"Kaye?" Graham snaps me out of my thoughts. Somewhere between their question and my frenzied brainstorming they moved near, closing me in from either side. It's not suffocating though. Nothing with them is ever suffocating. "Do you understand what we're asking?" "Yes." I point to him. "You," then Dae, narrowly missing the smug expression painting his face. He's enjoying this. "And you. And...me." The mere idea is insane. It should be forbidden. It's wild and naughty. Yet the proposition doesn't scare me. It's dangerous temptation wrapped in a bow. "I'd want that, but I don't know how it would work." Dae's palm lands gently atop my head, thumb stroking my hair line until I find the courage to meet his eyes. "We're more than happy to show you." * At fourteen, Kaye Moore discovered her species was no longer top of the hierarchy. After vampires left the shadows, humans turned to prey...and pets. Ten years later and somehow a takeover was the easy part. After abusive owners leave her for dead, Kaye is rescued by two vampires she braced for the worst from. But San Dae-hyun and Graham Brown only prey on those who hurt innocents, and Kaye's previous owner tops their list. As her new owners, Dae and Graham are meant to protect Kaye, not fall for her. Balancing dangerous jobs and a blossoming relationship with a human who fell into their lap proves difficult, but nothing is more difficult than Kaye's journey back to herself. Waiting for her protective masters won't last forever. Eventually she'll have to learn how to save herself. *Katherine is a spin-off from another book on my profile, As They Wish. It is not needed to read that book first, but is suggested to understand the characters better*

My eyes narrow. "What do you want? If it's just to annoy me, I'd much rather go back to sleep." "Ah, ah, pet," he says. My breath hitches at the name. Pet. What happened to my actual name? He's the nice one. Playful grins matched with a wink here and there but that smile is absent as he moves his forefinger back and forth in a chastising manner. "You were given three days to settle in. Your bratty behavior will no longer be tolerated." I can't help how my hands travel back to the safety of my shirt. He snaps his fingers and points to the floor beside their feet. "Kneel." * I hated the new world. Years ago, vampires left the shadows to devour what little light humans had left to offer. They didn't want peace-they wanted power. When I was sixteen, the government and leaders of the old world were overthrown to make way for the new. My family, my future, my freedom...gone. I hated vampires. Until them. *** Please read the first part of this story titled 'Before You Read' to get a better idea of what this book entails. This is not a book suitable for everyone.

"Where are you?" Before Sunny could speak her rehearsed lie, Everett's voice sounds over the phone again. "Before answering, tell me what's rule number one?" Sunny inhaled sharply. She felt warmer, and not from the sun. "Truth must be communicated between Sunny and her Doms at all times, Master." "Good girl. Now, where are you?" "A-At the cafe. I was going to class but got sidetracked and-" "None of that." Ren's voice came next. Softer, more gentle than Everett's, yet still cut with that stern edge she craved. "Meet us in front of Easton." Nerves swarmed her, but anticipation pulled her towards the punishment rooms on autopilot. "And do try to be there in five minutes. Every minute you're late will add to your punishment." "B-But Easton is on the other side of campus!" "You may want to hurry then," Everett adds teasingly. Sunny breaks into a sprint before the line goes dead. *** Sunlee Whitlock has been dreaming of walking the halls of Crescent Valley Institute for years. She doesn't just want the structure and discipline the title of submissive will grant her, she needs it. She's over-joyed upon receiving her acceptance letter, but Sunny struggles to adjust to her new environment. It's a good thing Everett White and Ren Mori are all too eager to guide her.

It started with a proposition. Eight words; "I want to make love to your wife." They are eight words I will never forget, because with those words I found my addiction. [WARNING:The story your about to read is intended for readers 18+ due to it's sexual content. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion] Open to read a brief synopsis

" Crawl to me. " " Kneel by my side. " He commands as I near him. " How many cocks have you sucked? " He inquires, his voice is low and rough, edged with something unfiltered. The question throws me off guard. " Can you suck? " He demands, the desire for something sinister is something he no longer tries to hide. " No. " I mutter, looking down. " Eyes on me, Bambi. " He is quick to correct. " You've never sucked a dick, Bambi? " " No one's used these pretty lips..." He mutters more to himself, with a look of satisfaction plastered all over his face. " All for me. " He whispers in a breathy voice. " You don't know how to suck? " He asks, yet again. " No. " I reply, hoping that he'd leave me after finding out how inexperienced I am. " Good, because I want you to choke on it instead! " With that said, he forces my mouth wide open on his hard dick. ___________________ He was made to kill. She was never meant to be seen. When Silas Rossy takes over the mafia empire, he's ready to hunt down the man who raised him like a weapon and then fled: Alejandro, the only father he ever knew... and the one who destroyed him. But vengeance comes with a twist. Arabella is the girl Silas watched from afar, Innocent. Untouchable. Until she turns out to be Alejandro's daughter. Now, she's the key to drawing the devil out of hiding and the very girl Silas vowed never to taint. But all of that is going to change very soon...because he's out for revenge! This Book Is A Dark Romance.

Warning: DARK ROMANCE Story contains detailed mature scenes possessing dubious consent not recommended for age group below 18 years old. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! Prologue Shadows engulfed his angelic features oozing devilish intentions. It wasn't until he took a step towards her did the gravity of situation descended upon and even then she couldn't do anything but shake in fear. She knew making a run for it won't do a thing, calling was not an option and if she screamed...she opened her mouth to shrill but a meek plea came out. Her body's lack of response terrified her, tears gathered in her orbs with horrible anticipation. With his each step nearer she gripped the frame of her window tighter hoping to keep her balance. It took him three steps to be inches away from her body. He slowly took his suit jacket off, making himself comfortable as he amusingly watched her shaken face. She was so horror-stricken to even look at his face. She gulped as his hand cupped her neck in a gentle grip, guiding her eyes to his. His eyes slipped from the hold of her eyes to her lips in a second. She grew self conscious all over again. His heated gaze on her lips was unwavering. In the moment of bewilderment and growing self awareness her tongue unconsciously wiped her lips wet and it was all it took for him to descent on her lips. Description Had it been upto him he'd have broken her down to pieces and never put her togather, instead, he let her build herself, he watched her collapse and stand, die and live, float and drown all the while playing her body like a putty in his hand. Her husband had never been gentle, his ways was one of his kind. He read her like a book and used her spells against her. She was vividly aware of what she was getting herself into but nothing could prepare her for the don who brought everyone on his feet and she was no exception. How would she survive his ways or even would she?