A Ménage à Trois (M/F/M) Story The young songstress was stuck in a world of her own; a world of fear. With a past that haunts her like the plague, she's left to fight her demons alone until a duo of men suddenly barge into her life. Desperate for her own seclusion, she tries to erase the pair from her mind in attempt to protect herself. But all goes down the drain when she finds herself falling for the foreign charms of Gray Bradshaw and Trent Easton. Like wrecking balls, they destroy her concrete walls and introduce her to their way of life, leaving nothing but a confused and seduced mind trying decipher reality from fantasy. Like the sky, they were the sun and moon and she was all their stars. ❝Imagine us; our hands painting your body with our love and desire, drowning you in a plethora of euphoria. Our touch would be embedded in your velvet skin making you yearn for more, forever consumed by us and only us. We'd make you feel wanted and needed, your essence becoming what we need to survive. Become our fountain of life, Remi. Become part of us.❞

Highest in Werewolf: #2 "Selene, my daughter, please hear us out. I know we don't deserve it, but your sister is pregnant and-" I held up my hand to stop the man named Benicio Dixon from speaking. Surely they didn't call me here just so they can dump all their personal problems onto me or dig up the past. If that was the case, they're quite foolish. I'm not interested in the slightest. Shifting my attention from my father to the woman he stood behind, my gaze narrowed on the small but visible bump under her sundress. Hestia Anne Dixon. My younger sister. The Luna of my old pack and the woman my mate chose over me. She was pregnant. I turned to the male sitting beside her in the Alpha's seat. Guilt and regret crossing his striking features when he refused to meet me in the eye. "If the reason you called me here is because of this nonsense" I gestured between my sister and mate, "Then it would appear I wasted my time. With all due respect, Beta Dixon, I am an Alpha. I have many and much more important things to do than discuss petty mate bonds. If It wasn't obvious enough, I'll make myself clear-" I stood up, not caring for the gazes burning into my skin. "Whether or not she has this pup has nothing to do with me. Luna Walker's mate has nothing to do with me. In fact, none of you have anything to do with me outside of pack business. If you're worried about my interference-- don't. I won't say nor do anything. To put it simply, I don't want him. I didn't want him for the past four years since he rejected me and you all left me to die. Rest assured that seeing him again won't change anything. Now if you'll excuse me, I have things to attend to." I held my head high, walking off with my Beta trailing behind me. Just as I reached the door, it abruptly pulled open and I came face to face with the most beautiful man I've ever seen in my life. Dark, crystal grey eyes bore into me and I found myself go still. Alpha Raizel Locksworth. The Bloodlust Alpha.

Population levels have reached critical, forcing the government to step in. A new system is built - an assigned mate for 16-year-olds, one child per family, all done with a computer algorithm. Careers are determined by what job is needed and best suited for. Any deviation and they face the risk of becoming a Lower--the unwanted dregs of society. Or sometimes something far worse. Rebecca hates the system. She's paired with a cookie-cutter human called Jake, sees her dream job given away to a liar, and is forced to work in endless code as a programmer. Nothing is what she would choose for herself. When she and a boy with many secrets, Scott, discover a flaw in the system, they realize they can change everything. Jake could be with his real love. Rebecca could follow her dream of writing. Society can be turned on its head with the sweep of a keystroke. If they're caught, they face a fate far worse than becoming a Lower. INCREDIBLE COVER BY @kerozeo - show him some love!! [ FEATURED WATTPAD STORY ] [HIGHEST : #6 in Science Fiction] [HIGHEST : #2 in Rising]

The Mafia and His Angel, a love story of a lifetime - a love story between two broken souls yet they found peace in each other. #1 in romance, with 40 Million Views and 1.3 million votes #Aylessio ONLY PREVIEW - 6 chapters! The book has been picked up by a publisher, hence the rest of the book has been taken down. (MATURE CONTENT) Cold, Ruthless, Heartless, Arrogant, Killer, unlovable. These are all the words that Russian Mafia Boss, Alessio Ivanshov goes by. He's respected and feared by all. He can't love or be loved. The Mafia life is all he knows until he finds a beaten up girl, hiding under his bed. What happens when the Mafia Boss finds love? Or is he even capable of love? Can Ayla, the broken girl melt the ice and break through the walls around Alessio's cold heart? Will their love survive? Trigger warning: Some scenes may include rape and cutting/suicide attempts. (This book is recommended to 17+. It contains mature subject and dark themes such as explicit kidnapping, murder and rape. There's also explicit sex scenes. Read at your own risk. This book is unedited so you'll find some grammatical errors) ALL RIGHTS RESERVED! This book is owned by me (Lylah James) Please follow and keep the book in your library if you want to know the release dates and where to purchase it. As of now, the book is still in the first stage of publishing. When I have more news, I will let you know.

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There really wasn't any stopping it. It wasn't my fault that my skin was as dark as the night, or my nose was broader than any other's, my hair was always rough looking and broke easily. There was nothing I could do, because to them I will and always will be, the black girl. HR: #3 Short Story Graphic by caesium-

She stares up at him, obviously determined to hold her ground. Her dark eyes glint... dangerously? And yet, she makes no move to back away or tell him to move. Lucan leans over her, cocking his head to the side. "I didn't hear you the first time, Jelena." His voice isn't as balanced as it usually is, but he can't find it within himself to care. Jelena runs her fingers through her braids, trying to look everywhere except his face. "I don't see how that's my problem, Mr. Cacciatore." He angles his head to meet her eyes. "Well, the only reason you're still here is because you want me to hear it. Ho ragione, mia bella?" She gives him a look, but even he can see the desire plain and clear behind her gaze. "No." Lucan laughs, the baritone vibrating in his chest as he leans closer to her. His lips barely ghost over the edge of her ear when he whispers. "Please don't play games with me, Jelena Elias. I'd hate for you to lose." *** complete summary inside