ready for the romance, drama, heartbreak, and pain because it's heading your way! Only this time, it's going to be way more intense than the original book. Keep reading to follow Anastasia on her journey to fight for love... ❤︎ ❤︎ ❤︎ You can read the COMPLETED original version in another book on my profile! Votes are inaccurate because not all chapters are published!!