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#64 in Romance 08/02/18 #11 in Dark Romance 07/30/18 #18 in Dark Romance 07/20/18 #139 in Dark Romance 07/05/18 #30 in Dark Romance 07/12/18 Amelia: My mom used to tell me that I was her beautiful angel,she used to say no one could clip my wings, before she died she made me promise that I would continue to spread my wings and fly. But that all changed when the devil wanted me, he wanted my body, my innocence, and he got them but what he didn't own was my heart and soul. I was shattered like a glass you hear in a quite room, I had no hope left, I was just a living corpse. Until I met him... Sebastian: People call me ruthless, vicious, that I kill without mercy. I was sent to this earth to protect the innocent and my family. In the mafia world there is no love, there is only darkness. I didn't believe in love, I thought love only made you weak. Until I met her...

"You have no fucking idea how long I've been wanting to do this." He started with my heals as he kneeled between my legs. He removed the right one first dragging it out as he grazed my foot with his fingertips. The next one came off and my breath hitched as his gaze trained on the soaking wet spot between my legs. "Do you wax or shave?" "Wax." My voice was quiet making sure to mind my vocabulary. His intake of breath followed by his hands trailing up and up until it reached the zipper of my dress. Unzipping me he stood up to tug the dress off me to fall on the floor. My white lacy set of borrowed lingerie were fully exposed to him now and he was taking his time to look me over. As if I was some prized possession he's always wanted. He undid the white bra making my breasts bounce. "Spread your legs for me." ********* Rose Chase, dedicated med student had her entire life planned out. Until the day she walked into her apartment to find her boyfriend fucking her guy best friend. Devastated and questioning her own sexiness she rushes in the club with a vendetta a world now knew who she was.. Mason Coldwell, spoiled rotten sex god and ex friend of Rose Chase. Going out one night for a night of fun after revealing Rose's identity to the world. He goes out to a club to alleviate the old scars Rose opened up and to his surprise finds the very virgin Rose in his bed in the morning. At least she WAS a virgin. Who would have thought, the man she thought to be her demise, might be her salvation. (Mature scenes 18+ recommended to read) Highest rating #2 in romcom. ;)

Annalisa McKnight was anxiously searching though her bag for her cell phone. ''No no please' she begged she was starting to get nervous because she couldn't find it. 'I can't lose that phone 'she thought to herself. It was a birthday gift from her mother just days before she passed away, and Annalisa cherished it dearly. Not because of its technical features but because it was the closest and last of her mothers memories. Realizing it must have fallen out in her last class. Spanish, she quickly zipped up her, bag it threw it over her shoulder and headed back to the schools entrance, in hopes that one of the caretakers would allow her in. For once it seems like luck was on her side, she saw her Spanish teacher, Mr. Ariaz's car still parked. She took a deep breath and walked into the familiar but now quiet corridors then headed to her Spanish class. The door was partly open and she was just about to knock when the weirdest noises coming from inside the room stopped her. Reluctantly she pushed the door open and her eyes widened in shock. Mr. Ariaz was there alright but he was not alone, and he was definitely not marking test. Please not this book contains strong language and mature scenes. It is not for under 18. All rights reserved: FreeSpiritHippie© Book started: 07-12-18 Book finished: 09-09-19 Going under editing; 26-10-2020

" ok, now that I've seen everything I needed to know ...." he trails on " undress." His last word shook me to the core. Did I hear him right? Did he just tell me to remove my clothes? He made my blood run cold as I stare at him with a shock expression. "I -I beg your pardon? " I stammered. "I don't like to repeat myself, Miss March" he demanded with his husky and gruffly voice which sends a cold shiver running down my spine. I was left appalled. ~ Adelyn Selene March, a wonderful, lovable and lively woman full of charisma, adores by many and loathes by some. Her surroundings love her benevolent actions and always ready to help people in need. Adelyn is one of a stubborn woman and very good at winning arguments. And yet, our rose is covered with thorns. She finds it hard to trust someone and forced herself to stop dreaming about the fantasies and sparkle of love, meaning that wasn't meant for her. But what happened if suddenly she starts reacting to the warm feeling of the love by a certain Mr. Stanislav. What she craves is what he desires. Valcan Isaiah Stanislav, a man with no fear and no regret at all who could destroy anybody without any second thought, who holds a colossal empire and nonetheless rich. Valcan is extremely loaded and affluent. Knowing for being ferocious and arrogant, he could make anyone kneel at his feet. He confesses that love is a waste of time. But however, a rose amidst with thorns doesn't succumb to him which ignites the flames inside him. Valcan is not an ordinary man with just power and money, behind his hood, held dark desires and unknown secrets. What will conjure to happen between them? what kind of secrets would be unveiled? who's life is at risk? what kind of desire does he behold? who will fall first in the name of love?

"You insulted my côck, Mia. Yes?" Heat engulfed my body, setting my blood to boil. I'd never been handled so roughly, but it turned me on more than I expected. "Answer me." He commanded softly. I pressed my thighs together, trying to relieve some of the pressure. He pulled my hair tighter, "Yes." I moaned. "Oh, you dirty little girl, you like it when I'm rough, yes? La mia innocente." "Yes!." He stepped back, slipped my robe down my shoulders and it pooled at my feet. I was almost fully naked, only the soft cotton material of my bra covering my breast. I wanted him to touch me, so bad that I was almost tempted to beg. Matter of fact, I would, without hesitation if he asked. He unbuckled his belt and slid it tantalizingly slow through the loops of his jeans, taking it off and discarding it somewhere on the floor beside him. "No one insults my côck, bambina. How are you going to apologize?"

Nixon is the 3rd book in the Broken Series. (Ryan is the 1st, Brynn is the 2nd) Nixon leaves rehab early because he can't deal with being there anymore. His sister Kelis finds someone in need of a roommate so he moves in with the girl and gives her his middle name, Lucas. He quickly becomes addicted to the girl and once he gets one taste he's done for. He warns her about his past, about his name, but she ignores all the red flags, not realizing exactly how intertwined she is with the people from his past. He becomes enamored with her, feels like she was made for him while still battling the demons of his past and soon it all becomes too much for him to handle. He makes a heartbreaking decision, thinking it's what's best for both of them and everything changes. Trigger/Content Warning: this book contains mature content, talks of suicide, mental and physical abuse, selfharm, drug use, and addiction Cover designed by Anastasia Wright

"You said you fucking Love me, Yeah?" He clutched my hair in his deadly tight gripped. "Then show me how fucking your damn glossy mother-fucking pink pussy lips craved for my attention when I wasn't at home" Ethan bellowed in my ears, his hot minty breath licked my earlobe before a pang of pleasure hit throughout my whole body. "I'm not a man whom you consider me to become, I'm an asshole. Heartless killer" He hissed "I won't kiss on your fucking forehead when I came back from work like any other fucking-happily-in-love-man" He dropped his hands down 'there' under my fully soaked panties and poked my cunt aggressively "I want you, sitting in a hallway, whilst waiting for my arrival, with spread legs and showing off your creamy pussy for me on full display" He caressed his wet fingers coated in my own thick cum on my lips. "And" He smiled sinisterly when his tough rough and giant hands cupped my round boobs tenderly, pinching yet circling my now wide awaken perky rose-pink nipples through his thumb "I want your boobs sagging and bowing down in respect when I return from work" He whispered Huskily... "GOT IT, my fucking slut?" He tucked loose strand behind my ear softly and left the room before throwing his earth-shattering wink on my way... --------------- Warning: This book is not what you have already read on wattpad, it will contain a lot of harsh languages, mature contents, abusive sex plots... Highly recommend for 18+ "ALL RIGHTS RESERVED"

Her hands tangled in his hair while his were beneath her tank top on her sides. They travelled upwards slowly, afraid she would walk away. He took the tank top, breaking the kiss for a few seconds. When it was off, Hannah didn't make a move to return the kiss. Christian wanted to lower his eyes so he could finally see what he has dreamt of for so many times but he knew Hannah was worried about something. (Hannah) "What're we doing?" (Christian) "You were the one who kissed me!" - he laughed. She rolled her eyes and sighed, rubbing her forehead. That's when Christian knew it was something serious. (Christian) "Why do you have to overthink everything?" - he sighed too. She looked at him in disbelief. (Hannah) "Maybe because I don't want to get hurt! I know you, Christian. Relationship is not a word on your dictionary!" (Christian) "Maybe because you haven't give me a chance!" (Hannah) "You're a mobster! My mom died because of a mobster! You think I want to end up like her?!" (Christian) "I've told you that I won't anything happen to you." (Hannah) "You can't-" He interrupted her by kissing her. He wanted her to shut up and stop worrying about everything and he knew that kissing her would definitely make her stop thinking. * A mature story that contains strong language and sexual content.* **I realized that this doesn't happen in many books, or none (I haven't read a book where this type of writing was used) but I want to let you know that during the story and when the characters speak, the person's name is in between brackets before the speech. Simply because it would probably get confusing if there wasn't anything that could distinguish who is talking after the speech. I hope you find it convenient during your reading.**

"What do you want?" I cried. "What do you want!" I screamed my heart out, the evergreen trees shadowed over me like they were hiding me, the sun's rays burning my eyes. A black mist slithered at my feet, wrapping around me like a tourniquet. Black dots swirled in my vision as it tightened around my throat. "Oh Blaine," a gravelly voice seemed to surround me. "All I've ever wanted was you."