#𝟐 ▪ 𝐆𝐮𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬. ❝You know you want me, little assassin.❞ I scoffed and pushed his hand away from my face, taking a few staggering steps back to distance the space between us. ❝No, I don't.❞ He smirked. That panty-dropping smirk and my breath hitched. Brown eyes penetrated into mine as they sparkled with amusement and playfulness. ❝How long will you deny the attraction?❞ * She was deadly, dangerous, seductive. She could bring anyone down to their knees in a matter of seconds. Her aura emitted sensuality, it was men's greatest weakness. If your file was on her desk, you'd be dead within 24 hours. He was mysterious, cold, terrifying. His name made you shiver in fear and one look from him would make you wish you were dead. He radiated power, it was what made him a strong leader. If you crossed passed with him, you could guarantee to be dead soon along with all your loved ones. Two dangerous paths should never have crossed but they do and that's all because his file lands on her desk. The Assassin. The Mafia boss. And throw in some betrayal, violence and a whole bunch of seduction. What do you get? Well, you'll just have to read and find out. [𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐫: 𝐈 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤] [Contains mature language and suggested scenes] ▪Can be read as a stand alone © Copyright 2017 of ImAWandererXO

Rayleen Banks is 24 years old working as an underestimated editor for an Oil company in New York City. Always being criticized by her falcon looking boss Ms. Newmort, Rayleen just can't seem to get a break. The only source of happiness comes from her blonde best friend Amy who is constantly helping her move on from her demented past. But once she becomes the personal assistant of Elliot Carter, sexy and mysterious business man by day and a sadistic Dominant by night. Rayleen still being a virgin, taps into her sexual side and becomes a part time submissive to her boss. After a questionable encounter with a fellow dominant, Rayleen confesses her darkest secrets which she has been bound to most of her life.. As love is added into the mix of BDSM, Rayleen is on the verge of losing her mind and Elliot is next to her every step of the way. Rape, murder, Arson, breakups, tears, suicide and many other tragedies begin to fill her life as she struggles to begin to love herself and her boss. But is Elliot who he says he is? Is her best friend Amy who she says she is? Everything that has been kept from her, her whole entire life is revealed in only a matter of months. And love and the will to truly forgive is put to the ultimate test, dropping the chains....of true possession, once and for all. All Rights Reserved

Spending the last year of her childhood life with her father wasn't exactly part of Andrea's plan. She was physically forced to move away from her humble home in Cali to the huge city of New York. Andrea made up her mind to give her father complete hell considering he'd left her and her mom at such a young age. But what's gonna happen when she finds out that her fathers attractive best friend lives in the same house and is neighboring her room?

[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."

Snippet [EDITED]: He quickly dragged the condom off himself and dressed, smirking at me. He dropped the used condom on the floor, "Take care of that will you," and with that he strode out my door and left. I took up the discarded condom and perhaps, just perhaps, my dignity. What really is the definition of 'love'? Love is too large of an emotion to be described or even classified with a less than precise meaning. Love is subjective. Love is want you want it to be, but the general idea is present. This idea is that the affection shown towards you is love. But is this really true? Katelena Harper searches to define the popular term 'love'. A certain green-eyed devil comes her way and is determined to change her perspective on relationships, love and maybe even life.

Being with someone who is 10 years older than you can be messy Having an affair with a married man can be really messy. Having an affair with your friend's husband can be extremely messy. Can you risk everything and still end up with it all?

I smiled again, this time I noticed Nick looking across the table in my direction. His gaze was intense, there was something about it. It was intense, intimidating, sensual, but charming all at the same time. Stop it Tessa. Said my subconscious. You two couldn't even bare to be in the same room with one another a few weeks ago. Stop you do not find him attractive. I kept thinking that telling myself this would help me...but it didn't. He moved his index finger along the rim of his glass, I every so often would catch his bright green- gray eyes look in my direction. I looked down at my hands which were cupped together in my lap. Stop it Tess! "I'll help you clear the plates." His mother said to his father, after we ate. They both stood up and took the plates into the kitchen. Leaving me alone with him. Crap. Tessa Erickson is a beautiful, single, twenty-six year old woman who works for a big named company in New York City. All was great in her life, until she got partnered with a tall, well dressed, exceedingly handsome, arrogant, flirtatious playboy named Nicolai Piercy. Who also happens to be the son of the man who owns the company Tessa works for. As they deal with their own personal problems inside the office and outside, will they begin to see eye to eye, will the way they feel towards each other ever change and will Tessa end up falling for The Billionaires Son? So read along as Nick and Tessa deal with the struggles of life and love. Cover created by: kikiceleste_ Rated PG-13: (Strong language, sexual situations)

"You're a what?" Devin's full lips frowned as she eyed the man that only stood 3 feet away from her. "A sex therapist. Now please fix your expression, Miss Rodriguez." His creamy baritone responded agitatedly as she shook her head from side to side. "I need therapy, sir. Not any fucking dick." She growled, attempting to make a full exit out of the office, but not before she felt his large strong hands cup her small tiny wrists. He spun her around gracefully, his head dropping down to the space between their heads as his husky Burberry cologne overtook her nostrils. "Je ne suis pas d'accord belle dame," He muttered that beautiful second language against her skin, the language of love, as he smirked. She almost practically collapsed in his arms at the sound of it and he knew that he had her. "Maybe some fucking dick is exactly what you need." ©Copyright KeKe Biddle 2014 All Rights Reserved.

Volume 1 in the Amelia Taylor- Simmons Collection. STRONG SEXUAL CONTENT!!! "Dominic." I moaned. I couldn't do this! I was just a little bit classier wasn't I? 'Oh god' I thought as his hands found the rim of my dress and he pulled it up, past my waist. "Mm, don't fight it Amelia. You know you want it, don't you?"

In Love with my dad's best friend? Sure I have loved him from the time I was a 7 year old. But now, every touch or look from him makes me feel hot and tingly all over But in love or lust ... With a man I call Uncle??????