"Use your words doll I want to hear that sweet voice of yours" He said gripping my jaw even more tightly. I was sure that this will leave marks on my face. "Yeah... I understand..." "And what do you exactly understand doll. We wanna hear don't we" He said while turning and looking at his friends who nodded agreeing to Blake like the puppets they were. "I...I won't..talk...to..him" "Good girl " He said letting go my jaw and kissing my forehead. This guy was so sick Caution: self harm | abusive words |

"You are MINE." He growls out, trapping me against the cool counter, the spoon immediately falling out of my hands- creating a crash on the floor. His big hard body covers mine like a sweater, His thick blonde hair running against my chin as he dips his head down to my chest. "Who do you belong to?" He whispers in a deathly taunt. Shivers cover my body as I squeeze my brown eyes tight and with all my might, push him off me. He stumbles back a little bit looking up with dark eyes full of lust and anger. "Not you." I reply. My eyes narrowed at his hazel ones, trying to ignore the heat that went off me as he left. "I guess I'm going to have to teach you a little lesson then." His voice coming out deeper then ever. Fear leaks into me as I notice the sly smirk that forms on his face. "This will be fun." He blurts out, before he lunges for me. ~*~ Christmas is for fun and laughter, opening presents, giving, and spending time with your family. Who would of thought I would be spending MY Christmas, the most important day of the year, being kidnapped by a sexy hunk in Santa boxers. Definitely not me.

|| Highest Rank - #1 in Humor || Aria Daniels has one of the most vivacious personalities ever. She is a crazy teenage girl that is impossibly hard to drag down. So what happens when she finds a letter telling her that her brother has been kidnapped and won't be returned unless she pays sixty thousand dollars? She doesn't follow the rules of the letter and get the money. Oh no, in fact, she breaks into the kidnappers base with a bobby pin, steals their cupcakes, paints their abs with white paint and somehow ends up in London with a room full of gang members and a bright pink gun. This is one hell of a crazy story. ~~~~~ WARNING: This book is weird as fuck. It's no joke, I am telling you now that all the characters might as well be high on drugs the whole time because some of the shit they do makes no sense but I promise it will make you laugh (if not I'll give you a cookie). [COMPLETED] Copyright © by Laylaa Khan

"They are undercover and are here for your protection." "What? Are you crazy? I don't need protection. And these two bulls undercover?" I said pointing towards the bulky men. "There's nothing undercover with them following me around." "Oh no you got it wrong. They are not following you around. They are here for information and delivering your bodyguard." "What do you mean by delivering my bodyguard?" Now I am totally confused. "Giara here is your bodyguard." He said patting that brunette's back. "WHAT?!!??!?" •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• This is a story about two different people, leading different life, brought together.A girl who never had a normal life. And a boy who never had a such complicated life before. Follow the journey of Giara Edwards and Jay Olsen's life and see where it leads them to. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ What's hot in action : Rank - 1st on 4th December 2017

In the land of gods and monsters I was an angel; living in the garden of hell. Tyler King- the most powerful vampire on earth, the King of all vampires. Shae Valentine, a simple quiet oblivious human girl and Tyler's after her to stake his claim. In everything he did, he always was surrounded by a darkness. He didn't think anyone could change that. But she did. Shae Valentine made him feel things he never knew was possible. She made him explore new things and love. She was his saving grace. Just as he was hers. Even the Vampire King has a weakness. Highest rank: #1 in vampire 7/11/16 Amazing cover by: @ellysmithy *book 1 of the 'crimson' series* *completed as of 1/3/17 *needs to be majorly edited NO TRANSLATIONS YOU WILL BE IGNORED

He can hear her each breath He can see her every move He can sense her every emotion He can appear anywhere He craves her He wants her And He has her He resides in her as her fear. *** Aurora Moore a soft hearted person's life becomes a nightmare with abrupt appearance of the one whose dark presence can engulf you in the abyss of darkness, the darkness which has no escape. *** Her whimper is his music Her pain is his pleasure Her fear is his aliment And She belongs to him ----------------------------------------------------------------- Trailer of the book is by aishafanfiction. ----------------------------------------------------------------- Highest ranking- 1st rank in fantasy genre. (9-7-2017) ------------------------------------------------------------- This isn't a cliche book on obsession . It has supernatural elements in it, prophecies and unimaginable twist. It is full of magic, darkness, conflicts, suspense, supernaturalism, action, a lot of drama ,and of course, is full of romance too. --------------------------------------------------------------- This book is under constant editing.

Annabel McGromery is fragile. Small, quiet, and sweet, she stumbles upon the unfortunate presence of Blade Black. Blade is viscous, and nothing will change that. But when he finds his mate, and kidnaps her, can the sweet, fragile girl find it in her to escape? Maybe even hurt some people? Or, if she stays, can she accept Blade's ways? Not to mention she's a cat loving human among the werewolves.

Isabel Mendez was about to turn 21 yrs old. Instead of celebrating her milestone with a party or going out with her friends like most young adults, she is seeking food and shelter instead. Abused and molested numerous times by her neglectful mother's two boyfriends, she runs away hitting the streets of Dorchester in Boston, MA. Learning to fend for herself she lands various jobs to survive even if it could land her in jail. Aiden and Brayden O'Brien are twin brothers who are well known among the city of Boston. With their affiliation to the Irish mob because of their grandfather and father, they pretty much own the city, including restaurants, a construction and development firm and an Import & Export company which is one of the biggest one in the country. Though they were raised in the mob mentality, they both keep their noses clean, at least they try too. What happens when these brothers intervene in Isabel's life practically saving her? Will she thank them for their help or do what she does best...run away? "Isabel, why can't you let us help you? Must you always find something wrong with everyone who tries to do so?" Aiden screams frustrated. "Yes!" she screams back. "Why?" I ask cautiously. "Because. I don't trust anyone. Every time I have I was let down, hit or taken advantage off. Why should you both be any different?" We both looked at each other and sighed taking a step closer to her. "We are not them Isabel and sooner or later you are going to have to let someone take care of you. We want to be the ones too. Please let us. We want you, in every way." Aiden grabs her hand pulling her over to them. "We want all of you, give us a chance to show you that you can be loved." I whispered in her ear sending shivers down her spine. She couldn't say no, knowing that if she ran we would find her. We always did. We put our claim on her. We put the word out that anyone who looks or touches her is a dead man. She's our possession now.

"Don't move," Alexander and Xiaver murmured insync before harmonizing butterfly kisses along both sides of my neck. I moaned in pleasure and anxiety. Then the unexpected took over as they both slowly and painfully sank their canines into my soft spots. I cried out in pain, pulling away from their hold, causing Xiaver to let out a loud growl and Alexander to hold my arms to my side. Then darkness. *Warning: Does include adult content and language.

I stand there wide eyed and frozen where I am being held in place. The sounds of fists connecting on skin, cracking under his bloody fists. How can he be so cruel and heartless? Why doesn't he just leave me alone? "STOP PLEASE JUST STOP!" I hear myself scream feeling warm tears fall down my cheek. I couldn't bear it anymore. At the sound of my scream, he stops midair snapping his head towards my frightened one with a sadistic smirk. He does that every time someone begs. "Sorry Princess, I don't think I heard you?" He heard me, that's how he plays with people's emotions. "Stop just let him go he didn't do anything wrong." He stares at me blankly. His eyes show anger. "HE DID DO SOMETHING WRONG! HE TOUCHED YOU! NO ONE TOUCHES WHAT'S MINE!" I flinch from his screams, something I always do when he yells. "I'm... we aren't." I shake my head. "Say it. I WANT.TO.HEAR.YOU.SAY.IT!" I know what he wants me to say, I just couldn't. He notices that I am not going to say the three words he wants to hear. Turning to face his punching bag, he lifts his arm again, hatred in his eyes. "STOP! I -- I'll say it, just please stop. He's had enough." I say defeated. Dropping his arm, he drops him on the ground like a sack of dirt and stalks towards me as the arms that restrain me let go. "Tell me Princess. Tell me what I want to hear." he cups my face with his bloody hands. Staring into his cold-hearted eyes I let out a shaky breath "I -- I'm...only...yours." His lips curl up into a smile pulling me into his lips. Kissing me possessively, I shut my eyes tightly. Pulling away he goes back to a serious face. "You.Are.OnlyMine! Remember that. You belong to me. You know I will kill any guy that even thinks to look, speak or touch you. Do you understand me? I nod my head yes glancing over at the limp body on the ground then back at him. Stepping back, he turns and kicks him on his side making him spit blood out. "Next time you're dead!" ... I'm only his...