[ PREVIEW ONLY ] She's broken. He tried to put her back together, but he's the one who broke her in the first place. She's hurt, but what she doesn't know is that so is he. Maybe that's why they can't stay away from each other. What Lily thinks is a vacation turns out to be a nightmare. She isn't on vacation. She's on the run, but she doesn't even know who or what she's running from. Is she running from her past or is she running from someone? The lines blur between what's real and fake. Who can you trust when the whole world seems like it's out to get you ? No one. This is the second book in The Ferity Series.

He was nothing like her. "I've got your next assignment," The caller says, "Are you ready?" He loads his gun. "Always." She was nothing like him. "Are you sure that this is allowed?" She asks. They were the two sides of a coin; "I'm a fúcking assassin little girl. I kill for money and sometimes, just for the fun of it." He was the villain, She was the girl he was going to get at any cost, "So we are friends?" He asks, "Yes. We are." She replies. "But I want to be more than that." He says and her eyes widen in surprise. They fall in love, But sometimes, love isn't enough, sometimes you have to put your faith in Him too. Because He decides how every story starts and how it ends. "Do you believe in God?" She asks, he shakes his head. "That's just a bunch of bull. In the world we live in, He doesn't exist." He replies. "I think, no I know He exists." She tells him, "And when I die, I'm going to Him." She smiles. "Like I'll let you go that easily." He laughs. But in the end, he is left with no choice to believe and put his faith in Him. Because He was all that stood between death and the woman he couldn't live another day without. And sometimes, the villain is the good guy. ©2015, CeeTheSpinster™ ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

In a world where vampires feed from other vampires and males dominate females... there is but one precious thing left in their world which every vampire craves... A Mihr. Dohmenic is the Dralan - the King - of all vampires, and survives purely on clean blood; The blood of a Mihr, a virgin. Without a Dralaq, a Queen, he has to feed from Mihrs to ensure the continuation of his pure blood and the claim to the throne. But the times are dire; Mihrs are becoming rarer and rarer each day, and so the Dralan is slowly fading from bloodthirst. He desperately needs a Mihr to feed. Leyla is a Mihr. She is one of the few that is left in the world ruled by hungry, savage male vampires and she intends to stay that way. In hiding from the frenzied males, she ends up in the one place that should have been her only safe haven in the world; The Dralan's castle. Disguising herself as a Kischmir (a servant), she pretends she is but a mere commoner whose blood is not the purest kind in the kingdom. But when the Dralan nearly dies from cruel thirst, her blood is all that can save him. To be a Mihr means you can't be bedded by a male, otherwise your blood will be tainted. But as things grow heated between the Dralan and Leyla, will Dohmenic be able to keep his hands off her? After all, we always want what we can't have...

"Come to sit on my lap again?" • • • It's that time of the year again, and people are all waiting for Santa to come by with their presents. Hazel is living a humdrum life in her small hometown, doing nothing in particular when a certain Santa Claus asks her if she wants to sit on his lap. Brown eyes, chocolate hair and abs carved like stone, Nick is nothing like the traditional Santa you know, yet he still straps on the beard and red suit. In town for just the season, Hazel slowly discovers there's more to Nick Saint than what meets the eye. Peeling back one layer at a time (like a Christmas present) she uncovers what truly lies beneath that red suit of his and finds herself in shock at the result. As the saying goes... Santa smirks because he knows where all the naughty girls live... And he was smirking at Hazel.

"What are you?" "Lethal." • • • Humans and Creatures. That's what mankind has come to. Some humans were locked up as infants and genetically altered for the purpose of making a stronger specie, and now their offspring have to be tested to see if they are safe to put out into the real world. Having been locked up in secure facility all of his life, Charlie is to be the first Creature to step outside into the real world. New to the world and to humans who aren't trying to poke a needle in him, he's scared as to what it has to offer. But also curious. Assigned to watch the first Creature and introduce him into modern world, Carly has gotten quite the job. He is like a giant 6'7 baby, and she has to teach him everything from eating with cutlery, to learning natural human behavior, to understanding such a difficult thing as love. He was just supposed to be an assignment, but the more time her and Charlie spend together, the more Carly had to admit he was so much more than just a Creature. Charlie is a brilliant, fast learning, curious specie with a big appetite, so what do you think will happen when such a creature is introduced to a thing like sex? One can only imagine...

"I had one deal breaker between us-two, actually: You sticking your dick in another girl, and you going inside her house." I'm Ayla-Ayla Morgan, that chick with tats and long, black hair. Totally screams bad girl, right? Except I wasn't. I'm just a regular twenty-two-year-old girl working at my mum's café. I'm honestly a good girl-unless we're talking about what goes under the sheets. And my tattoos? When you date an architect slash tattoo artist, I guess you just let him draw. He's Griffin-Griffin James, my tattooed, extremely handsome, long-haired boyfriend with a glorious full beard. He's thirty-seven and has twin sons. I have moved in with them, and the kids love me as I adore them. Having them around is no big deal-but his ex-fiance from hell constantly turning up uninvited in our home is. She lives just across the road and is having free-reign over our lives: stealing things and insulting me in front of the kids to boot. God knows what she has on her evil, conniving mind... but I bet it's about making my life a living hell and breaking us up. And Griffin's letting her, his idea of keeping the peace for the kids-or at least that's what he said. For a long time, I believed him, willing to let things stay the same for the sake of my hot new love. But the ghosts of his past are haunting us...suffocating me, fucking me over, and breaking my heart. I am turning into a hormonal, paranoid mess-the kind of girl I swore I would never be. Something has to give, or it's my mind that's gonna break. Will I get him to change his ways? Will we ever escape Karen's nasty grasp? Griffin's old habits might just come back to bite him in the ass-bite him so hard that he realises just how much he wants it and just how close he is to losing it all. A steamy, erotic romance book with just the right amount of kink and BDSM. Not for the faint-hearted. Grab your copy on Amazon now!! - chapters have been removed due to publishing.

"You want me to be a genius or do you want me to fuck you?" • • • The Alexandrettia is the finest school in the state, known for producing the smartest, and most talented kids in America. 21 year old keen painter Mia Hanson managed to get a spot. She worked her whole life to get inside, to see the hallowed halls her biggest idols once walked through. But those very same halls gets vandalized one wild night, and the person responsible gets sentenced to do community service, working as a janitor to clean up his mess. With his brooding eyes, filthy mouth and body covered up in ink, Eli the type of guy you run away from; The type who only lives for the trouble; The type you just know packs a brain the size of a peanut. But when one of Fermat's biggest unsolved mathematical problems gets solved by an unknown source, rumors start as to who and where this genius might be... Well: Three guesses who?

*WARNING! This story contains mature content.* When her boyfriend cheats on her, Rory Warren moves to a new flat. She gets a flatmate who becomes a very good friend of her. But that flatmate has a very sexy, very charming and very wealthy brother who turns Rory's world upside down. Rory is a weak woman. Braden Campbell makes her even weaker. He's a controlling businessman and a perfect definition of a womanizer. He doesn't do relationships. His past has taught him to be tough, unforgiving and cold. He doesn't have a word 'commitment' in his dictionary. He works hard. He fucks even harder. Rory and Braden make a pact, an arrangement. They want to stick to it, follow their rules. But one can only bear so much before bursting. It's a game of two and the rule is simple: if one of them falls in love, it's game over. This is not a story about a perfect relationship. It's a story where a man wants it all and a woman who gives it all to him. Game on, people! Or is it really just a game? Only time will tell. Tick-tock

"We could be more than just friends, Soph." • • • He was a player with the brain of a genius. She was his best friend, the only one who could resist his charm. And yet... - Hold on to your panties, because a genius is loose.

[MATURE CONTENT] a rumpelstiltskin retelling #1 in the ODD FAIRYTALES series "Do you enjoy torturing me?" He asked on a groan as his hand travelled from my inner thigh to further upwards, finding me sans panties. "Only-" I breathed raggedly as he began tracing my slit with gentle strokes with not enough pressure to relieve me of the burn charging my core. "- when it suits." "Well," he said, finger dipping inside me, making me cling to his shoulders. "For your trouble, I'm about to fuck you so hard they'll write about us." "Like a fairytale?" I asked on a whisper, amusement dancing in my voice as I stared into his glowing golden eyes. "Be careful," he warned, ducking his head until I felt his hair brush my face. His lips were a millimetre from my ear, his breath making something thrum within me. "The ending will make you scream." I didn't doubt that.