[THIS IS A SAMPLE] Read the full story on Radish fiction. The link is in my Wattpad Bio. ---- Alexander isn't your typical nerd. He'll say what he wants, do what he wants, and verbally bash you while doing it. That's what Travis, a soccer player assigned to be tutored by Alexander, hates most about him. Confusing feelings, a drunken party, and a month of tutoring was all it took to get Travis to realize he was head over heels for the sharp-tongued Alex. Now, if only he knew where Alex's sarcasm switch was.

"As if being shoved into a locker wasn't the worst thing that's happened, I have just been shoved into the oldest, moldiest, smelliest locker in the whole school. The only beams of light comes through the three horizontal lines at the top of the locker, and all they did was show me how much dust had been aroused when I was thrown in this nasty high school locker. Great, now my asthma is going to act up. I lost my glasses at the bottom of this disgusting locker, and this is one of the rare time I was glad I was small enough to crouch down in this tiny space to retrieve them. Wait a minute. What in the world is digging into my back? Usually all the books are torn out by the stupid jocks so that they can just squish me in more. I guess they missed one. Oh well. It's not like this little detail matters. They are just going to throw me in another locker if I ask. Now the real question is, How am I getting out of here?"

In a world where vampires feed from other vampires and males dominate females... there is but one precious thing left in their world which every vampire craves... A Mihr. Dohmenic is the Dralan - the King - of all vampires, and survives purely on clean blood; The blood of a Mihr, a virgin. Without a Dralaq, a Queen, he has to feed from Mihrs to ensure the continuation of his pure blood and the claim to the throne. But the times are dire; Mihrs are becoming rarer and rarer each day, and so the Dralan is slowly fading from bloodthirst. He desperately needs a Mihr to feed. Leyla is a Mihr. She is one of the few that is left in the world ruled by hungry, savage male vampires and she intends to stay that way. In hiding from the frenzied males, she ends up in the one place that should have been her only safe haven in the world; The Dralan's castle. Disguising herself as a Kischmir (a servant), she pretends she is but a mere commoner whose blood is not the purest kind in the kingdom. But when the Dralan nearly dies from cruel thirst, her blood is all that can save him. To be a Mihr means you can't be bedded by a male, otherwise your blood will be tainted. But as things grow heated between the Dralan and Leyla, will Dohmenic be able to keep his hands off her? After all, we always want what we can't have...

Book 1: The Billionaire's Obsession 21 year-old Emily Pierce works as a bartender in one of the most popular nightclubs in New York. One night she gets harassed by a group of drunk men but manages to escape. She didn't expect them to sue the company for harassment. Nick Woods owns a chain of nightclubs in New York. The billionaire is intrigued by the feisty blonde Emily Pierce and pays her a visit after receiving the threat of a lawsuit. He wants her and he'll make sure he gets what he wants.

"Listen to your heart, but don't forget your brain - 'cause a broken heart cannot function properly." Ever since her dad left her mom for another woman, Alex has stopped believing in the concept of love. She'd rather spend her days alone than pining after a guy, thank you very much. Until Mr. Player, aka Dylan Kennedy. It all begins with a party, a silly game of truth-and-dare, and a kiss; and soon enough Alex finds herself falling for none other than Mr.Player's charms, something she must avoid at all cost; nothing but heart-break will come off it. Dylan doesn't know why he wastes his time on hot-headed Alex. She's nothing special, so why does he find her so immensely intriguing? What happens when Alex and Dylan, two people who thought they were incapable of loving anyone slowly start to fall for each other. Will it lead to love or hate? Find out in Love, Hate & Mr. Player.

Everyone finds Dante attractive. Even Ariel. She'd rather not. No amount of dark, mysterious and cavalier should be that appealing. Not even when her job requires his involvement. When Ariel accepts an invitation that leads to one night of passion, his mystery unravels. Dante isn't human. But his revelation isn't the only discovery that threatens to change both their lives forever. Can she keep her heart from complicating things further despite the newly discovered realisation that it's too late? For every day their romance grows, so do the dangers, which will have them embarking on the darkest and most passionate ride of their lives with no idea if they'll make it. .

"Does the one with the cheekbones know the prince is in love with him?" OR Where Louis and Harry are both princes who are destined to marry each other. (Arabic, Spanish and Italian translation available) •Larry Stylinson• © larry_smilinson

I was fine being alone. Heck, I welcomed it! I rather spend a day with my comic books than to actually have a real conversation with someone and I was okay with that. It was my normal self until Zack Ladera had to go and bump things up! The guy can't let me be, and I wasn't sure what he was doing to me but he needed to stop. I had enough problems with myself without him messing with my mind. I was Tyler Hogwagon, darn it! And I was confused... ♥ This will be boyxboy story so if you're not into that and/or against that, then this isn't the book for you. Some scenes may be too mature for 17-13 year olds and younger so reader discretion is advised. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED ★MELTEDCANDY

CONTAINS VERY MATURE CONTENT. "Katarina," my name passed his lips in a gruff whisper and I felt like I was going to melt into a puddle. Rafe's hands ran over my body as he backed me up to the bed. Everywhere our skin touched a fire burned within me. It consumed me. In that moment I wanted him more than anything. I was hyper aware of his hardness pressed against me and I bit my lip. Looking into his dark eyes I could see his desire. His mouth was on my neck, his teeth grazing the skin. I let out a moan as he hit my sweet spot and I could feel his body react to it. He pressed harder against me and slowly slid a hand down the front of my jeans, leaving a tingling path as he made his way. "I want you to say it Katarina," he said. I felt his hand stroking me and I bit my lip. There was no doubt I wanted more, and he wanted to give it to me. "Say what?" I asked, my voice strained as I tried to hold my composure. "You know what," he said sliding my shirt up, sucking on my exposed breast as he teased me below. I moaned again and I could feel him smile. He thrust two fingers in and my control started breaking. I couldn't remember the previous arguments with myself, I couldn't remember why I had been so afraid of him, I couldn't remember why I had tried staying away. All I knew was I didn't want him to stop, I wanted more. "Rafe, I'm-"

❝I want you to be my submissive.❞ In which a teenager named Harry Styles becomes Louis Tomlinsons' baby. {daddy kink} {light bdsm} THIS SUCKS AT FIRST BUT GETS BETTER AS YOU READ ON, I PROMISE. © pleasurelouis, 2015 - 2016