"You're so lame." Alexander comments as he walks into the kitchen. "Shut up, I don't care." I scoff as I continue to make myself a sandwich. "You know, maybe guys will notice you more once you stop wearing your father's clothes." He teases and at that moment, I turn around to face him and give him a fuming glare. "Leave me alone." I hiss through gritted teeth before storming out of the kitchen, leaving behind my sandwich. ✕❤︎✕❤︎✕❤︎ A 16 year old girl named Courtney is not your average teenager. She buys her clothes from the men's section and only has two friends. But not for long. Her mother gets proposed by a wealthy man and she is forced to live with the school's biggest player. Unfortunately for her, he doesn't know how to mind his own business...unless he's with a girl. 1 girl, 1 boy, 1 marriage, 1 confusing relationship. ✕❤︎✕❤︎✕❤︎ ©2015, Kim Herz

He owns the city. She scrubs his floors. Eira Vale just wants to clean her twenty rooms, buy rice on sale, and get home without being noticed. But when she accidentally walks into the wrong suite-and sees the country's most dangerous billionaire half-asleep with a gun under his pillow-her quiet life takes a sharp, expensive turn. Now Caden Veltran, the ruthless, gorgeous, untouchable king of crime, insists she's the only one allowed to clean his penthouse. He says it's "for convenience." But he watches her like she's his personal obsession. And when she folds laundry, he sleeps comfortably for the first time in years. She just wants to keep her job. He wants to make her his reason to breathe. Too bad she's completely oblivious. - "Rumor has it you're causing quite a stir downstairs." She blinked. "About the laundry?" He snorted, shaking his head. "About me. About you. Us." She frowned slightly, polite confusion evident. "There is no us. I am staff." He bit back a laugh so hard it hurt. "Thank you for clarifying." She nodded. "You're welcome."

Meet Sarah Reed, a seventeen year-old girl without a care in the world. Her life is what people would call average with a few ups and downs, overall it's peaceful enough. Her friends are not that many, but reliable and true to her. Her sister recently moved out and Sarah misses her, though over all her life is perfectly fine. Her mother gets on her nerves occasionally, but most of the time they get along. However there is one problem and it goes by the name Jack Davis. Jack's life and personality are completely opposite Sarah's. He defies teachers, starts brawls, gets in touch with the wrong side of the law frequently and, of course, sleeps with the ladies. The boy is the definition of naughty. His life is not what you'd call average and it has a lot of ups and downs, mostly downs. His friends are many, but he barely trusts even one of them. Jack and Sarah have hardly talked since they were in kindergarten. The problem for Sarah is that he might be moving into their house, for a whole year. Copyright © 2013 irmagray-. All rights reserved.

I glared up at him my eyes narrowed, "Excuse me?" I was beyond livid by the words that just came out of his mouth. My glare didn't falter when Parker towered over me, clenching his jaw while trapping me against his desk. "You heard me." Parker's voice was low and intimidating that it made me feel so small. But I wasn't going to let him get to me. Standing up taller, I snapped, "I will not be your personal toy, available for you to do just as you please! I do not want to be held captive against my will, and not even have a say in anything. To be honest, I don't even want a mate." "You will do everything and anything I say, do you hear me?" Parker growled grabbing my chin and forcing me to look at him. Without even thinking I said the first thing that came to my head but meant every word. "I, Jasmine Davis, reject you Alpha Parker Mason, as my mate." * Jasmine Davis is the daughter of the Beta of the Moonlit Waters Pack. She's sarcastic and having a mate is that last thing on her mind. Jasmine gets the attention of most of the male population in her pack but she ignores them. What happens when Jasmine's mate happens to be the ruthless Alpha of the neighboring pack, the Lunar Shadow Pack. What happens when she doesn't want a mate especially, Alpha Parker? * [Highest rank: #1] [WARNING] - mild language and some steamy scenes* [Unedited] Read at your own risk! [Published: November 2015] [Completed: July 2017]

When she was 14, Dalia was sold to Matteo Martinelli, the former leader of the largest Italian mafia. Flash forward with his son, Vittore Martinelli as the new leader, Dalia is given to him as a birthday present after years in spent in the "safe house". Dalia struggles to fulfill a promise she made and get her old self back as Vittore tries not to fall for the black beauty. Will they go through all the lies, jealousy, betrayal, envy, lust and murder together all in the name of love? Because at the end of it all, she is still Property Of Vittore Martinelli. * * * "Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound." "No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help." "No." I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please." Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-" "Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!" "Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it." He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine. * * * WARNING! Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.

"...I've never had an orgasm before!" I blurt out, backing away a few steps. He sits up, dark hair ruffled and messy from the fingers I ran through it. His eyes, once wide, slowly darken. "You what?" He breathes. *** Running from a dark past, a girl stumbles into a territory ran by a notorious Alpha. He's cold, dangerous and poisons her, forcing her into his proximity. But she harbours a dark secret, which when revealed to the wrong people, causes her to become tied to the Alpha in an arranged marriage that reveals more about them than anticipated... Including the bond they share when they touch. And the Alpha too has a secret, an obsession. For her. *Completed*

18+ Content Warning! *Completed* "If you tell me information on where my brother is, you'll both be free." He looks between us, his eyes dark. "Otherwise I'm going to take Dove upstairs and I'm going to fuck her." *** One night, Dove sneaks away. Deep in an unfamiliar pack, she attends the grandest party of the year hosted by the notorious Alpha Varian. There she in indulges in a night of sin at his hand, experiencing pleasure unlike anything she has felt before. However, Dove is the daughter of her own Alpha's war advisor. An Alpha she has had a torrid affair with for months, and who is Alpha Varian's enemy. When Alpha Varian's forces invade her home pack, she is whirled back into his clutches, where she learns the price of pleasure, and the inescapable bond forming between a man who is supposed to be her enemy.

First book 🏒. Starting college was supposed to be Violet Vale's escape plan. New country. New city. New campus. And then there's Ethan Maddox-tattoos inked like warnings, that infuriating smirk, and a six-foot-five presence that fills every room like he owns it. Her brother's best friend. Her worst enemy. And now? Her accidental shadow at Northbridge University. Violet's spent years trading insults and eye-rolls with Ethan, ever since he became an honorary part of her family. But there's nothing brotherly about the way he looks at her now-or the way her pulse reacts when he calls her Vi like it's some kind of challenge. He's cocky. Infuriating. One year older. And the only person on campus who makes her feel anything at all. They're not friends. Definitely not something more. But the line between hate and something far messier is starting to blur. And when hearts get tangled... Someone's going to fall. Warning: May contain profanity and sexual content.

When Kaya Perry graduates college, the last place she wants to go back is Layton, the town that she left behind. She left that place with bad memories and no friends, so there is no way she's looking to go back. So it's really a bummer when the job that she wants is right there in that little town. It's also a bummer when her high school crush is still there as well. Maybe it's possible to find happiness in a place where she never found any. Now completed on Radish Fiction!

[FREE Novel with PAID bonus content] After an awful night out, social worker-Skylar Leighton-believes her life will always be vanilla. Learning to navigate the real world with only her sister by her side, she's made the most out of what she has. But between her string of failed relationships and busy day job, she's resigned to being the forever single sister. Just when her life has reached a steady plateau, someone from her past reappears and throws everything off track. A deviously handsome, brooding man who she only knows as Blondie. As much as she tries avoiding Blondie, something is lurking in his past and she's the only one who can help. Suddenly, Skylar's life is much more than vanilla. Will Blondie choose his past over Skylar, or will he let the past consume him? ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ FREE Novel. PAID bonus content. PSA: My book is not 9999 coins, that is a glitch, the bonus chapter should only be 15 coins total. WORDCOUNT: 75-80k words Copyright of Anna Steffey © -- All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.