Everyone knows the number one rule in the locker room: Don't even look at the coach's daughter. But Maddie Blake has never been great at following rules. After years of living in her dad's shadow, legendary head coach of the NHL's top team, she's finally back in town, older, bolder, and completely over hockey... or so she tells herself. Then she meets Levi Hunter. Captain of the team. League MVP. NHL's golden boy. And the one guy her dad has literally warned every player about. He's cocky, charming, and stupidly gorgeous. And for some reason, he won't stay out of her way, or her thoughts. What starts as innocent flirting turns into stolen glances at practice, late night texts, and a spark that threatens to become something deeper. In a world where the game comes first, falling for him might just be the riskiest play Maddie's ever made. And in hockey, one wrong move can cost you everything. *closed door romance*

She ran away from home with nothing but a broken heart and a car that barely made it. One fight, one night, one decision...and everything changed. Desperate for somewhere to stay, Avery answered an ad for a room and ended up moving in with Rhett...a tattooed, cold, pro hockey captain who thrives on control, discipline, and dominance both on and off the ice. Commitment isn't in his vocabulary. Neither are second chances. He's chaos in skates and trouble in leather jackets, sharp edges wrapped in muscle and attitude, and he makes it painfully clear that he doesn't want her in his space, in his routine, in his carefully controlled world. They clash from the start. Power against defiance. Fire against gasoline. Too similar. Too stubborn. Too damaged in different ways. She's soft, but not weak. A good girl who knows how to party, dance, and forget the world when the music gets loud enough. He's adrenaline and aggression, fueled by late-night games, bruised knuckles, and a hunger for control that doesn't turn off when the crowd goes home. Closed off. Possessive. Allergic to feelings. Living together becomes a dangerous game of boundaries, tension, and lingering looks that last a second too long. Every shared space feels like a challenge. Every accidental touch feels like a dare. Neither of them are willing to admit that the pull between them burns hotter than any fight on the ice...or that surrendering might be the one thing Rhett fears more than losing. But the past doesn't stay buried forever. Her mother returns to haunt her, reopening old wounds. And just when Avery starts to feel safe...just when it starts to feel real...Rhett does what he does best. He runs. Because falling is easy...but staying is the dangerous part. Warning: May contain profanity and sexual content.

BOOK 1 ▬ ▬ ▬ YA/NA (18+ recommendation) # 3/4 of this book is a SHIT LOAD OF SEX SCENES & Dark themes # READ AT YOUR OWN RISK! ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ஜ۩۞۩ஜ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ Ruthless, cold hearted, arrogant, murderer and heartless. Josh Hutson is a 22-year-old masculine, intelligent and damn handsome boss at New York's biggest night club. He has it all; the looks, the money, the house and the girls. He enjoyed sex, endless sex. But what he enjoyed most...was leaving his submissive in unexplainable pain. After all, he is the dominant. So what happens when a homeless 19-year-old girl is found unconscious in the middle of his mansion floor... ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ஜ۩۞۩ஜ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ --- ©2016 All rights reserved, this is book is my work. #1 in reccomended #1 in sexScenes 1M views 7/11/19 * BOOK COVER BY KeillyCoss *

*COMPLETED* He's my best friend. The one person I run to when I don't want to face the world around me, because I know I can hide with him. In the comfort of our silence. Of his touch. My heart has always been his, if only he'd see that I'm right here waiting for the day he will finally notice me. Then, perhaps, he could be mine. But I'm just out of a relationship. And he's unavailable. -•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-• #3 IN MUTUALFEELINGS

🎖️WATTYS SHORT LIST 25🎖️*COMPLETED* River Fontaine has it all. The looks, the personality, the friend group and the popularity. Everyone either wants to be her or with her. Nash Kingston is just the same. Handsome, mysterious, wanted by all and very charming (in his own way). Girls and boys fall at his feet, except for our blondie. Followed after their families feud, he doesn't like her one bit and River...well, she loves some good banter. To her is just playful bickering, to him it's a long time grudge. Either way, they can't stay away from each other. -•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-• "I don't think your girlfriend would appreciate you calling other girls hot." "Then good thing it's her I'm saying it to." "I'm not...your girlfriend." "Not yet." -•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-• #1 IN POPULAR #1 IN OFFLIMITS #1 IN BICKERING #2 IN HUMOUR #3 IN NOSTRINGSATTACHED

🥵😈💋Smut/18+💋😈🥵 The Red Dragon wasn't someone you saw. He was a name whispered in back alleys and late-night strategy meetings. A shadow behind the curtain. An apex predator among scavengers. If you met him face to face, odds were you wouldn't live to tell the story. Kai stepped into the light, slow, deliberate, his footsteps echoing. The black suit molded to his massive frame like a second skin. Nearly seven feet tall, built like something forged in a war god's temple-broad shoulders, thick chest, long powerful limbs. Black ink creeping from his throat and hands, hints of old scars peeking out when he moved. But it was his face that unmade men. Chiseled jaw. Cold, unreadable expression. And his eyes-black as midnight and twice as merciless. There was no warmth in them. No forgiveness. Just a still, coiled violence.

😈💋🥵Smut/Mature/18+🥵💋😈 His gaze darkened, his pupils dilating as he watched her body shudder beneath him. "Fuck, baby," he groaned, voice thick with desire, "I didn't realize how fucking beautiful you looked when I was filling you..."

🥵😈💋 SMUT/EROTICA/18+ 💋😈🥵 He swiftly untied the silver chains from my wrists, only to pull my hands up over my head, holding them captive in one of his massive fists against the cold glass. His other hand wrapped around my waist, his fingers digging into my hips, while his thumb began to tease my slick, swollen core again. The familiar, agonizing ache of need grew and grew, demanding release. I struggled instinctively against his grip, but his hold was absolute-pure, unyielding demon strength.

🥵😈💋🙈18+/SMUT/NSFW🙈💋😈🥵 "I can't hold back-" he growled, his voice a low, rough rumble. "You smell so sweet. Your body, it practically screams that it needs to be bred. Screaming for me-" His hands, large and warm, gripped your hips, pulling you toward him. "I'm not stopping until I'm sure you're carrying my pups."

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫 ❦ 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃 The Velvet Room; one of New York's largest underground clubs where women are forbidden fruit. No touch, just stare has a whole different meaning. Reyna Lovelace is the brand new toy at the club. All mens attention is on her, especially the club owners; The Axton brothers. But what she doesn't know, is becoming theirs is more traumatizing than she realizes. - Preview - The soft touch of a hand grazing my arm was enough to make me jump and my heart pump a little harder. I couldn't believe I had gotten myself in this situation, sandwiched between the two men and feeling as if there was no escape. But maybe I didn't want to, maybe I didn't want to escape. I don't know, my head was spinning. Vincent clicked his tongue, tapping under my chin to turn my head up and grazing his hand along my neck. He could see I was nervous at each coming touch, they both could. Lucas set a tender kiss on my shoulder and up to my neck while his hands trailed slowly down my waist. "This-This isn't right I-I," My lips sealed at the feeling of two sets of lips on each side of my throat. Vincent was near my jaw on my left, Lucas still working his way up the crease of my throat on my right. "What's not right about it baby, hm?" Lucas whispered. I wanted to say something, object and give him a list of reasons but when I thought about it, why was it wrong? My head lolled back against Lucas' shoulder as he lifted my skirt above my hips, and hummed at the feeling of my bare skin, with no panties hugging my hips. ___________ #1 exotic #7 trauma #1 bdsmrelationship #4 billionaire #7 stripper #3 polyamory #2 stripper #1 stripper