Sister to Dele alli, Mia alli, who goes by the name of Mia A, searches to pursue her dream of a dancer. She stumbles upon her brothers handsome best friend. He promises to be there for her. But is he up for the challenge? (Played by whoever)

( 18+) "You've been avoiding me." I whispered, softly. "Why?" His stare was fixated on me, he was focusing on my chest heaving up and down. His fingers dug even deeper against my hips, he was fighting every instinct in his body. "I'm afraid I might ruin your innocence." He replies very bluntly. "The last thing I want to do is scare you." "Scare me?" "The things I want to do to you, to your body, it might be too much for you." My eyes flickered with innocence, my lips slightly pucker with curiosity, it was confusing deciding between my innocence and desires. "Show me." I said. His eyes practically had flames inside of them, his breathing was now as deep as mine as he focused on my plumped lips. His huge tatted hand left my hips and softly crawled up where his fingers tightened around my neck, my lips parted when he dragged me closer to his mouth. "Open your legs, angel." He said, very roughly. - Elara crashed her car right into the bogeyman's hand, she has no idea how it happened because her memory was completely gone the next day. She woke up in a house she's never been in before and in a room, she's never slept in. Alistair comes from a long line of mafia-strong, fetal men that have made deals with death. Haunted by his last name he keeps his true identity a secret, everyone knows him as the bogeyman who lingers in the shadows preying on the innocent. He needs someone to save his humanity and she needs someone to corrupt her body. Is it more than just desire? Or maybe she's just another victim in his little game, the missing puzzle. Secrets, desire, manipulation, control, and betrayal

"I feel as if I don't deserve you. I'm really fucked up. There will always be the nagging suspicion that maybe I'm still not quite everything you want and deserve." "We love you," Euan says before kissing my forehead. "Love is a strong word, Euan." Saying his name feels so foreign yet homely. "How can you 'love' me when we barely know each other? Like - that's understandable. But love?" He looks me straight in the eye, resting his forehead on mine. "We know it might be hard for you to grasp that concept, but it is true. We love you, simply. It is not a matter of whether someone deserves love or not." Book One of CLAIM © Kait Alletun 2017

Ruthless Alpha Kane meets Sora, a gentle human who shatters his walls-and turns his world upside down. *** At 31, Alpha Kane Locus Black has given up on looking for his mate. Since the age of 18 it has been all he wanted; now at 31 he is a cold, scary and distant Alpha to his pack. Until he meets Sora. His little human mate. *** Book 1 of the Alpha series

(18+) "When you cry I'll kiss away your tears and if you wake up with nightmares I'll fuck them all away." Nimfa has studied every inch of the human heart, failing hearts is what she knows best. She thought she knew everything she possibly needed to know until she was kidnapped by the Irish mob, Laurie Fraser isn't a regular patient. Normally all her patients want her to save them but Laurie wants the complete opposite, he wants to live a miserable, painful life but Nimfa has never been one to give up so easily. Losing his wife changed him and his wicked ways, a women has never caught his attention after that till she stormed inside his life. His every thought is controlled by her, his body, his mind, his tongue. Both being sex deprived and trapped in a house together with no one else in mind things get steamy and desirable. Is this all it is, sex and games? Or is there more to their relationship than just a bed and rope? the irish mob boss & his russian heart surgeon.

Over the years, Rose has learned how to be self-reliant. Her childhood had been lonely and unforgiving to Rose. However, she survived coming out the other end as a strong-willed and intelligent young woman. After a series of bad choices, Rose's family finally found her. With secrets of their own and the last name instilling fear when said the Giordano's would be complete. Rose meets many new people, and the devil himself happens to be one of them. Lucifer Bianchi _________________________________ "Can I kiss you?" Rose said, asking for consent. Lucifer didn't even give it a second thought and leaned in farther, so their lips touched. "Yes," Lucifer whispered. Rose took the invitation and connected their lips. Lucifer grabbed the bottom of Rose's thighs, lifting her to sit on the counter. Her hands found their way into his hair and pulled, making a groan emit from him. It felt like fire ran through both of their bodies. Like they were both finally getting a breath for fresh air. It was addicting and intoxicating. One of Lucifer's hands rested on the small of her back; the other found its way to the back of Roses's head, pushing her farther into him, silently begging for more, and she receives the message. Her lips parted further, letting Lucifer's tongue slip into her mouth. Rose let out a moan at the contact before Lucifer pulled away. Lucifer wraps Rose's hair around his hand the roughly pulled her head back, exposing her neck to him. He brought his lips and kissed from the bottom of her ear, "Don't you-" Lucifer said, pausing between each kiss going down her jaw. "Ever do something-" he said, trailing down her neck, "like that again-" he said, kissing the skin meeting her neck to her shoulder, "or you won't-" he continued lifted his head from her neck and wrapping his hand around her throat. He squeezed lightly, causing a small moan to come from Rose's mouth and a smirk to find its way on Lucifer's face. "Like the consequences," He said threateningly.

One fiasco of a wedding. One rogue. Two mates. Mariana didn't sign up for scandal of the year when she agreed to attend her beloved sister's wedding. But that's exactly what she got - that and an awful pink monstrosity of a dress. Her peaceful life in a bikers bar was traded for two wickedly handsome brothers willing to chase her down to the edge of the world. And one hell of a chase it was... --.-- Mariana could hear distant yelling. Glancing back, both of her eyebrows shot up at the sight. Flock of men in size of a football team were chasing after her across the lawn. Suit jackets and ties were tossed onto the ground one by one. Some even abandoned shoes to run faster. Logan and Caleb had joined the race along with her brother and his goons. She was sure she caught a glimpse of at least two confused humans as well. Poor boys props were thinking that this was some sort of game. Winner gets it all or whatever. I did not see that one coming! I will apologize to Sophie and all the single ladies later! She forced her legs to go faster. In distance she saw the rusty pickup waiting for her. Thank the lucky stars she was smart enough to leave the keys in ignition for a quick escape. Mariana yanked open the drivers side door, nearly diving into the seat. She turned the key, ready to violate the gas pedal, when the truck gave a discouraging ra-ta-ta-ta noise. Oh, hell no.

Lillian Heart has been heavily trained for the responsibility to eventually conquer her father's business. Being a miracle child, the 19 year-old is the only available heir to her parents, making her the only liable option to eventually takeover. This is of course a problem with Lillian being the most timid, shy, and anxious girl one can ever meet. On a normal basis, Lillian accompanies her father on important meetings to understand how his world works. One specific meeting allows Lillian to come into contact with Klein Grey. Klein Grey unexpectedly offers her a personal assistant position in his office. Unable to decline, Lillian is obligated to say yes. - "Such a shy little girl, hm?" Mr. Grey steps directly behind me, close enough to where I can feel the heat radiating off his body. "How could you handle such an important job if you could barely stand to look me in the eyes, little one?"

I look down at the frail frame of the girl. I unlatched her cage and nudged her with my foot. It seems cruel, but the other trainers would have done much worse to see her ignoring their commands to rise. "Wake up, you're being moved," I say to her, crouching down and shaking her. She lies unmoving and a heaviness settles in my chest. I move her hair from her face and press my fingers to her neck, trying to find a pulse. I purse my lips, feeling the faint beating of her weak heart. I look at the girl, watching her struggle to push air in and out of her lungs. I can tell she is sick. Do I put her in the truck with the others, or take her to the doctor? The truth is, nothing good awaits her in the truck. The only question is if it is crueler to go put her with the others, unconscious and barely holding on, or to take her to the doctor. I feel sick just thinking about it. She either dies here, or will wish she would have. I can't turn a blind eye to her though, I can't stand and watch as the life leaves her. Perhaps she will be thankful for me saving her life. ---- Hazel. She's a pretty little thing, far too precious and fragile for the life she was born into. Having lived most of her life in a training facility, she knows little of the beauty of the world or the people in it. A punishment gone bad, forever mares her, leaving her crippled, undesirable. Axel. He's an average man with an abnormal size. Being a Trainer, he is expected to be cold and cruel, someone he is not. It pays him money though, so perhaps living up to that expectation isn't that bad? When confronted with a choice he finally has to choose who he wants to be. Will he live up to others expectations? Or will he choose what may not be easiest, but what is right?