Book two of Evading the Wolves How will Rachel handle have two dominant mates? Updated weekly Wednesday Smut 🔥 labeled Not edited! Theon says, "Little mate, he gave you an order; you better do it now before I take them off myself." He says he is sitting down in the chair in the corner of the room. I fight with myself, sighing as I slide my pants off. Throwing them off to the side. "Do you really both have to be here at the same time?" I ask, embarrassed. "Yes." They both say it at the same time. "Panties too." Theon says. He looked at me as if daring me to deny his request. I opened my mouth to argue, but when I saw the look on his face, I took them off and threw them and my pants. Westley sits down, placing his hands on my waist. He rubbed his hands down my sides. Sparks are flying in contact. My legs are trembling as I glance at the paddle that now lies on the bed. He opens up his legs, guiding me in between his legs. "Are you going to be my good girl and lean over my leg?" He asks me softly, brushing my long hair with his fingers. I humiliatingly leaned over his leg just after his other leg pinged my legs down with ease. He softly plays with my hair and leans down to my ear. "Now are you going to be a good girl and not reach back, or do you think I need to hold your arms back? he asks me. I can't see either of their faces, and that's what makes it more humiliating. When I don't respond, Theon says across the room. "If I see you try to get up or reach back, you will just have it worse." He says this to me smugly. I bring my hands hesitantly behind my back. He firmly holds my hands down as I hear his belt being undone and the belt sliding through the loops. I feel the leather belt around my wrist as he wraps it around my wrist. He lets go. My hands are not able to move.

"I bandaged everything the best I could. It will need stitches. However, I'm afraid that it is broken. Same as your leg. Broken and needs stitches. How's your head feeling? I haven't been able to get that sucker to stop bleeding." His voice sliced through the air. I stare at him, confused, looking around, wanting to be anywhere but here. He clears his throat once again. "Mate, did you hear me?" "How is your head feeling?" I close my eyes. What the fuck? What the fuck? I was angry, annoyed, and frightened. What, mate? What cruel world would make me mate with a wolf? No, no, no... My arm and leg were throbbing intensely. My head was screaming. I brought my fingers up to my head to try and rub the pain away. I needed to leave. Now. I told myself. My mind is still groggy, unable to swiftly move my body like I need to. I didn't even notice I was crying until his voice rang through my ears once again. His footsteps quickly, walking across the hardwood floor. The first book in the series Not very good lol 😆 Completed, still needs editing though let me know what you think!

A mature novel in which a very powerful man falls dangerously for a meek girl. - "Come here." A harsh, clear warning rang in his voice. I stood, my cheeks flushed red from the sight before me. Dante's chest was all bare and his fingers were slowly unzipping his pants. Everything about him was chiseled to perfection. His skin was free from any scars or blemishes. The towering man tapped his foot impatiently. My heart raced, my eyes darting everywhere for an escape route. "Tsk Tsk Tsk, You're not going anywhere this time." -

He was powerful. He was terrifying. Said to be cruel and unjust. Terrifyingly possessive. He had the world, but to him she was his world. There was nothing he wouldn't do for his miraculum.

Anna Holland is a college freshman with strange empathic psychic powers that she has managed to keep hidden. She senses auras, feels what others feel as though she feels them herself, and has powerful intuitions that she is inclined to follow. Unfortunately, one of these strong urges leads her to being sucked into another universe where she is at the mercy of a dangerous warlord who calls her a mage and claims to have been waiting for her. 🏅1st Place- Fantasy-🌸 The 2023 Flower Awards🌸 🏅1st Place- Fantasy-⚔️The Katana Awards⚔️ 🥈2nd Place- Fantasy- Serenity Book Awards 🥈2nd Place- Best Protagonist- Fluorescence Awards 🥉3rd Place- Fantasy- The Prime Awards 2023 ______________________________________________________ Excerpt: Anna felt the stabbing pain from her back to her chest. She felt his surprise. She felt his light extinguish as he died. Then there was nothing. Nothing. Her head was swimming like it was underwater. She couldn't move. She couldn't move. Her vision blurred, a man was speaking but she couldn't hear his words. She felt the sword in her chest, but it wasn't there. He killed him. He killed him. Breathe. Did she stop? Breathe. The man, she could hear him speaking. What was he saying? Breathe. She inhaled a deep breath. And another. Then another. Things started to clear. "Breathe. That's right," the warrior coaxed. She started to take another settling breath, and his face came more into focus. The first thing she noticed was his piercing green eyes. She had never seen eyes quite like that before. She stared into them, mesmerized. He mimicked a breath and she took it with him. She was coming back. "I will not hurt you," the man kneeling before her promised. Anna knew better than to believe him. What was it he had said? Oh. "You...you said...you said 'no witnesses'." She was shaking violently. She took another deep breath. "Ah, " he uttered in acknowledgment. "You are not a witness, you are the treasure

His body molds into mine perfectly from behind as he grasps my waist with cold hands. "Didn't I tell you who you belonged to?" His husky, dark voice flows through my ears as his hands travel slowly to my hips, leaving a trail of heat along the way. "I belong to no one." My tone wavers unsteadily, and I curse him for having control over me. He chuckles, a lovely sound coming from deep within his chest. Suddenly, our chests are flush against each other with his hand buried in my hair. "Oh, but you do. And intend to show you that." He whispers possessively, his lips crushing mine. ~~ The second book is out now! The Queen of Darkness. Check it out!

Artemis is artificially inseminated with the child of a Yautja and when she meets the father, an Elder Yautja named Rhage, they form a bond between one another. Together they escape the Weyland-Yutani lab and they slowly learn to love one another. Their budding relationship will be put to the test. Will they be able to withstand the pressure or will they crumble? • Friends to lovers • Interspecies smut • Sweet fluffy romance • Smut and crude language • Viewer Discretion Advised - 18+. • Mature Chapters with triggering content labeled at beginning of chapter ~ Best Ratings ~ #1 Predator: 6/26//22 #1 Interspecies: 7/10/22 #1 Humanoid: 11/22/21 #1 Yautja: 3/29/22 #1 YautjaxHuman: 7/10/22

After a close call Hex is back on parole and Poppy couldn't be happier. The Darlings spend their time making wedding plans and briefly ignoring the turmoil that's about to turn their lives upside down in the form of illness and enemies. Will this be the final straw for Hex? And will Poppy be strong enough to stand by him? Follow along as Hex and Poppy's love continues in the third and final book of the bound series. Hidebound: Unwilling or unable to change because of tradition or convention. *mature & language warning*

In a world where 'Soulmates', otherwise known as Darlings have the exact same branding over their heart's given to them by the government as babies you'd think there would be less heartbreak but some don't ever meet their Darlings, usually due to a death so they couple with someone else who never found theirs either, known as a Platonic. Poppy Hart is twenty two and running out of time to find her Darling. When she fails to do so, she is assigned a Platonic, her best friend West who has also lost his Darling. Three years later when the government allocate Poppy a job at Hellbound Maximum Security Penitentiary as a guard, she discovers her long-lost Darling is violent inmate Hex Rose and everything she thought she knew is turned upside down in a matter of seconds. *mature & language warning*

It's been two years and Hex has served his time but with the restrictions of parole and his mothers illness weighing heavy on his shoulders will he be able to persevere? Or will it all come crashing down; resulting in him being sent back to Hellbound and leaving Poppy at the mercy of his enemies. Is Hex truely ready for the outside world? And is Poppy ready for the storm he will bring with him? Follow along as Hex and Poppy's journey continues in the second book of the bound series. Homebound: On the way home; homeward-bound. *mature & language warning*