"I could nibble at your nose... or at your ear... or at your lips... or..." • • • It's December, and Jack Frost has just come to town. Literally. Summer is one of those people who hates winter. Not just because she was named after the opposite season, but because she hated the cold with a burning passion. But when a stunning man with silver hair, frosty blue eyes and a jovial charm walks into her coffee shop, ordering an iced caramel macchiato with extra ice, she suddenly finds it hard to hate the cold. Especially when (despite his constant cold hands) he always seems to burn her with his touch. Something seems off about him, and Summer is not mistaken. Jack Frost is known for bringing on the cold, but Summer is about to learn that he sure as hell knows how to turn on the heat, too.

Mature for adult content!! The world we live in is a beautiful, mysterious place. My home, my country, has been my world my entire life, living as the cursed princess of Iris is all I have ever know. Just as the only eyes I have known in the mirror were my own. And my hair was always white as snow. Iris has always been my home, its people my family. The kind smiles of villagers and the curious looks of children seeing me for the first time, the contrast of myself against the rest of my family in portraits. The whisper of the trees and the laughter of the flowers has always been what I lived by. "why are you so sad?" I rested my forehead on the cracked bark of the Soul Tree. My second home from the palace. The tallest tree in all the king's forest. Today it was deeply saddened, rumbling with a sort of bitter energy that leaks coldly into my bones. I wondered what it knew that I did not as I sat perched in its branches, it is not often that it's strong mass wavers. When it does it can only mean change is to come, nothing small. Something altering the kingdom itself. I sighed, my fingers brushing over its leathery leaves, it wouldn't be long until someone else noticed its unease, it will sicken the forest. By then it will be too late. ~~ Flora Duval, the cursed princess of Iris was always a quiet girl, working through her duties as princess and caring for the life in her country. Seeing beauty in the things most could not. Never has she expected an offer for marriage, not with her hair and her eyes the same pink of the Fenni flower. But then, she receives one. Less of a question for her hand and more of a demand, a demand caging her like a white rabbit in a deadly hunters trap. Trapped by the king of Taragon for her unusual features and the rumors of her life, Flora is stranded in a country she has never known, captured in cold castle walls without an ally in sight.

The bell to my grandfathers old shop rang and I looked up from my magazine, "Welcome to Sugar Suga- whoa what happened to your face?" A dark haired man in worn black jeans spat on my perfectly polished cotton candy floor. "shut up and let me use the back room." I shrugged, staring at the light purple tile he spat on, "Kay but was there really a need to spit on my floor? this is a candy shop you know. Cant have bloody spit in the chocolate." If looks could kill I would be melted into a rainbow puddle. He jumped behind the counter and stormed into the back room, "tell anyone here and I'll fucking kill you." I snorted, "what are you going to do gag me with your lolly pop?" He froze in the doorway for a moment before slamming the door behind him. What a fun guy. I looked up at the bell ringing again, "Hello! welcome to Sugar-Sugar my names Lola and I'll be happy to make any non sexual sweet dreams come true!" I love when there are no kids in the store and I can ad-lib the greeting A group of crude looking men stared at me for a long moment, "have you seen a beaten up pretty boy around here?" I pointed out the door, "pretty sure I saw him pass by, why?" They left without answering my question and I shrugged, going back to my magazine, "Yo! pretty boy back there buy some candy will you? its the least you can do after I kept you from getting shot in the face!" ~~ After Lola Fayes grandfather died he left her his beloved candy shop. Doing the rational thing she dropped out of high school to work full time at her favorite childhood place where she was practically raised. So when a mysterious man storms in one day and demands she lets him use the shop as a safe haven as her grandfather had her life is turned upside down in a strange way she never even dreamed she would have to deal with. ~~ A/N just so you know this book contains magic and sex....heh magic sex XD read at own risk!

Note to Readers: This title is now under contract and I have to take it down from wattpad. I am only able to post a sample chapter--SORRY! It will be available July 11, 2017 on amazon! Melanie Blythe is perfectly happy staying home and focusing on her graphic design clients. She knows her limits and has been burned before. She certainly never intended to become involved with the gorgeous cop down the street. Finn DeLuca has more than enough on his hands recovering from a hit-and-run accident that has left him temporarily in a wheelchair. He's on the rebound and has no intention of getting romantic with the cute girl two doors down. But they didn't count on his five brothers and sisters sticking their noses in Finn and Mel's business. They are a force to be reckoned with in the first installment of this family's story.

At Thompson University, there's a secret game professors are playing. The name of the game is Teacher's Pet. The mechanics: 1. Pick a student. Choose wisely. 2. Have sex with the student in select areas across campus. 3. Whoever clears all locations first wins the pooled cash prize. The most important rule of all: Don't ever get caught. This term, Math professor Rowen Henderson has set his eyes on Hayleigh Sullivan, the new student in his class. Determined to win the game this year, he'll do anything to make Hayleigh fall right into his trap... even if it means pretending to fall in love with her. But when the stakes get too high, what happens when Rowen gets caught in a snare of his own design? TW: Psychological abuse and similar themes

Anna lives in a modern world where vampires, werewolves, faeries, and other mythical beings have always made themselves known to the human population. They each have their own laws, governments, and executioners. Humans try to stay out of paranormal feuds as much as possible, and that's the way most other beings like it. But every once in awhile things collide. Occasionally a Werewolf will find its mate in a human, or a sneaky fairy will decide to cause trouble with a mortal child. Once you are sucked into their society, there isn't much one can do besides accept their fate.... Anna is a human Omega with the ability to sooth the people around her. Though she is coveted by the Werewolves for her unique talent, Anna remains safe with her small ragtag family at the orphanage where she grew up. But all that begins to change when Jareth shows up in her life, The extremely dangerous Alpha wasn't looking for his mate in the small human woman, just an Omega to soothe his powerful and slightly crazy wolf. After dominating most of the packs in North America, he is still thrown by the reaction his young woman incites in him, and in his wolf. For the need to dominate and mate is strong, and his control is bad enough as it is.... But other, more perilous forces are at work, including another wolf who has his eyes set on an Omega to call his own, no matter who must suffer....

She was meant for a simple life. A family involving parent's unconditionally in love and who dearly love their own. A little brother she'd do anything for and who would look up to her always. She was suppose to live the life she wanted before her father's disappearance. Before everything went down hill. She was meant to be happy... How did it all go so wrong? * Coming face to face with one of the world's most dangerous creature's hidden in the dark and being's that are only suppose to be folklore is not as simple as it seems. Battling life and death, evil force's trying to rip her apart at every turn, a bewitching voice she never wanted and two men wishing for her love, it's all she can do to hold herself together. Will she survive through it all? How much can she take before it's too much? Moreover, will she find love at the end of a dark tunnel? * * * * * * * EXCERPT * * * * * * * She was frozen in fear, shaking from head to toe as she watched Rhyvos's skin ripple in a way that looked as if his bone's were shifting into place. Hair began to grow out of his revealed skin and his face became deformed. She blinked and there stood exactly what you would see in every scary werewolf movie. It was just what Abellon called it. A beast. Nothing of the King's body was left. Only a monster. It stood on it's hind leg's and slammed it's front feet into the ground when it was only feet from her before letting out a ferocious roar. Her sight went black and she felt herself fall. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * I HOPE YOU ALL SEE THIS BOOK AS SOMETHING A LITTLE DIFFERENT FROM OTHER WEREWOLF BOOK'S. Please don't forget to VOTE COMMENT SHARE and FOLLOW

Twenty-four year old Tory Carson is dying to get out of Magic, New Mexico and explore the world. She has spent her whole life cocooned in the protection of the close-knit community. When she finally gets a chance to go somewhere for three weeks, she would be crazy to say no. Even if, her father is screaming it! Simon Drayton is a reclusive billionaire who has reinvented himself over and over again through the centuries. He has temporarily settled his headquarters in the beautiful city of Charleston, South Carolina. He is used to taking what he wants. He has learned that wealth and power are potent motivators for those who are greedy. Confusion reigns when he sets his sights on a beautiful, young female who is oblivious to his power. After centuries of getting what he wants, he is shocked, and just a little bit fascinated, when he discovers that not all things are for sale. Things heat up when the irritating, young ‘human’ woman refuses to play the game by his rules. She isn’t impressed with his wealth. She isn’t impressed with his looks. In fact, she acts like she isn’t impressed by anything he does, even when he flashes his teeth! Find out what happens when a centuries old Werewolf discovers he isn’t the only creature who loves to bite.

Warning: THIS BOOK IS FOR MATURE READERS ONLY (18+). CONTAINS MATURE SCENES, VIOLENCE, AND LOTS OF CURSING. (A sequel to The Infamous Rafael Valiente, Giovanni Santorini's story) EXCERPT: "I need that tape, Gio. I know you could have it anytime you want, kiddo. I fucking know you're holding the ace!" His expectant voice reaches my ears, barking at me like I was his pawn. It didn't sit well with me. Anger bubbles up in my system, my vision morphs darkly, and I envisioned blood oozing out of his chest, head blows up with brains splattered in tiny pieces. I'm not fucking use her. She is my precious prize possession, and nobody fucking ordered me to do such thing, especially not my Bambolina. My eyes twitched as I simply cocked my head at Vito, my loyal underboss, sharing him a clear message. He surreptitiously nods his head back at me, signaling he gets the message. ............. Giovanni Santorini is defined to all Italian's business enemies as the dirty ruthless megalomaniac businessman. For the women, Giovanni Santorini is the living Zeus of Italian. What does he like to do? Play dirty games are his sports. Strip and ravish a woman are his hobbies. Commitment and love are his dislikes. Winning a challenge is his main goal. Then a challenge begun when he met the stormy-eyed fiery spirited Athena Giudici - who brought storms in his peaceful rather cold heart - in a very ungracious situation became a challenge which he wanted to win. Will this challenge be a deserving goal to win? And is he capable of bringing her in his dark dangerous world he's living in? .......... A STEAMY MAFIA ROMANCE, SPRINKLED WITH HUMOR, AND DASH OF FAMILY SECRETS. A refeshing mafia romance story.

It's not everyday that the God of the Underworld sneaks into your bedroom and steals your panties. It's not everyday that you offer your soul to the God of the Underworld in order to spare your mothers. It's not everyday that you become roommates with the God of the underworld. Clearly I'm having a weird day.