[COMPLETED]✔ The Blood Magic Series |Book 5| 2017 Fiction Award Winner for Best Series. ⁃⁃⁃❖⁃⁃⁃ Maverick arched an eyebrow at me and asked, "Does that mean you won't try to kill me in my sleep?" "Trust me, if I wanted to kill you...after what you almost did to me...you best count on me skinning you alive so I can hear your screams," I picked up my clothes and touched my hand out to the wall as it guided me to the bathroom. "Awe, don't tempt me you little sadist," he taunted me, "I'd love to hear you scream for...other reasons." He didn't just go there... "I'd love to hear what you sound like screaming out my name," Maverick chuckled to himself as he followed me down the hallway. He just went there. ⁃⁃⁃❖⁃⁃⁃ Published on Amazon under K. A. Young. Ebook: $2.99 Paperback: $15.00 Patreon Downloadable PDF - Pack Tracker Tier: $5.00

COMPLETED "You are pretty dumb for a dork," I laugh as Justin hangs his head down in defeat, "Let me show you" I fiddle around with the displaced parts until it clicks together and the record player starts playing again, "See it's supposed to do that!" "You are pretty smart for a slut." He says back with a laugh but, I can see on his face he instantly regrets it. My mouth is hanging open, in complete shock, when he continues "I'm sorry I didn't mean it-" "No, stop," I say with a slight laugh and then for some reason it grows to a full-blown fit of laughter, "No. one. has. ever. called. me. that. to. My. face" I manage to get out through my small, continuing fits of laughter. "You aren't mad at me?" "No, it's not like that an unknown fact," I saw with a smile, "I'm actually surprised you had the balls to say it." "I don't think you are a slut," He says, his cheeks getting a little flushed. In my most breathy, husky voice, I answer, "are you sure, Justin? I know you have thought about the things I would let you do to me if I would just get naked in front of you." As I start to pull off the sweater that is covering the small tank top that's under it. His face flushes a deeper color of red and I can't help but, giggle a little. "Don't worry Justin, I won't get naked unless you ask." Justin and Blythe are basically polar opposites from each other but, because of one class, they find themselves having to learn everything they can about each other. Where will this story take them? Will they become friends or enemies? Will they pass the class and the ultimate test? Continue on reading to find out!

Forced to trade identities with a dead woman, Chara becomes entangled in a web of deception that would no doubt cost her her very life in the end. * Chara has lived all her life as a slave. But all of that changes in a tragic accident that brings to an end the life of many, including a woman named Rose Cartridge, while sparing Chara's life. Reeling from the shock of the accident, Chara discovers that the only way to be completely free from her slavery is to take on Rose Cartridge's identity, journey to London and take Rose's place in an arranged marriage to a man who thankfully never met Rose Cartridge before her death. * In order to win an election, Jeffery Hendrix must marry, but only temporarily, for the duration of the elections. So he strikes a deal with a man, agreeing to pay off his debt in exchange for his daughter's hand in marriage. But as the days progress and his feelings for the mysterious Rose Cartridge progresses along with them, Jeffery soon finds that his heart is not the only thing he stands to lose to Rose... ...he stands to lose her completely.

His burns tell a story, one Julius Talbot is unable to remember. When Julius Talbot wakes up with his memory gone and his face scarred, he is left with no other choice but to believe the story he is told; he is Earl Talbot, heir to the Talbot fortune with a home in Italy and a shipping business. He must also take on a new identity, one that comes with his burns; the beast of Italy. But as the years go by, memories of a past he is unable to remember begin to haunt him with visions of a past nobody dared to tell him about. ...... All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. For permission requests, write to the publisher. This is a work of fiction belonging to Lily Orevba. Resemblance to places, persons living or dead is purely coincidental.

Born a bastard, Race Belington has lived all his life paying the price of his father's infidelity. Scorned and set aside by society, he is in doubt that even his newly acquired wealth will be enough to secure him a wife. Still, he manages to fall in love with a woman of the ton, and risks it all by asking her to marry him. What Race is however not expecting, is to wake up on the morning of his honeymoon, to find a stranger in his bed. * #BEASERIES * Trigger warning; This book contains scenes of abuse.

(Highest ranking #1 in historical fiction) For one simple and frustrating reason, Hadassah is unable to inherit her dead parents' fortune; she is an unmarried woman. Foreseeing this risk, Lord Hadley, before he passes in a ship wreck, creates a Trust, transferring title to his entire life's fortune, to his brother until Hadassah is married and title to his fortune can be passed to her husband. Hadassah however, has until she turns eighteen, a year from now, to find a man, get married and regain possession of her family's fortune or lose everything to her greedy uncle. With an uncle willing to do anything to stand in her path of regaining her inheritance, her only option is to run away from home, travel to Birmingham, serve a blind master and hope that in the process, she can find a husband as well. •~•~• Daniel Talbot has despised his inability to see for as long as he can remember. He however never imagined that his lack of sight would eventually strip him of his birthright. Desperate, Daniel is willing to settle for a marriage of convenience to protect what is left of his pride.

Penniless and lacking the looks to attract a worthy husband, Jane Burton must trick a man into marriage to save her family from financial ruin. * When Jane's father loses his family's fortune in a game of cards and swallows a bullet as a result, Jane knows it is up to her to save her family from financial ruin by marrying a wealthy man. The odds are however against Jane, for without a sizable dowry or a face lovely enough to seize the attention of a man, the only way to find a husband is to trick one into marriage by creating a scandal. But what happens when her plan fails, and the wrong gentleman is implicated? CW: This story contains mentions of suicide. Cover by: @ClarissaNorth Previously titled: "Plain Jane" Copyright©2020 Lily Orevba All rights reserved.

[watty's longlist 2018] Elisa Robinson has only one thing on her Summer to-do list: Go to Jamaica with her best friend. But after an ignorant tweet sent in the heat of the moment, her parents threaten to make her get a job so she could see life through a different set of eyes. Elisa was against the idea until she realized it was kind of perfect. If she stayed home, she could keep an eye on Adam, her boyfriend. She knew they were drifting a part and leaving the country might not improve things. So instead of sunbathing on an island, Elisa was scooping ice cream for rowdy kids. The only thing keeping her sane was her co-worker, Julian. He was the polar opposite of Adam and served as the perfect distraction from her failing relationship. An innocent friendship soon turns to something more as Elisa spends more and more time with Julian. Is it just a rebound or is she really falling for him?

"James McGregor, CEO of McGregor industries, has passed away yesterday evening after a long battle with cancer. James McGregor, aged 63, was one of the-" Elizabeth shut the TV off, she couldn't bear to listen to this... She had been there when it happened, she did not need it to be repeated. Elizabeth Waverton had been Mr. McGregor's personal assistant for the last three years. During that time the two of them had gotten close. They became friends, as he was as a father to her. Ms. Waverton was seen by many as one of the best personal assistants that there was. Most didn't last long at the McGregor's, but Ms. Waverton did. She was known for making anything possible, having connections all over town and anywhere you can imagine. But now that her former boss and friend is dead the company will be taken over by James McGregor jr. the son of her boss. Elizabeth had never quite taken a liking to this man, but he however has taken an interest in her...

He swiped my sweat-soaked hair off my neck, resting his lips against my ear. His fiery breaths blew across my earlobe. My body shuddered once again, craving more of him. "You're not the first woman to think she could seduce me into bed because of who I am, what I write. And you won't be the last." He gave a small chuckle, pulling down my dress, so it covered me. "But," he said in a low growl, "so far...... you're my favorite." Breaths poured from my lips at those words. My heart fluttered inside my pounding chest. His favorite, my brain stuck to his words like glue. Clinging to the small hope we'd continue this somewhere else, more than once. We stayed in that position for a moment before his body heat disappeared from my back. He lit a cigarette in front of me, the flash of the lighter illuminating his flushed, sweat-soaked face. I leaned against the brick wall, finding comfort in the coolness against my heated skin. His eyes met mine again. I didn't think I could move from the spot, but he forced me to when he held up a red, lacy thong in between his fingers. My red lacy thong. Fucking panty thief! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Their worlds collided in a heated, passion-filled hook-up behind a bar, bringing their broken pieces together. And now? Mercy finds herself as C.J. Cole's intern. The very Mr. Cole who wrote the most romantic, erotic books she had ever laid eyes on. How could she manage to keep her panties on around him? Or control herself? Hint: she won't. Mature warning.