[Complete] "He follows me around like a predator seeking a moment of weakness before he takes down his prey. But his eyes are soft and tell me a different story." Eighteen-year-old Zara is a born and raised African-American city girl. She's always seen the mountains in the distance, but never once set foot in them--until she wakes up one night in the middle of them with a raging thunderstorm overhead and no memory of how she got there. As if her situation couldn't be more terrifying, she finds a wolf staring back at her in the darkness. Just when she thinks she's about to become his next meal, she discovers that he is not what he seems. Despite her weaknesses and limitations in the wilderness, their journey together becomes a test of trust. But when Zara learns the truth, she's not ready to accept it. --- **You will not find the following werewolf clichés here: alpha's my mate, mate rejected me, abused MC, or super-special-rare white wolf.** An adventure that develops into an interracial romance. Ages 12+ PRAISE FOR ZARA'S WOLF: "I absolutely love it. It has a uniqueness that I haven't seen before." - LJSummers "This was amazing. One of the best werewolf stories I've read." - foodlovr09 "I sat here biting my fingernails as I read... This is simply gut wrenching!!! ...And I'm not a fan of wolf books either... But THIS!!! Zara's Wolf is incredible!!!" - Somerlea "Zara's Wolf is an enthralling rollercoaster that not only serves as one of the best werewolf novels on Wattpad, but one of the best books of all time! The main protagonist is a wonderful character who makes you feel involved in her own way. This is a fantastic debut to what could be a fantastic series." - BradfordAuthor13

She has been reincarnated as a Luna to an Alpha that despises her. *** ALPHA THORNE met his mate a month ago, and she has already proven her greed, unfaithfulness, and cruelty. He will never love the evil woman but is forced to keep her by his side. When she gets in an accident, he wishes her dead. Little does he know that the moon goddess heard his prayers and made them come true. VICTORIA is a human dying of cancer. As she draws her final breath, she expects peaceful darkness. Instead, she awakens in a healthy werewolf's body. But not just any werewolf. She's a pack Luna. Victoria has been given a new chance at life. A healthy body and a powerful position. But she takes one glance at her leering Alpha and mate, who looks ready to tear her apart, and wonders if she was better off dying from cancer. She wants to escape the cold man but is on an entirely new territory. With no knowledge of the werewolf world, she's forced to live with a mate who despises her for unknown reasons. Her only option is to try and melt the ice in his heart, but this is proven a challenge because he thinks she's still the evil woman who once owned Victoria's body.

Dove's filthy fanfic starring hockey star Tyler Wright goes viral thanks to her sister. Now Tyler's read it-and reality's about to get steamy. Season 1 of Puck Fiction *** Dove Moore, a shy aspiring writer, finds her world turned upside down when her secret erotic fanfic starring hockey heartthrob Tyler Wright accidentally goes viral-thanks to her meddling sister. When Tyler slides into her DMs with a proposition to turn fantasy into reality, Dove dives headfirst into a steamy arrangement meant to fuel her writing. But as dominance, desire, forced proximity, and emotional baggage collide, their no-strings hookup pact starts to unravel and the fanbase known as the Dovies might just get the love story they've been rooting for. Content warning: This story contains depictions of violence and assault that may be upsetting for some readers. Reader discretion is advised. *** Weekly updates on Fridays.

[COMPLETED] "You were mine the second you stepped foot in my club. He growled into my ear making my whole body burn with need. "Knees. Now." My knees threatened to bend and fall to the ground, but I have to stand my ground, I can't back out now. He promised punishment and I wanted to see just how much he was willing to let me take. "I don't belong to anyone but myself." I snapped back, surprised that it came out of my mouth. "You have one more chance. Knees." His eyes were no longer it's regular light color but now almost completely black and full of lust as I stood still, not moving an inch. "Wrong move baby," he chuckled, "if you want to act like a brat then you'll be treated like one too." He wraps a hand around my throat pulling me closer and whispers in my ear,- "I'm going to have your sweet voice begging and begging for me and when I finally let you have it, you'll have it over and over again to the point you'll be begging for me to stop." I gulped and then nodded, this was going to be a long night. "Words my love." He chuckled at the sight of me trembling with his hand around my throat, tightening it. "Y-yes sir." Was all I managed to splurr out. What was once a strong independent woman who stood her ground, was a girl who was wanting and begging to be punished. "I want you naked, kneeling and waiting for me in your bedroom, I have some work to take care of. I'll be there after." Then without another word, he walked away. ------

To save her father, Ceryn reveals she's the only fertile maiden in the kingdom and offers the king an heir. Being only a peasant, her claims capture the king's fascination and the kingdom's outrage. *** Ceryn's quiet life shatters when her father is sentenced to death. Desperate to save him, she sneaks into the palace and exposes a secret she planned on taking to the grave: She's the only fertile maiden in the land, capable of bearing the king's heir. With war looming, King Varkon already has enough on his plate. A calculating, level-headed ruler, he knows reckless moves could threaten his throne. Yet something about the peasant girl ignites his blood and makes him risk it all by claiming her. Their bloodlines are oil and water: a powerful king with an ancient ancestry, and a peasant with secrets that could ruin the kingdom. Their union exists only to produce an heir. Romance was never part of the bargain, yet every stolen glance and heated touch forces them to tread a razor's edge of duty and temptation. Their attraction threatens to shatter the kingdom's fragile balance. And with enemies circling and betrayal whispering through every hall, their union could either forge a new dynasty - or doom the realm forever. *** "My entire body tingles with the maddening need to pleasure and protect her. I am a king for Kryndor. But for her? I am a beast. There are no politics, bureaucracy, or rules when it comes to her. Only primal instinct."

One of the most powerful man in the world. He was called Octavius. Cruel, coldblooded, and completely unobtainable. The Devil in a Brioni suit. The mere whisper of his name was like lethal poison that burned through the hearts of millions. Penetrating, and clear amber eyes that made grown men weep, and women burned with seduction. Behind the curtains, no one knew what he looked like yet he was always in control. It was a reputation he had fought to establish, one that brought him power, wealth and just about... everything. When a series of unfortunate events lands her into the very strong, powerful arms of Octavius, it was everything she'd been warned about. The beautiful brute, Octavius, moody and controlling in every aspect. She had never met a man as brutal, and stormy as him, someone she couldn't help but sprout wild, random phrases to, and offer hugs. A man that always gets what and who he wants because that's how his life works. Until it doesn't. Until he stumbles into a five-feet angel with the sweetest smile, and adamant about being friends. - preview - "Has any man ever made you so crazy you thought you'd die if you didn't get his cock inside of you? If you couldn't feel his fingers digging into your thighs as he spread you open and devoured you whole? Have you ever come over and over, so hard and so many times you couldn't be sure where one ended and the other began?" His strong, veined hands gripped the backside of my bare thigh, tracing over my skin, itching higher and higher and I could feel a deep ache building inside my lower region. My mouth slacked, at a loss for words, all I could do was whimper softly under his possessive touches. "Answer me." Big, forceful hands caressed my chin, almost gripping my neck, only retracting as I let out a tiny breathless sigh. His dark deep amber eyes were on fire with a carnal sexuality that I had never seen before. "Use your words."

He stalks her all through out the day and night, she please herself to the thought of him, they both have high end jobs but Believe the other one has no clue that they even existed? So they think, will y/n fall for her stalker, will he bring out her dark Fantasies or will it all coming crumbling down. Read to find out  Y/n grew up never being popular, stayed away from bad things and focused on school but when she got to high school she did pick up one guilty pleasure and that was Carter Romano, the star hockey player who had girls throwing themselves to him, everyone knew him, everyone wanted him, expect he became obsessed with a small quiet girl who kept to herself and stayed away from bad things and that was y/n y/l/n. Wait, what's carters brother have to do with this story?........

Grant has spent three years trying to prove himself to Ruby Jean but she refuses to allow their relationship to progress to the next level. What happens when Grant takes matters into his own hands and do what Ruby Jean won't? Sequel to The Taming of the Sapphire. Start: December 15, 2019 End: November 11, 2021

Infidelity, ˌinfəˈdelədē, is the action or state of being unfaithful to a moral obligation. Olivia Ludavico Spraying my right hand out to the door, I pushed it open, but I didn't miss a drop of blood that was plastered on the knob. Training my gun up into the room, I surveyed around and my eyes landed to see the man, that was suppose to be my kill with my bullet, with his head titled back and his hands tied to his chair- he looked to be sleeping but the two bullets to his head and chest told me it was an instant kill. Someone had beat me to it. "Damn it." I hissed out, clearly annoyed. I placed my hand on my earpiece turning my body sideways to the door. It hadn't been thirty minutes but my brother needed to know we wasted valuable time with me coming down here. It was apparent he wasn't doing bad business with just my father. My brother didn't respond and I rolled my eyes before my breath quickened after hearing clinking of a glass, and I turned on my heel ready to fight for life or death. I hesitated for the first time in my life. Piercing grey eyes in the dim light to Abram Smirnov's office stared back at me, and not to the gun that could end his life at any moment. He looked to be the man that invited death with open arms, but it was on his time and not when the universe called for him and the way his eyes flickered told me it was for damn sure not going to be from me; not for tonight. His fingers grazed the side of his glass before I watched him tick his forefinger against it. He radiated off power and my finger closed around the trigger but I didn't pull it. If he was going to hurt me; he would've by now. What did he want? Nicholai Corsetti

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.