Sequel to His Obsession: (STILL ONGOING- NO I HAVENT DISCONTINUED IT) As extravagant as love can be, many pay the price to well-enjoy it. After years of desperate searching, they've grown to accept the fact that those who disappear without a trace, were gone forever. But what if they were wrong? What if those who they were looking for, simply didn't want to be found? When old love unites, what will happen if these old flames collide with new ones? Danica quickly learns to realize how borderline evil the Hierarchy could be, and what fine price Danica and Eric would have to pay. Along the way, the unthinkable occurs. But this time, she's not the hostage. Danica catches an understanding that the worst thing about secrets are that they could be kept by people you had trusted deeply. When the dark history of Eric, Santiago, and Alessandra slowly untwine, they each get caught in their own alarming surprises. Some in which could cost them their future. As they all know, in the Hierarchy- death is normal. ----- Highest Rank: #27 in Romance. 6/20/18 IMPORTANT: Please do not read any further if you have not read His Obsession, but intend to. Thank you. DISCLAIMER: This story contains violence and mature scenes. Read at your own risk. His Indulgence. Copyright © 2018. All Rights Reserved.

Aaliyah was 10 years old when she lost her mother due to a heart attack and her father going into prison. She had to move in with her drug lord Uncle and live in his house secretly for her protection of getting hurt. Aaliyah hasn't said a word since her father left. So her uncle thinks she's Mute. Until Dave comes into her life and changes everything. (Some chapters are for Mature Audiences!)

Can two people from completely different worlds really find love and bring peace to the world? Noelle Quintin was just a normal girl living an average mundane life.She had a good life, loving boyfriend, and a supportive best friend. So, when her boyfriend proposed, she thought her life was perfect. Sadly, she was mistaken. That same night, finds out that her bff was pregnant by her fiance and everyone in her life knew except for her. For the first time in her life she stands up for herself and lets them have it. Then she runs far away, starting a new life that she never dreamed of. Denali St. Claire was the mysterious and elusive king alpha, leader of all the werewolves. Only his inner circle knew who he really was. He was centuries old, but had yet to find his one true mate. One night he prays to the moon godess, Celestia, that he would find his mate. Weeks later, both of their fates intertwine, leading them towards a future they could never have forseen. What will happen when the human and werewolf world collide? I know you're thinking this story gonna be so cliche, but guess what? It's not! WARNING: This story contains swearing, sarcasm, innuendos, interracial love, cheaters, backstabbing, fun, strong opinions, girl power, and general badassness. Read at your discretion.

"Who was your first kiss?" Ares asked very seriously and my face started reddening. "I. . . haven't been kissed. Yet." I looked away as I didn't have the courage to meet his eyes and admit this. "Why not?" Why was he asking me this? "You obviously know why. I'm average, I'm just a normal girl." I was interrupted by an impatient scoff. "That's not why." "Fine, you tell me why." I retorted but instantly regretted it. He was going to tell me that I wasn't pretty enough or that I wasn't interesting enough or- "You were waiting." *** "My jaw is on the floor!!! I'm so sad it's over" -AlexysZor-El "Honestly one of the best wattpad books I've read" -baebae_blue_hair "This was the first story I've ever read on Wattpad. That's how I fell in love with this app. Thank you author!" -inaffetss *** Highest Rankings | #2 in Werewolf | #1 in Fiction Translated into 5 languages

"You my lady even when think you not." He kissed me. "Remember that." Jhonni is just like every other 16-17 year old girl trying to make out her in the society. To Jhonni fitting in is the last thing she cares about. All that matters to her is her best friend and boyfriend. That's all you need right? Right?

Mason Roberts is a successful CEO of multiple business including "Red Velvet" a club catering to the BDSM and DDLG lifestyle. Elizabeth lords, is a 18 year old ballet dancer, forced to get a job to help pay for dance school. What will she do when her new job as a PA brings her in contact with a certain Mr Roberts? Short chapters!

(COMPLETED) BOOK TRAILER IN CHAP. 1!!! I had just turned 19 and was about to graduate high school, entering into an amazing university. Surrounded by plenty of friends, I had such a bright future ahead of me. Everything changed when I met the devil named Eric. Disguised as an angel, I was pulled into his dangerous world. Eric was one of the most deadly, viperous, and wicked mafia leaders. His name haunted his victims heads. He was every bit of dangerous as beautiful, someone so perfect only existed in my wildest dreams. He was everything a girl could ask for. Or so he perceived it to be. . . Blinded from the start in his ethereal world, soon I realize that it was all merely just a mask. And what lies beneath the mask, was far more sinister. *** WARNING: This story contains violence and mature scenes. Read at your own risk. *** I pulled away, with some difficulty from his tight hold. "I need to go, I can't stay." It didn't change anything for him, he continued to kiss my neck as if I had never spoken. That's when his hand slipped underneath my volleyball spandex. I gasped out, covering my mouth as I shut my eyes. "I know you want to stay, so stay. I'll make you feel better than any high school guy ever could." Eric sexily purred in my ear. His fingers found the weakness between my legs, and my hands clamped onto the back of his neck as his kisses nuzzled on my neck. I leaned my head back, taking in sharp breaths as his fingers felt inside me. He was so good at everything he did, I was learning from what seemed a professional. After taking another brief look at the clock, I decided to take the risk. After all, an adventure is much more fun when it's dangerous. Or so I'm hoping, I never really had the guts to do anything mischievous before. *** #1 in Romance 7/22/18 His Obsession. Copyright © 2018. All Rights Reserved.

*WARNING: This book is extremely unorganized and unedited* "You knew what your dad was going to my family!!" I yelled snatching my arm out of his grip. "No I didn't. All i knew was that he was getting out." He said. "Besides let's not pretend that your family is innocent in all of this. THey were just going to let my father sit in jail." I shook my head. "Que i think we need to just stop this ..... whatever this is between us. We just need to let it go before things get too deep." "Fine." I said walked closer to her staring into her beautiful brown eyes. "Things between us are already too deep just to walk away." I said kissing her neck. We've gone through too much shit together to just cut all ties." I felt her shiver as my lips trailed up and across her jaw to her lips. "S-st-stop." She whispered as my hand trailed up her thigh as my other one gripped her ass. I pulled her into a deep kiss holding her close. Once I heard her moan I pulled away and with one last look I turned and headed to the door. I stopped right before leaving and looked at her. "I'll fallback and let you do you but I will be watching."

The moment she walked in and I knew I was in trouble. Cause this woman came in with her Guns Blazing." × × × Safari Williams knows what she's about. Her life was designed the day she lost both of her parents to a mad man. Safari doesn't have time for love, or at least that what's she think. She has her mind set on money and achievements, so she can find her parent's killer and put them away. Louis Divano, the billionaire raised right. A heart of gold, and a mind filled with integillence, Louis needs someone to share his love with, the gold diggers and clingy girlfriends weren't doing well for him. Safari catches his attention immediately the day she walked into his office for an interview. Will he calm her overactive heart? or will she continue to thirst for justice?

"I am so sorry I'm late." My red woolly hair flopped onto my face and I huff, throwing my bag on the chair to put it up. I haven't noticed the prisoner yet as I pull down my black pencil skirt that stuck to my hips a little too tight due to the shrinkage in the washing machine. "This. . . is my therapist?" A deep mocking voice came and I cleared my throat, finally meeting the seemingly Black eyes of Prisoner 409. My breath catches in my throat as a slow smirk grazes his face. The handcuffs remained stuck to his hand as he slowly rubbed his bare chin. "Behave 4-0-9" The prison guard slapped the table before leaving and I was still frozen. "Why wouldn't I? Chocolate just happens to be my favorite flavor."