"Stop crying," he growled, gripping my chin in his hand. When I did not stop crying, he took his teeth and bit my neck hard, making a mark on me. I whimpered as I wiped my tears, keeping my mouth sealed. I wanted to scream but once again, I did not want to make a scene. I had to behave even though he treated me wrong because paparazzi followed us everywhere, and I had to give off that happy couple appearance. If I were to do something wrong, it would be all over social media and the news for about an entire week. Thinking about this detail, I obeyed his orders. "Good girl," he soothed, as though I was a dog, and he kissed the bite mark he left on my neck. *** Summary: Jackie Simmons is the daughter of a famous pianist and businessman. During this time, her family decides to marry her off to Brad Rodriguez- the son of one of their business partners. However, there is one small problem. Jackie does not want to marry and is preparing for her time at the prestigious university, Yale. After being forced to enter the marriage, Jackie is convinced that she will hate Brad. On the contrary, as soon as she meets him, she becomes smitten with him. But her husband's main goal is to break her. Underneath the facade of a tough man is a suffering one, crying for help. His wife, Jackie, desperately wants to help him. However, because of his treatment towards her, things in their marriage slowly but surely begin to fall apart. And what happens when Brad starts developing feelings for Jackie? Will he admit his wrongdoings, or will Jackie declare enough is enough? Read to find out. Book 2 (Prequel of Always Broken) Lorena Eliakim, daughter of a Jewish king lives in a small town called Judea. Life already has her in shape. She is the princess of her land, ruling with power and authority. What happens when she falls for an Assyrian, one of the worst enemies of her father and the entire kingdom? Cover was done by -lyscece

(COMPLETED & UNEDITED) His full lips were curled into a smirk as he grabbed her by the arm roughly. "And who might you be?" He asked her while she heard her father mutter something in a language she didn't know. "Estefania De Luca," she answered him as his smirk slowly turned into a smile. She wanted to break free from him and run to her father, but she knew that would only cause a bigger mess for her to clean up and she did not want to get into trouble with Dominic. Her father already was. She watched as he slowly turned to her father and laughed. "De Luca I didn't know your little daughter was so adorable," he said while her father just groaned out in pain. She instinctively tried to move forward only to be roughly yanked back by Dominic. "How old are you again kitten?" Stef tried to turn to her mother but he took her chin in his big hands and forced her to look at him. "I..I just turned eighteen," she forced out of her mouth. ************ Dominic Moretti doesn't care about anything or anyone except for the family business and money. Uses women like trash and treats people like it too. So when an opportunity pops up for him to be head over the family business and have more money, what's a guy to do? There's only one problem. Dominic has to settle down, and get married. Estefania De Luca is your average teenager. Pretty, sweet, shy, and just graduating high school. She has no experience with the harsh brutal world of violence. What's a girl to do when she's forced into such ferocious world with a man who could care less about her? What happens when these two cross paths? *Cover by: @duhmeter **Steamy Chapter is private

My name is Jade. I was kidnapped and given as a gift. Like a pet. A gift meant to mend the bond between a father and son. But before his son knew I even existed, I was locked away. I sat, hidden right under his nose, in his basement. Learning to be a good wife by being forced to read a book with outrageous rules that fall into the husband's favor and beyond. And I would stay there until I was perfect for Blake. Or what his father thought was perfect. ... Then there was hope and fear and a surprising love. Finished. Now editing. Highest rank: #7 in romance

👑1 in Queen Series👑 (Warning: Dark themes & sexual assault) I will have you...all of you, Esmerleda," he said as his eyes raked over my body. I tried to get away. His other arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer. "No you wont!" I spat angrily at him, my body gradually welcoming in his warmth. I hate him. "I will," he claimed, his smile making the scar on his face look even more fierce. "I will have your body, heart, soul. Everything," he growled, as I watched his eyes zero in on my lips. "Don't you dare!" I panicked. I shoved with all my might at his chest. He let me go quickly, making me almost fall into the table. "Don't you ever touch me again!" He chuckled as he grabbed my glass of wine. "Till our wedding night." ******* Esmerelda is devastated when the Lycan kingdom demolishes her own. Seeing almost everyone she knows and love killed right before her eyes, she expects the same fate. But when a man interrupts the massacre to announce that she will be the one spared, she is forced to go to the kingdom of monsters. She is forced to become their Queen, their beast of a King's wife, and forced to live among them. Will she survive the brutal world that they live in, or will it be to much for her mundane mind to handle? *Cover: @17Serenity **Completed & Unedited

Highest Rank: #2 in passion : #1 in kidnapping : #3 in possessive : #12 in mafia : #4 in death : #6 in romance : #4 in desire Italian Mafia Boss and ruthless business man Xiden Luciano has his eyes set on 18 year old Amira Dawson when she fell into his arms. Her innocence intrigues him... Amira found herself captivated by this blue eyed devil and gives into temptation; jumping in blind, but with his secrets and her past closer than ever, she finds herself in an unorthodox dilemma. (Sorry I'm horrible at descriptions) ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. UNEDITED

Seven years ago... I was his stalker. Three years ago... I was his wife. Two years ago... I was his ex-wife. Since the day he left me, my life has never been the same. It seems like I gathered all life's misfortunes - my mother died from cancer, our family business went down and my dad could not face the shame so he killed himself leaving me to take on the responsibilities of paying his debts. I have to work hard to make ends meet. I worked as a baker, a dance instructress, and an entertainer in order to pay the debts as well as to support myself. I was trying to be okay until he came back. He manipulated everything - owned the bakeshop where I worked as a baker, paid me to give him private dance classes and made me agree to perform in private with him. Do you think that is already worse? Nah-uh! He my family's debt so I am obliged to pay him based on his terms. I am Patricia Sandoval, sold to Stuart Cordoval - I am his personal assistant, private chef, personal dance instructor, exclusive entertainer and on-call bedwarmer of my beloved ex-husband. This may sound absurd, but yes, I am sold to my ex-husband. Note: This is originally a story written in Filipino but since there have been requests for its English version, I am going to slowly upload an English translation of this story.

"Do you know what to do, Amunet?" A voice as sweet as silk whispered into the young girl's ear. Amunet didn't look over her shoulder, but shifted uncomfortably on her bare feet before nodding her head. A soft hand touched her back and urged her forward. All eyes turned towards the girl dressed in transparent linen with her dark hair tumbling down her back and her violet eyes lined by kohl. Every movement caused the jewels on her wrists and ankles to dangle and shimmer in the light. She raised her head and found the Pharaoh's transfixed stare. His jade eyes narrowed in on hers and the room became still and silent. Amunet bowed and, at the pluck of a harp string, began to dance. --- DISCLAIMER: this story is NOT historically accurate. It does not take place in any real time period and therefore there will be inaccuracies and areas that don't make sense in the context of "ancient Egypt." CONTENT WARNING: though this story is not explicit (sexual or otherwise), it does mention more mature themes that may be troubling to some readers, including but not limited to forced prostitution and miscarriage. cover by @Addietay

Highest Rank: #1 in Romance, #1 - painting, #1 - heartbreaker, #1 - one-sidedlove, #1 - unrequitedlove, #1 - engagement *********************** Still not satisfied with our physical contact, he leaned his face down to meet mine as his fingers gripped my chin. "Fiancée?" he asked, whispering the word. I nodded as the tension I felt from our body contact got even more intense. I stared at his handsome face. "You claim yourself my fiancée?" I nodded again. Of course, I was his fiancée and I'd claim that title no matter what. "Let's see if you really are," he whispered slowly in between his breathing. His tone broadcasted danger and it made me shudder. "A fiancée can kiss her man. Now, let's see if you can---" And with that, in just a heartbeat, he pressed his lips against mine. *********************** He is my one great love. I've loved and adored him since I laid my eyes on him and to be his wife is my life's absolute dream. But he hates me. He has hated me since the day he first saw me and he makes it sure that breaking my heart and pushing me away will be his greatest achievement. In spite of all the drama, the pain and the heartbreak he caused me, I still insist to be engaged to him --- this cold, aloof, and heartless man. Yes, he is my one great love. But he is my one great challenge as well. Will I be able to create a heart in my heartless heartbreaker? (Cover made by @itsmyaah) Copyright © HervinaMollejon™ 2015-2016 All rights reserved.

She was starting her life anew. Keeping her self out of the trouble and keeping her distance to emotional attachments. He was the short-tempered man living right next to her door and he was sexy and hot as hell. With the pull she felt from the first time they met, with him being the arrogant impassive guy with his glaring gorgeous eyes diving deep down on her soul, how could she avoid the delicious attraction between them when all she could think about was how would his lips taste against hers? And with every chance she never expected, he was thinking the same thing? This is the prequel to "The Devil Who Owns Me". This is start of romance between Trisha and the irresistible devilish Sebastian.