What a Cavelli Wants, a Cavelli gets... ******* Vitelli Cavelli is by birth a brilliant businessman. Born an enigma even to his parents, Vitelli is not ready to forfeit his bachelor card. With a hefty bank balance, near perfect looks and a master of the female body, this Cavelli has always gotten what he wants. ******* Olivia 'Ollie' Clarkson is a pediatrician and every public workers nightmare. Having gone through a rough childhood, her life goal is to expose all the greedy and selfish bastards in the adoption system and one day build an orphanage of her own. Her hectic lifestyle does not allow time for men, yet she can't seem to stay away from the arrogant brute who makes her blood boil. ******** Excerpt from book "Do not let another man touch you," he growled lowly, "Or I will not hesitate to cripple him beyond repair. You are mine Olivia and Cavelli's do not share" His grey eyes flashed as he withdrew, leaving her in the form of a hot, panting and unsatisfied mess.

As a human being we are free to choose what we want. We did not ask to come in this world and certainly don't ask when death comes and takes us to the place where there is nothing more but light or darkness. That is what i have been told. But it was all wrong and this is my story...... This is my first story and please do enjoy it!

When a vicious mythical assassin, Xavier is badly wounded and loses consciousness in a little garden, his injuries were tended by an old lady who has a beautiful grand daughter, Jezelle. The old lady is awestruck when she notices him morphing into a werewolf in his unconscious state. When he wakes up, they both discovered that he has lost his memories and he needs someone to take him in while he tries to live a normal life, in so doing, he shrinks himself to the size of a dog to become an house pet whenever Jezelle is around while he works as a man in the day time. What happens when she harmlessly falls in love with the man she met out there who saved her life and unknown to her, is the pet who sees her nudity every night before she takes a bath. But will this last, when the impending past is coming to haunt them both with their terrible secrets??? April 17-2016 ©All Rights Reserved.

He is wilder than the west ************* What compelled her to agree to the absurd terms that Carlos put forward was beyond her. He turned towards her with a wicked grin that soiled her knickers. "I win." It was a simple statement yet she felt breathless. She swallowed, her forest green eyes darkening. "Well, name your prize then?" She demanded, his blue-grey eyes flickered to her lips when she nervously and unconsciously licked them. His grin widened. "A kiss," He answered.

When people see Alonzo Riccardi they only see the Italian Billionaire; who's the CEO of his family owned business. If there is one thing you should know about Alonzo, it's he knows what he wants and he goes and get it. One thing he never wanted was a wife and child, but on one fateful night when he finally decides to loosen up; he is guaranteed one and decides to have the other. Katrina Stewart never thought that she would become pregnant, on the only night she decides to have a one night stand. Now she is married to Alonzo Riccardi a tall, dark, and dangerous man and is expecting his baby. He has made it very clear that he doesn't want her in his life, but does he have his reasons? Katrina fears that she will always be his unwanted wife, but why won't he just let her go? What does she do about the sexual tension in the air? What do you do when you find out your married to a mafia boss? Edited by: Amy Perry

Abigail Williams is a seventeen-year-old girl running from her own nightmares. Finding sanctuary in a small town she believes her suffering is behind her. Until a monster comes for her in the dark. One she can't escape. One that will never let her go.

I wanted a baby. I really, wanted to have a baby... It wasn't an option of wanted one right now, given my super-hot boyfriend already knocked me up... I was going to have a baby. I just had to tell him... Need to tell him. Enter the problem. My stepdaughter. I loved her. She hated me. Absolutely normal. She was daddy's little angel and could do no wrong in his eyes. She didn't want a sibling... Like she had a say in it. Back to my super-hot builder boyfriend, more correctly, my super fine baby daddy. I had to drop the B-BOMB. Shouldn't be too hard, right? Ugh, maybe... We weren't not trying to get pregnant, but we weren't trying either. We were just having a lot of sex. Great. Mind-blowing sex! Legs shaking... kind of sex! I thought he'd be happy about it.. I thought she'd get over it.. I thought maybe after nearly eight years together, he'd put a damn ring on it. You see my point? Tantrums. Fighting. Tears. One hell of a night later, and no one seem to have seen my point.

Life sucks when you're a twenty-six-year-old orphan. It sucks harder when you have to stay in a crappy apartment and feed a cat that hates your guts and hisses at you any chance it gets. It sucks even harder when you have to work for a jerk of a boss who treats you like you are gum under his fancy shoe. It sucks even more when you're too shy and quiet to even think about standing up to him. Besides, you need this job or you'll be homeless.