"Do you know how much trouble we could get in for doing this?" I whisper. "Just chill. It's our little secret," he smirks. - in which a teacher uses a student for his personal toy

Violet Van Helsing: " I'm not easily broken." Violet is a vampire hunter sent on a mission to kill the Vampire King. She must become his slave in order to get close to him. Alexander Knight: " I will break you, use you, and there will never be another." Alexander is a ruthless vampire king. He buys Violet at an auction. He plans to break her but he finds out she's not easily broken. What will happen when the two collide? Will Violet be able to carry out her mission or get wrapped up in Alexander's destruction? Read to find out! Btw, this story is mature with suggestive BDSM themes.

SEQUEL To Trying to dominate the dominant!! Brooke and Nick are finally equal. Although she is his stubborn blunt champion boxer sub she is one hundred percent equal to him, and that's never going to change... Or will it. Now engaged they face new challenges of each other. Will they be able to handle it and stay together? Or will this dominant couple be better apart? Will Brooke push Nick to his breaking point? or will he pull her into something she might have to call a loss later?

my name, is Artemis Hill....and I am an omega; the worst rank you could possibly get in a pack. I've always dreamt that someday my mate would come for me and take me away from this miserable pack life I was forced into. but....my dreams didn't exactly go according to plan. somewhere along the way, I found myself being forcefully deprived of my innocence by my pack's soon to be Alpha..... ★★WARNING★★ MAY INCLUDE MAJOR INTENSE SCENES, READ WITH CAUTION

Alan Capello, The definition of a modern Prince Charming, handsome, extremely wealthy, and blessed with a chivalrous personality. Though many women desire him, he has always had his eyes on a particular woman. Camellia Ricci, his childhood sweetheart. What happens when they have to live under the same roof for a year after not seeing each other for five years after a huge fight between them at the past ? Of course, first love never dies. (Sequel- stand alone story of Forced Marriage)

Control series:book one I had to pick between my master and my lover.

The two of us roll down the hill of daisies, laughing as we race to the bottom. "I roll faster than you!" I laugh aloud as I get up. "Not true! I'm fastest-er in the whole world!" The blurry boy stands straight and folds his arms, puffing his chest out. "I'm going to be King, so I better be fastest-er-est!" The two of us laugh again before the energy dies down. "Is it true you're leaving?" I ask, a small frown forming on my mouth. The boy slowly nods, unfolding his arms and looking down. "Daddy says that bad people will hurt us if we don't." Tears start streaming down my face as I beg "Please don't go, ______!" I hug the boy, petting his curly hair. "I'm sure my parents will take care of you." "Daddy says I'm going with him, so I can't stay with you, Khione." The boy pulls away before saying "there is a way for us to find each other again, though!" He smiles before pulling something out of his pocket. Highest So Far: 162 in Vampire

Brooke is a hardheaded, blunt, champion boxer who hasn't lost a fight and doesn't take no for an answer. when her Bestfriend Evanley brings her to a BDSM club things end turning out wrong. she meets billionaire club owner who's looking for a new sub. will she submit to him? or will he give up everything to submit to her? Don't copy my books!! EXCERPT below!!! I smooth my hands over my dress. He's wearing a black suit with a black tie. He looks... nice... or whatever. Him eye-fucking me is really starting to get under my skin. I grab my backpack that's at the bottom of the stage, I don't plan in staying in these clothes but I'll wear them until I can get a chance to change. I narrow my eyes and approach him in a cautious but bitter manor. He gets the picture because he plasters a triumph smirk on his face. That fucker. "What are you doing here leach" my words are like acid hopefully hinting that I don't want him to be here. "I can't get a hello from my date? You look beautiful" his eyes roam up and down my body and I stiffen. The muscles in my stomach tighten and I swallow the lump in my throat. I agree I do look nice. I'm wearing a cream colored dress that's open in the back. There's a thigh high split that's a little too far up for my liking but its fine. I put my hair up in a ponytail but it looks nice I guess. "So where are we doing this?" I question, ready to get this thing over with. "Dinner sounds good to me, ready baby?" he stretches out his hand which I reluctantly take. He pulls me to him and snakes his hand around my back to clasp my waist. "Your skin is so soft love" he purrs in my ear. "I'm not your baby I'm not your love or whatever other cute names you want to call me, and keep the touching to a minimal" he chuckles and leads me out side to a black Porsche that's waiting for him. So he's got money. I can see where the cockiness comes from.

When you have a horrible life you always expect things to go wrong. Angel always pictured her life being bad in general, with a alcoholic verbally abusive mother an absent father and her small town thinking she was scum underneath their shoe, she thought she was doomed to be be unhappy. But after a new family moves to town Angel only learns that life is very unpredictable. And with evil lurking around the corner can she and her new love interest make it out without Baring scars?

"...You're going to hate how much you love it." He told me. He whispered. And he made me foolishly forget my own name every time he touched me. But he was right. I hated how much I loved it. *** Dark, bruised, broken. Our words. Dark bruised and broken. Our souls. But she was still incandescent. Just like the first time I saw her, those vast and fervent eyes took me by surprise. Because in them... In them I realized a reflection of my own soul. She became my weakness; she became the chink in my armor. My undoing. She asked me, "Why do you put up with me?" I answered nothing. Perhaps I should've said the truth. Perhaps I should've told her that she was the light in my life. She was the fire... And I had been cold my whole life. ***