My father left me and my mother when I was nine. When I was twelve, he came back for me, and caused destruction in his wake. Little did I know what waited for me on the other side of the galaxy, but boy did reality hit me hard. ~~~ Jaylee used to be a normal human girl. A regular, book loving, music singing, lovable human girl. Until she was taken back to Artoul when she was twelve, the planet her father hailed from. A planet she would grow to hate. Now, at the age of twenty, her father is expecting to use her for his own advantages. ~~~ Two planets over, Tethra is having issues it's rulers are not even aware of. What happens when these two things collide, and Jaylee is thrown into it? Highest ranking: #1 in the Science-Fiction category Beautiful cover by: AmeliaVampire12 ~~~~ Book #1 in series. (Stand alone books, don't need to be read in certain order)

[This is a spin-off of The DILF but can be read as a stand-alone] [The story you are about to read is intended for readers age 18+ due to its sexual content and language. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion.] There was nothing Ophelia wanted better than to gouge Nikolai's long-lashed, consuming blue eyes out with a butter knife and mail them to the rest of the Alvonich family. Too bad they were in a very public, very esteemed place - Mikhail's wedding. "You don't think I'll press the button?" Nikolai's breath was warm and teasing in her ear. Ophelia had no idea what possessed her to take up his challenge of a vibrating thong, except that it was too late to back out now. She turned to glance at the infuriating man beside her. "Honestly, I don't care. It won't affect me." "Sweet Ophelia," he whispered, surprising her by flicking his tongue into her ear. Jumping, she glared at him, ignoring the important guests at her table, her father included. Before she could curse at Nikolai, he pressed the button, the swearwords turning to soft moans under her breath. Gripping the edge of the table, Ophelia felt the attack on her cl!t like a burn to her skin. Her father shot her a concerned look from across the table and Nikolai's voice was again in her ear. "Before the end of the night, Ophelia, we will f**k," he promised, releasing his finger from the remote control. "Only this time, it will be my name you scream."

At some point in time, Diana Coal knew she wanted to settle down. At some point in time, the guy who liked her because she reminded him of Wonder Woman, would mess up. At some point in time, she would've forgiven him if he didn't leave her for another girl a few months before their wedding. At some point in time, she knew Mr. Perfect would turn left. And during that point in time, at a bachelorette party, she might just get a lap dance from a very unlikely Mr. Right. Copyright © 2016 Liz Martinez All Rights Reserved p.s. Photo used in the cover is not mine

Hunted. For your mere existence. The only reason, because you were born. For hundreds of years Anevia had been hiding in plain sight. Constantly having to drop everything and move on at any moment. One of a kind was really not something she wanted to be. It had meant her death had been sealed at the moment of her first breath. © 2013

Aurelia, a Noble Roman woman, had heard of the savage British tribes, their mystic Celtic ways, and the battles the Roman army was fighting against them on their shores. The battles her soon-to-be Husband, Quintus Acquilla, was fighting in the name of the Eagle. But she could not have predicted that, when she crossed the ocean to be with him and fulfil the marriage contract between their families, she would be captured by a Barbarian War Lord and made to be his War Prize...

Alexios has been a spy from an early age. And has just left behind the horrors of the great war of Troy. He now has to work out how to live a 'normal' life, by taking over his inheritance in Athens. Charmion was free until she was six summers old. It was then her island was attacked, and her and her family were separated and sold into slavery. Now in Athens eighteen summers old, her life has changed beyond all recognition, but can she survive what is to come? This is the sequel to Trojan Slave, it does not have to be read before this, but it would make more sense if you did! © 2014

Betrayal follows her, the Angels are against her, and the Devil is on her tail. As Lucifer's Daughter Abbegael must hide her identity from both Heaven and Hell if she is to survive. All she wants is to return home but when Lucifer's plan starts to take shape she realises she is the key to destroying Heaven and she may be the only one who can save it. Razakiel has been the Devil's right hand man ever since the Fall. He despises Lucifer and everything he's done, but when he discovers Abbegael's secret he finally has a chance to get home. Because sacrificing the Devil's daughter could be the one thing to save him and Heaven alike. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Trapped within the fiery depths of Hell, her only chance of escape is him; a stranger, the enemy. "I'm not going to hurt you," he growls in my ear, "Neither am I going to hand you over to that Bastard." I flinch at the anger in his voice and confusion rushes through me. "What?" I squeak, attempting to get air into my constricted lungs. He sighs, the warm air brushing against my neck, sending goose bumps skittering across my skin. "I'm not going to tell him you intend to escape. How can I when I plan to do the same thing?" My mind whirls as I attempt to understand what he is saying. He wants to escape? But he is one of Lucifer's most trusted. How does that even happen? He's lying. "I'm not lying. I needed him to trust me or I would never find a way to get out." "You know a way out? Wait. Did you just read my thoughts? How did you just read my thoughts? I thought you were a shield!" Once again his sigh of exasperation leaves goose bumps on my skin and a shiver running down my spine. "I am a shield. It just so happens that I'm a reader too. Yes, that is possible. Obviously. Now can I let you go, or are you going to try and kill me again?" © 2013 by Froggie27. All rights reserved Cover by @Juhiwrites

When French Canadian aristocracy and Scottish pride clash, the results can never be predicted. Micara DeMonae, a budding socialite in late 1700's Canada, is entrusted by her father to a Scottish courier to take her down the St. Lawrence. Her money and status me nothing when she is faced by a defiant, handsome Scot determined to bring the young "highness" down a notch. Adventure, though unwanted, awaits as they embark on their journey, and nothing will be the same when they reach their destination.

Most women describe Iver Hamilton to be sexy, suave, and sophisticated. He is sex on legs and a total man-whore. But when Talia Conners first meets the sexgod, an asshole is the only way she knows how to describe him, a self-centred, stubborn, egotistical bastard. He is a ruthless business tycoon and has no respect for anyone but himself. Talia can't be within two feet of him let alone work for him. But later when Talia meets Cassio and it seems as if everything is working itself out, one stupid mistake changes everything. Talia will have to deal with the consequences. Suddenly life no longer follows Talia's schedule. Her plan didn't involve juggling a boyfriend, a egotistical boss, a gay brother, a homophobic father and her dream of becoming a photographer. Life's not easy it's complicated and Talia will have to learn this the hard way. Join Talia on her journey where she soon discovers that there is no use crying over spilt coffee. His arrival in Paris as her new boss will change her life forever. For better...or for worse? Read on and find out!

Lord Tarquin was the lethal war lord ready to take over King Samuel's kingdom. Jza was the determined princess fighting to save her father's kingdom and her half sisters' honour. The two shall finally meet when one becomes the captor and the other becomes the captive.