Leila lived with her pack all her life. It was until she was forced into an arranged marriage that she ran away from home. She turned into a rogue and while running away from an Alpha, she ends up kidnapped by another one. The exception for this was one: this Alpha was her mate.

Jade followed in her father's footsteps, and became the worlds best hacker. She never really does anything with the information she finds, it's all mainly for fun. What happens when she gets ahold of the wrong information? N.S.A agent, Cain has a lot on his plate with a former C.I.A. sniper going around killing important people. His best bet is to find this hacker nobody seems to be able to find, and protect him or her, because it seems like the hacker is going to be the killer's next victim.

He's a bad boy She's a good girl While he's out causing trouble, she's locked up safely in her room doing homework He pushes everyone away, she has trouble trusting those that surround her. He's cocky and arrogant, she's shy and insecure. He's Chase Ryder. She's Layla Wood. They have one thing in common, both have dark secrets that tend to follow them wherever they go. With a simple run in with the schools bad boy Layla gets thrown into a world of drugs and violence. Will Chase push her away? Will Layla learn to trust him? Is she like all the other girls, or is she the bad boys weakness? ~please give it a chance and I hope you like it~ MAJOR EDITING NEEDED!!! Bella xx

"We could be more than just friends, Soph." • • • He was a player with the brain of a genius. She was his best friend, the only one who could resist his charm. And yet... - Hold on to your panties, because a genius is loose.

"Guns and sex... that's what you are." • • • Rya Wilkins is a top trained agent, working under the orders of the president of USA. Her job involves brutal interrogations, dangerous undercover CIA work, and killing people who pose a threat to their nation. - And a threat like that just so happens to come in the form of a lethal and dangerously handsome Italian agent, who managed to break into the CIA and steal confidential information. It is now Rya's job to retrieve that information and stop the goddamn mischievous, sexy, son of a-I'm-going-to-make-your-body-explode-in-more-ways-than-one agent and bring him into custody. But there's a thin line between hatred and love - and that line turns out to be Rya's thong.

She wants to escape it all. She runs from it. She gets a chance to leave it all behind. And she does, without thinking twice. Gabrielle leaves France, her home country, when she finds an offer to babysit in London. She doesn't have a lot of experience with kids, but she's willing to do whatever it takes to just disappear from the world she somehow got sucked into. She comes to a rich family, who has a daughter and a son. She gets a big surprise when she arrives there. The little girl might be little indeed, but the son is nothing like she expected. He's all tall and broad with tattoos marking almost every inch of his skin. And he screams bad news. Alexander shows he doesn't like Gabrielle from the first time he sees her. However, they somehow just can't ignore each other as much as they'd like to, even though Alexander told Gabrielle to never involve in his business. But her being stubborn and fearless, she quickly finds out why people call him 'Sin.' *WARNING! This story contains a strong language and violence.* *The Literary Awards 2017 winner Cover by @ForeverIsland

After a barren mating that had lasted just shy of two years, Avery is hell bond on living a life away from power hungry bastards. And if she can help someone along the way, she would gladly make that extra effort. Finally managing to be in charge of her own life, she reaches out helping others overcome the difficulties of losing a mate, no matter the consequences. It doesn't come as a surprise, when she finds herself running a shelter for recently widowed or battered she-wolves. Only one thing remains a hardship: raising so many pups without the strong, tough, manly supervision. The small group of she-wolves and pups increases in numbers and becomes a movement that no longer can be underestimated or constricted in the limits of her childhood home. In times of uncertainty and opposition, with Alphas threatening to overrun their little establishment, Avery has no choice but to venture out of her comfort zone in the search of the combat instructor who could teach basic survival skills to the cubs. If what she fears ever becomes a reality, she would be glad that they would stand a chance in the power-struggle, where Enforces are nothing but a brute force to achieve the goals of power-hungry Alphas. Naively planning to secure the perfect combat instructor, Avery does not leave a room to account for nature that comes at her with a full swing. Winter storm and dreaded coldness that soaks the life out of her make her prioritize the help for a rabid-looking stray. After dealing with his biological father Pablo Alvarez, Jonathan Graves finally freefalls into the rage and darkness. They call it being berserk. For Jon - it is a nightmare. When he finally wakes up from it, he is taken in by opinionated, frustrating she-wolf, who nurtures him back to life, only to give him the boot. Or so she thinks, as Jon is dead set on picking his own time to depart! When Jon meets Avery, the heavens roar as the Monarch and the Rogue discover more than they had initially bargained for.

*This is a FREE book with PAID exclusive chapters* [The Dad I'd Like to F*ck] "You should be careful," Devin said calmly, bending over to scoop Rory into his arms. "This bathtub can get incredibly slippery." "So I noticed," she said dryly. Mortified, she noticed how erect her nipples were. They stabbed the air like tiny knives of arousal and she was positive that Devin had noticed. "I think I can walk now," she said quickly. To her relief, he set her on the ground and reached for her towel. "This is the second time I'm rescuing you," he said, in that quiet way Rory was beginning to recognise as his annoyed tone. "Let's not make it a habit." Rory tightened the towel around herself, wincing from the motion. "I slipped in the tub. Hardly a rescue." A dirty look crossed his face. "I haven't had sex in two years, Rory. Consider yourself rescued..." He turned to leave "...from me." She was speechless. For starters, this had been the longest conversation she'd ever had with Devin Shaw and, secondly, she was positive that he wasn't as crazy as he let everyone believe he was...

[This is a spin-off of The DILF but can be read as a stand-alone] [The story you are about to read is intended for readers age 18+ due to its sexual content and language. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion.] There was nothing Ophelia wanted better than to gouge Nikolai's long-lashed, consuming blue eyes out with a butter knife and mail them to the rest of the Alvonich family. Too bad they were in a very public, very esteemed place - Mikhail's wedding. "You don't think I'll press the button?" Nikolai's breath was warm and teasing in her ear. Ophelia had no idea what possessed her to take up his challenge of a vibrating thong, except that it was too late to back out now. She turned to glance at the infuriating man beside her. "Honestly, I don't care. It won't affect me." "Sweet Ophelia," he whispered, surprising her by flicking his tongue into her ear. Jumping, she glared at him, ignoring the important guests at her table, her father included. Before she could curse at Nikolai, he pressed the button, the swearwords turning to soft moans under her breath. Gripping the edge of the table, Ophelia felt the attack on her cl!t like a burn to her skin. Her father shot her a concerned look from across the table and Nikolai's voice was again in her ear. "Before the end of the night, Ophelia, we will f**k," he promised, releasing his finger from the remote control. "Only this time, it will be my name you scream."