Rebel Simmons was just a girl who was dealt a shitty hand in the game of life. Despite her harsh and abusive upbringing, she worked hard, and studied harder. With an IQ of 252. she's a certified genius and is working towards her Masters Degree in Computer Engineering and Computer Science at Stanford University. When tough times hit and she's desperate for money, she steals $5 Million from an offshore bank account. Little did she know she was stealing from the most ruthless Mafia Boss in the world: Dante Vino. • MATURE THEMES 18+ • Cover designed by Holly Thurston

Torryn, one of the most vicious alpha male of his era, imprinted on Snow, a mere woodland -raised she wolf. Their undeniable affinity for each other grows as the secrets of their past unfold. Will it break them? Or will it entangle them back together? ~~~ Another pang of thunder distracted Snow Grimlake from her thoughts as her hands trembled beside her temples. Her eyelids now closed shut. She could not bear anymore of this. Her eyes started to tear up. "Does the thunder bother you, little bird?" The familiar scent woke every fiber of Snow's body as she intently listened to his voice. His voice rasped, breathy, honeyed and almost guttural made every inch of her body tingle. There he stood before the bed still in his ripped dark trousers with a knee propped on the elevated mattress. Snow failed to answer as her gaze stuck at the curves of his shoulders, the sharp edges of his jaw down to the veins on his arms. She looked away as she took glimpse of the furrows below his stomach where his manhood hid. She heard a chuckle as the alpha shook his head. "Answer me, when I talk to you." This time his voice felt enraged. Snow managed as a nod and affirmed her alpha's orders. "Yes, alpha." "Good, little bird."

"Logan..." I breathed out. Logan pinned me against his wall and his eyes glowed. His wolf is coming out. Crap crap crap. He kissed down my cheek bone till he got to my neck. "Logan..." I let out again. He began to suck on my neck and kiss the place he was supposed to mark. I Let out a faint moan and he started to give me a throaty growl. I run my hands through my hair and he started to breathe rapidly. "You smell so good Ella" he said not parting from my neck. My wolf purred at the things I was doing with my mate right now. "Logan I think we should stop." I said pushing him off a little bit to look into his eyes. "I'm so hungry" he said and his eyes were completely golden. Dang it.

Irene is a known writer. Her published works have always been well-received despite her notable fascination with bittersweet endings. Not just that, she's also a linguist and of course, a wide reader. One fateful night, while she was at an old rodden bookstore she happened to notice a book somewhat glimmering in the bookshelf. Realizing that it was well-written, she took it home, read it without putting it down for two days and eventually found herself in awe with the character of Magnus Baudin Veritas Courtenay who she considered to be a tragic yet well-rounded antagonist. In her mind, before she succumbed to her drowsy sleep-deprived fatigue, Irene unbeknownstly yearned to save this villain from his treacherous path of misery. When she woke up, her eyes widened in shock. What happened? Why is she all of a sudden in a somewhat English mansion, reminiscent of the setting of her recent read? What in the world happened? And what does it have do to her? (A/N: I own the story but not the artworks.)

Desperate to find her sister, Erin goes to the only man in Houston who can help her: Ivan Markovic. The intimidating, tattooed Russian operates one of the most elite mixed-martial arts training centers in the world but it's his shadowy past and reputed connections with Houston's underworld that interest her most. To find her sister, she'll need the help of her big, scary Russian protector-but asking for help from a man like Ivan carries a steep price, one that might just include her heart.

In a world where power rules, pure-blood werewolf Clans are considered royalty. A mating with a werewolf different from your Clan is deemed a law broken by the Elders and the mating itself is said to be cursed. Passed down from generation to generation the unsaid rule of mating within your blood-bounds has been strengthened to its core and the werewolf Clans flourished. But a dark force is moving to oppose this law. It breathes and it controls. He is Demetrius. And he intends to twist the concept of mating forever. *THE PICTURE USED IN THE ABOVE COVER BELONGS TO ITS APPROPRIATE OWNER AND IT IS NOT MY OWN*

"He fulfilled her deepest desires." On a journey to fulfill the desires spewing inside her, Abigail Bennett finds herself at an anonymous club that looks more like Greek Heaven than a shabby BDSM establishment. It is the perfect place to meet the Greek God that is Preston Trice. He's ruthless, robust, arrogant, and believes he can walk on water. Most of all he's willing to fulfill all of Abigail's fantasies as long as she gives him total control. Drawn to a life she only read about in books and fantasied about in her dreams, Abigail is taken on a sexual awakening that enlightens her entire being. → | completed | → | highest ranking #1 in general fiction | Copyright © 2018 by paudickson. All Rights Reserved. Collared is completed and available on AMAZON for purchase as an ebook or FREE with Kindle Unlimited. You can head over to my profile for the link.

Fate has promised me the shittiest ever after... Death. Fortunately, I've never been very good at accepting bullshit endings. Echo Wilde grew up with a gift she never wanted. She could see the creatures that starred in both fairy tales and horror stories alike. Now, at nineteen, she's finally living her life the way she wants. That all comes to an abrupt stop when she finds herself torn from her life and thrown in the middle of the world she never wanted to be apart of. Navigating the Courts, she will have to find a way to survive where she is destined to die. But what if survival comes in the form of a vampire with dark eyes and an agenda; a common enemy of the Courts? #4 in Paranormal 02-22-2018 #5 in Paranormal 02-23-2018 #6 in Paranormal 03-21-2018 ⚠ Warning: Contains strong language and a crude protagonist. If you find any mistakes, please let me know. I've done the first edit, but I'm sure I've missed some stuff.

It all started with a harmless little wish. Now, Christie is stuck in Hell. Now, Christie has a new job; to kill, to murder, and to torture. Now, Christie is Satan's Little Helper. ||-:-:-:-:-:-|| Ranked #1 in Satan (as of 30 March 2020) Warning: This book may contain mature themes. Read at your own discretion. Copyright © 2015 by Sydney W. All rights reserved.