"A queen will always turn pain into power." • • • The Gods thought he needed someone sweet by his side. Someone docile to balance out the "evil" in him. Someone to tame him. But they were wrong. So very wrong. He needs someone just as sadistic, wicked, and "evil" as himself to keep him balanced. They needed to know that they could never tame him just as how you cannot tame a natural disaster. You can only watch as it passes and creates as much damage as possible and then pray you can fix it. But why was he something that needed fixing? He wasn't. Simple as that. She made him realize that. She is the reason why he knows there is nothing that needs fixing in his twisted mind. A mind that ruled the Underworld single-handedly while his wife sat at home and played with bejeweled flowers. A soul that found its other half in the most unpredictable way. But this was his realm, And she will be his.

***The wrong girl is sometimes The Right One.*** Charlotte Samuels thought she'd be stuck waiting tables at Marlow's until all her debts are paid off-in about ten thousand years or so. She definitely didn't expect a marriage proposal from the arrogant Brandon Maxfield who was blackmailed by his father to make her his wife if he didn't want his least favorite cousin to run Maxfield Industries. Charlotte's instinct was to say HELL NO! but she's stumped by a few obstacles: 1.) His old man Martin Maxfield is dear to her heart and has been recently deteriorating in health. 2.) She gets a million dollars if she stays married to Brandon for a year. 3.) She would rather like the opportunity to teach the attractive but awfully rude man a few lessons he didn't think he needed from a 'teenage gold-digger' which was his term of endearment for her on their first date-er, business meeting. So what's a girl got to do, right? Sure, she's young and a little rough around the edges but there's something her would-be husband didn't know about her yet-she's nothing like he ever expected. Thrust into the glitzy world a standard-issue Mrs. Maxfield would fit perfectly and rule with impeccable social grace, Charlotte will either have to force herself into the mold or break free of it, risking what little she has left for everything that she can gain. *** Copyright © 2014 by Nina Tippett. All rights reserved. No part of this document may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without prior written permission of Nina Tippett. This is a work of fiction. All of the characters, organizations, and events portrayed in this novel are either products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Images, music and videos used in the cover art and any of the multimedia content posted in this story are the sole property of their respective owners.

A tale in which a thief with a double life grudgingly becomes a hero. ➳ Liana Mason has a life anyone would envy. Nobody suspects that the once orphaned girl grew up to be the city's notorious vigilante. She has been fine walking on the edge of morality for much of her life, but when an assassin arrives in her city she's forced to play a role she never imagined she'd choose: hero. A Robin Hood retelling. Trigger Warning: This contains themes that may be triggering for some readers (violence, sexual assault, etc). Cover designed by Ray Gardener

❝The higher you go, the harder you fall.❞ Elena Evans has always been the observer. No one notices her, but she sees everything. The Elite. Beautiful, spoiled, exclusive. The richest families in the world- they don't let just anyone in. When Elena is asked to make one of them fall in love with her, she figures it's just a stupid game. But the Elite have secrets- and Elena isn't the first one to play their game. [The Elite Series #1] [Wattys2014 Winner: Talk Of The Town Award]

He feels nothing, she feels everything. He knows everything, she knows nothing. He is a predator, she is the prey. Both of them are broken. What happens when the Alpha of the Black Vein pack finds his mate in an ancient? How will he react to her tarnished innocence? How will she react to the expectation of trusting him? Follow the story of betrayal, lost love and tarnished innocence in The Girl With No Name. (This writing is horrible to me, so beware)

(NOT EDITED AT ALL) (LOTS OF GRAMMAR ERRORS) (I was young when I wrote this lol) BOOK 1 of The Alliance Mia has never seen a boy in her life. Well, only in pictures in her history book. It's 2259. In the United States, genders have split. Male and females despise each other. They keep themselves safe in little domes, separating themselves from one another. And unless you want to get kicked out of your dome, you don't leave. 16-year-old Mia doesn't expect to see a male in her life, until her dome takes one in as prisoner. Archer, a 16-year-old teen with a mission on his mind and a determined heart. But little does Mia know he was on his way to The Alliance. Something Mia will be a big part of.

A summer has passed since the catastrophe at the country club. Heiress and vigilante Sapphire Dubois has escaped to Paris, where she has shed her rich persona and lives as the infamous Serial Catcher. When the handsome Detective Aston Ridder tracks her down, Sapphire returns home to find Beverly Hills in chaos. A new vigilante has taken over Sapphire's old job, and will stop at nothing to get her predecessor out of the way. Meanwhile, a man with dark intentions and a deceiving smile has nestled his way into the rich community and is killing off heiresses. It doesn't take long before Sapphire finds that this man, the next killer she has to catch, is none other than her estranged father. Already plagued by sickening memories, Sapphire is pushed to the limit when her father initiates a deranged game that threatens both her sanity and the lives of everyone around her. While Aston struggles to keep the woman he loves from drowning in her father's madness, Sapphire battles to outwit her merciless opponents before time runs out and more innocent blood is spilled.

While setting her sights on a new serial killer, Beverly Hills heiress and vigilante, Sapphire Dubois, fights to cancel the wedding of the season in the sequel to the bestselling New Adult Thriller STALKING SAPPHIRE. As a new serial killer dubbed the "Stripper Slayer" plagues Los Angeles, Sapphire once again sheds her socialite persona, this time to go undercover as a penniless stripper. Struggling to find the brutal man before he slays again, Sapphire finds that the thin wall separating her double life is cracking. Her family and friends expect her to walk down the aisle with the most eligible bachelor among the Beverly Hills elite; a man she doesn't want. Meanwhile, the man she does want, handsome Detective Aston Ridder, is making her life hell as he closes in on the Serial Catcher's trail. Sapphire scrambles to keep the chaos at bay, unaware that someone else is tracking her as well. A serial killer from her past is back and will stop at nothing to get his vengeance.

Despite the illusion Sapphire Dubois presents to the rest of the world, she is not just your stereotypical 22-year old Beverly Hills heiress; she hunts serial killers. While her fellow heirs spend their nights with trending celebs and drugs at the hottest club, Sapphire secretly spends hers luring, capturing, and anonymously handing over So-Cal's most wanted killers to the police - just your average Tuesday night. What Sapphire doesn't know is that one of her adversaries is watching her every move, aware of both her true identity and her unconventional hobby. Needless to say, he doesn't approve. Used to being the one who redefines the definition of predator and prey, Sapphire's world abruptly shatters when a gruesome 'gift' arrives for her at the Beverly Hills Country Club. With her involuntary crush, handsome Detective Aston Ridder, close on her tail, Sapphire now has to rethink her routine strategy and figure out how to capture a killer who already knows she's coming.

Jas gives me a sympathetic look. She sighs heavily, long nails tapping against the wooden table, dodging the 'Missing' posters scattered all over the surface. "Maybe," she finally says, "Just maybe, he doesn't want to be found, Ava." I clench my jaw. "No. I refuse to believe that. He's not like that." "What do you know?" Jas snorts, finally withdrawing her hand from the table and turning back to look at me. "You don't even know him." xx Ford Wilson was in three out of four of Ava Jackson's classes. They had one mutual friend, did a project together once in sophomore year, and had the same lunch. When Ava's car had broke down, she had even ended up parked outside of Ford's house, asking for gas. In Ava's life, he was everywhere. And yet, she didn't notice him until he was nowhere to be found.