❝She was meant to be shared by the Alpha Brothers.❞ When Myra is granted a wish from the moon goddess, she gives the moon goddess a long list of qualities she'd like in her mate. The moon goddess knows only one way to fulfil Myra's long list of wishes- by pairing her with the Alpha brothers. The same Alpha brothers who have been hunting for her for years. Hunter and Mateo King. The Alpha brothers are said to be ruthless Alphas. Their name strikes fear in other Alphas. No one who has ever gotten on their bad side has survived to tell the tale except a notorious hacker- Myra Woods. But what happens when they find out the notorious hacker is their fated mate? ~ 18 + only This is a dark romance book with very intense scenes. Please read with caution.

* Extreme Mature Content* "I told you you're mine. Let me remind you who you belong to..." Apryll isn't a relationship kind of girl. She doesn't have the patience, energy or emotions for one. She's a working girl who made everything for herself. She doesn't depend on anyone and will not take orders from anyone. But he doesn't care. What started out as a one night stand took a dark turn into obsession, lust, and possession. Apryll Collins, a 22 year old girl who isn't here to take anyone's shit. She doesn't rely on anyone to take care of her or do anything for her. She prides herself on her independence. And she will fight anyone who tries to take it away from her. Xavier Akins Knights, a 29 year old Dominant. His hand itches in the presence of a disrespectful brat and will not hesitate to take one over his knee. He's New York's most eligible bachelor and world renowned CEO of Akins Knight Industries. He's used to getting what he wants, when he wants it. And he doesn't take no for an answer. A/N- Ok I actually promise the story is worth a read, I'm just really bad at descriptions. When I'm finished with the book I'll rewrite it #34 in ceo #48 in mature #101 in possessive #6 in ratedr #15 in lust #140 in onenightstand

Twenty year old Ivy Naughton isn't a little girl anymore, but no one knows that better than Matteo Rossi. Ivy is young, beautiful, confident and could have any guy she wanted with a snap of her fingers. But there was only one man she wanted, her Godfather.

*Mature* "I crave your submission." he said eyes moving down to my parted lips as my breathing deepened. "Whenever I want you, however I want you. I want you screaming for it, begging for it. I want your mouth wrapped around me while I ram into these sweet lips, I want to bury myself deep inside your hot little body. God Desiree, I want to eat you like candy. I want it whenever I say I want it. You don't need to be afraid of this Desiree. Fight me in any area of our life that you want to, but not sexually. Just let me have that Desiree. The rest, we'll work out. But don't deny me. I couldn't stand it if you denied me." Private Chapter(s): http://www.wattpad.com/29712630-alpha%27s-redemption-9-her-lady-parts

Lilah James has never had any troubles with getting into a club, even though she was not 'of age' yet. Still, no bodyguard ever demanded to see her ID. That all seemed to change when a handsome, tall and not to forget tattooed-to-his-neck bodyguard came in the game. Before she knew it, he had denied her entrance to the city's local club. She was beyond embarrassed, but over all angry at him. He was just doing his job, she knew. Yet she couldn't shake off the feeling that there was more behind it. Especially after seeing him let teenagers in. He didn't ask for their ID's, but Lilah could swear they looked like ten! She's never met him before and really wasn't planning on getting to know that handsome, ink covered devil. But after she discovered what he did when he wasn't guarding the club, she knew she would never hear the end of it. Especially because of her brother's interest in fights and his unmistakable admiration for one specific fighter: Prince Charmink. »»» "Jason." I hissed at my brother. "What?" He asked absentmindedly. "That's him." I whispered, eyeing the three men in the cage. Prince Charming stood tall and proud with a knowing smirk on his face. "Yes, I know. He's my favourite too." He informed me and I scoffed. "No, you dumbass. He's the bodyguard I was talking about." I snapped at Jason and his eyes widened. "You mean he was the one who didn't let you in?" He almost stuttered. "Yes." I nodded and looked back at the man who hadn't left my mind in a week. I could feel my anger rising again as I glared at his smug facial expression. As if sensing my eyes on him, his confident look faltered and it got replaced by a surprised one as his eyes settled on me. My eyes widened and I looked away. Jason's breath hitched. "He's glaring at you." He whispered and then he gulped. "Now he's glaring at me."

*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...

When Helena finds a phone on the night train, she decides to text the first number in the list of contacts in order to figure out who it belongs to. ***** Helena Santos hasn't had the easiest life. At twenty-one, she's the legal guardian of her teenage sister, in the final year of her nursing degree, and working night shifts at her small-town's local bar. And things get a lot more complicated when she finds a phone on the train home and decides to text the first number in the list of contacts, in hopes of tracking down its owner. That contact? Adam Bauer; the charismatic, sweet, and refreshingly honest older brother of the person who lost their phone. As the two continue talking, they can't ignore the chemistry and growing feelings between them, but life is never that simple. To make things work, Helena and Adam need to juggle a troubled sister, a meddlesome ex-boyfriend, and one fat lawsuit - all intent on keeping them apart. [[word count: 40,000-50,000 words]] Content and/or Trigger Warning: This story contains swearing, mature themes, and sexual content.

" This can't happen. " I frown staring into his eyes. I don't who I'm convincing more, me or him ? " What can't happen ? " He leans down whispering into my ear. " You know what I'm talking about. " I mumble. " You're going to have to be more specific than that baby . " He says slowing trailing his hands up my my dress. " Wait. " He stopped, " Do you have on panties ? " He stared down at me. I couldn't look him in the eyes, so I kept my head down. " No. " I shook my head. " Good girl. " He groaned. Slipping a finger right into my dripping core.

Warning: THIS BOOK IS FOR MATURE READERS ONLY (18+). CONTAINS MATURE SCENES, VIOLENCE, AND LOTS OF CURSING. (A sequel to The Infamous Rafael Valiente, Giovanni Santorini's story) EXCERPT: "I need that tape, Gio. I know you could have it anytime you want, kiddo. I fucking know you're holding the ace!" His expectant voice reaches my ears, barking at me like I was his pawn. It didn't sit well with me. Anger bubbles up in my system, my vision morphs darkly, and I envisioned blood oozing out of his chest, head blows up with brains splattered in tiny pieces. I'm not fucking use her. She is my precious prize possession, and nobody fucking ordered me to do such thing, especially not my Bambolina. My eyes twitched as I simply cocked my head at Vito, my loyal underboss, sharing him a clear message. He surreptitiously nods his head back at me, signaling he gets the message. ............. Giovanni Santorini is defined to all Italian's business enemies as the dirty ruthless megalomaniac businessman. For the women, Giovanni Santorini is the living Zeus of Italian. What does he like to do? Play dirty games are his sports. Strip and ravish a woman are his hobbies. Commitment and love are his dislikes. Winning a challenge is his main goal. Then a challenge begun when he met the stormy-eyed fiery spirited Athena Giudici - who brought storms in his peaceful rather cold heart - in a very ungracious situation became a challenge which he wanted to win. Will this challenge be a deserving goal to win? And is he capable of bringing her in his dark dangerous world he's living in? .......... A STEAMY MAFIA ROMANCE, SPRINKLED WITH HUMOR, AND DASH OF FAMILY SECRETS. A refeshing mafia romance story.