Dolores Giovanni is just a maid in the King Mansion but what happens when Rafael King finally decides to return from his long trip? Secrets will be discovered. Secrets that were meant to be carried to graves. Secrets and Actions that caused a tragedy in the King Mansion. Will they be able to stand with each other as they unleash the secrets? Read on to find out. ;) This book should not be copied or translated. Do not ask as I will not take any requests. This book will contain scenes with violence and strong language. Also a tinge of sexual content so be warned. ;) The continuation of this book can be found on Radish Fiction. Copyright © 2015. All rights reserved.

Sequel of "Claimed By Him Without Love" "Do you Mr. James Ashton, take Miss Liza Miller to be your wedded wife, to cherish in love and in friendship, in strength and in weakness, in success and in disappointment, to love her faithfully, today, tomorrow, and for as long as the two of you shall live?" The Father asked me. "I do." I said without any doubt in my mind. "Do you, Miss Liza Miller, take Mr. James Ashton to be your wedded husband, to cherish in love and in friendship, in strength and in weakness, in success and in disappointment, to love him faithfully, today, tomorrow, and for as long as the two of you shall live?" "No. I do not." WHAT THE F***!

A place where everything is mysterious, enchanting, bloody, and shitty. Entering is the other way of suicidal. Just one wrong move and everything will blur. A lot of secrets are being hid. Not the typical school to have fun. Death is everywhere. Bad, worse, worst, monster and evil are scattered. Must shut your mouth, never against to anyone. "Once you enter, there's no turning back." Never trust your curiosity, it could just drive you straight to hell. WELCOME TO HELL UNIVERSITY! --**-- Date Started: February 8, 2016 Date Finished: August 17, 2016. Mystery/Thriller/Teen-Fiction Book Cover by PixyGoddess

For months Summer is trapped in a cellar with the man who took her - and three other girls: Rose, Poppy, and Violet. His perfect, pure flowers. His family. But flowers can't survive long cut off from the sun, and time is running out...

Nagmahal. Nasaktan. Lumayo. Iyan ang ginawa ni Amy Solomon para makalayo lang sa pag-ibig na nanakit sa kanya. Okay na siya kung masaktan man at takasan ang lalaking minamahal. Ang mahalaga ay kasama niya ang anak niya. Isang aksidente ang nangyari at natagpuan niya ang sarili sa isang pamilya na inaangkin siya at tinatawag siyang Aria. Paninindigan na lang ba niya ang bagong pagkatao na ibinigay sa kanya?

[Edited Version] “You ever think about letting your hair loose?” Ashton asked, his breath kissing Amor’s neck as they waltzed. “My hair’s fine,” Amor snapped in annoyance. Ashton chuckled. “That’s not what I meant.” His hands slowly hiked up the hem of her dress and her breath caught. “What are you doing?” She uneasily glanced around at the dancing couples. “Giving a new meaning to dirty dancing,” he replied quietly. And he entered her. [Cover by @zarawhite]

Lana Jones works hard to be able to survive on her own. She prouds on never giving up and her moral integrity. But when Ian McCain offers her three million dollars for one night of her time, she swallows her pride and accepts his offer. That's when she realizes, she won't even spend the night with Ian, but in the company of one and only James Cornell, a spoiled trust-fond kid. She read and heard he was good looking and charming, but nothing could prepare her for the real James. When James meets Lana, he has no idea she was bought and paid for to spend the night with him. He's instantly smitten with her and sparks fly. One drink turns into diner, which turns into a impromptu date, which they end in bed. When James wakes up next night Lana is gone. Six years passes by when James and Lana bump into each other again. Can they work things out, or will the past tear them apart once again? **************** I've written this story over a long period of time, which resulted in some continuity errors. I decided I want to change it a bit, so things are more clear and the story will move on more naturally... I did finish the story, but there are mistakes to it which I want to resolve. Anyhow for the time being, I will leave this story here, and work on the new and improved version on my computer. Thanks for understanding, and I hope this doesn't stop you from reading this story :)

*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...

[This is a spin-off of The DILF but can be read as a stand-alone] [The story you are about to read is intended for readers age 18+ due to its sexual content and language. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion.] There was nothing Ophelia wanted better than to gouge Nikolai's long-lashed, consuming blue eyes out with a butter knife and mail them to the rest of the Alvonich family. Too bad they were in a very public, very esteemed place - Mikhail's wedding. "You don't think I'll press the button?" Nikolai's breath was warm and teasing in her ear. Ophelia had no idea what possessed her to take up his challenge of a vibrating thong, except that it was too late to back out now. She turned to glance at the infuriating man beside her. "Honestly, I don't care. It won't affect me." "Sweet Ophelia," he whispered, surprising her by flicking his tongue into her ear. Jumping, she glared at him, ignoring the important guests at her table, her father included. Before she could curse at Nikolai, he pressed the button, the swearwords turning to soft moans under her breath. Gripping the edge of the table, Ophelia felt the attack on her cl!t like a burn to her skin. Her father shot her a concerned look from across the table and Nikolai's voice was again in her ear. "Before the end of the night, Ophelia, we will f**k," he promised, releasing his finger from the remote control. "Only this time, it will be my name you scream."

Gangs. That was the one thing that had ruined Evelyn Summers life since the start. With her brother being the leader of “The London's Eyes,”growing up in a world of cruelty was something Evelyn Summers had to become accustomed to. But thing's about to get a whole lot worse. Gangs are starting to form all over London- with the intention of destroying London's Eyes. What will happen when the leader of the most powerful gang offers protection in exchange for Evie? Will Evie be able to survive Sebastian King? She just might have to- because as we all know, Sebastian isn't planning on letting her go any time soon. +++++ Our breaths were heavy and ragged, our chests skimming against each other. "You're no good for me." I whispered, my eyes searching his emotionless ones. "Well that's just too bad, now is it?" +++++