Juliana could not believe Lady Catherine assigned her to be Richard's chambermaid. She obviously enjoyed doing so because Juliana could hear the wretched woman's cackle all the way down the hall. How embarrassing to be reduced to the state of his servant, but there was little she could do about her status in life. Richard came home to find the Wadsworth's family home in ruin. He could not believe his childhood friend Juliana Wadsworth was gone. Told by his conniving stepmother that she had perished in a fire that happened years ago when he was away. He had always believed she would wait for him and that he would be hers and now she was no more. Lady Catherine had thought Richard as spineless as his father. She could not have been more wrong. There is no limit to her schemes. Juliana or Anna as the servants call her has fallen into her plot nicely. With Richard thinking his precious Juliana gone and Juliana to embarrassed by her lot in life to reveal who she really is. Lady Bentley knew she could count on Juliana to play into her hands perfectly, compromising the new Lord Bentley and securing her place at the Manor forever. Highest Rank - #1 Tuesday August 23rd, 2016 (Historical Fiction Hot List) SO HAPPY!!!! If you are reading this story on any other platform other than Wattpad you are very likely to be at risk of a malware attack. If you wish to read this story in it's original, safe, form, please go to https://www.wattpad.com/197007309-from-the-ashes-prologue. Thank you. ©All Rights Reserved by Author Cover and Story by: Ruechari

For fans of Jane Austen, Bridgerton series, period dramas and regency high jinx's. * Move over 'Pride and Prejudice', there's a new insufferably dark and handsome man in town. Did I say, man? I meant woman. One particular woman. As high strung as she is exotic: Mia Antoinette Zarah Arden is the Earl's keeper. Unbeknownst to him, she vowed to guide him in sickness and in health. Sworn to protect him till death do them part. She promised to make a man of him yet. Too bad he wants the all-inclusive perks of an honest woman out of her - one unyielding to his charms and refusing to reveal her secrets. Racism, high society, and hate crimes are the minefield of their new marriage, can it survive as old ghosts resurface to teach the half-breed Countess her biggest lesson of all? The challenge has been issued, with their eyes alone. Game on. [Book I in the League of Keeper's Series] Instagram @distressed_brownie https://www.instagram.com/distressed_brownie/ Disclaimer: no credit taken for any pictures unless stated otherwise, full credibility lies with the owners and will be credited as and where possible (and yes as per my latest update that terrible front cover belongs solely to yours truly!).

At sixteen, Lovely Thunderstorm is told of the promise her father made ten years ago to Alpha Victor of Black Diamonds Pack to marry his son who is rather the younger version of him. Lovely feels hatred the moment her eyes landed on him. But that isn't the only thing she feels for him. Alpha Victor Jr is stubborn, serious and cold hearted. He has dreaded this arrangement since he was ever told of it. His wolf yearns for his mate, yet he refuses to be weak in admitting he loves her. But how long can he hold out when he is married to her? Excerpt: "Love me and I am in your heart, but hate me and I am in your mind." I spoke, unconsciously turning all Shakespeare on him. "So let me get this straight," he gazed down at me, making me feel short. These goddamn tall people around here. "You want to be in my mind." I smack myself in my forehead before looking at his confused handsome face. Well... I was just going to ignore the fact I called him handsome. "I never knew Shakespeare was this crazy." He stated thoughtfully. I could only glare. I really did hate him. Copyright©1999beauty.

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-"

It basically all started with a strip tease, outside in the freezing cold of winter in New Hampshire, with all his warriors watching. Lily didn't ask for an Alpha mate. She knows what a package deal they are. Possessive, lustful, and territorial. But she couldn't love him more for it. Logan didn't expect to find his mate. Or to find a mate who was so strong and powerful. Who didn't even know she was to be a Luna until one blustery cold night. He watched her use her Luna tone on a boy she hates, he watched with pride. Or until she started taking her clothes off... ⚠️ MATURE CONTENT WARNING! ⚠️ ✏️ In process of editing! I wrote this awhile ago and my writing style has changed since, I'm taking out the less cringe worthy parts.✏️ Cover made by the talented @glacieted

In a story of healing, love and family, follow the stories of three sisters Rosalie, Alyssa and Honey as they seek to knit the wounds of their souls through finding love. "I believe intentions are as important as actions, " Rosalie whispered. Where was she going with this, she hadn't quite planned. The air around the two strangers stilled, somehow although not consciously they had both inched closer. Their hands intertwined seemed to represent a lot more. "I guess, I should still find a way to thank you for your intentions," Rosalie murmured intimately. This was riske, instinctual but still riske. "No need " Blake hushed back, her other hand moved to cover their hands and trailed to his wrist, perhaps more for her own balance or perhaps to ground her in what she was about to do next. Whatever, it was, whether it was the way Blake scanned Rosalie as though she was the breaking of dawn in autumn, or the rush of energy surging from her near-death experience, or the fact that his hand provided a warmth that was both corporal and... spiritual. Rosalie stepped close, brushing her lips softly against his. It was soft, restrained. Rosalie's mind rolled with waves of sensations. She moved her hands up to his neck and pushed harder against his mouth, savouring his taste of something like berries and mint. Although shock rolled through his body, Blake soon felt that Rosalie was no novice in kissing. The gentleness was replaced by a daring dart of the tongue before she pulled away, taking his oxygen with her.

One handsome rogue, one headstrong miss, and one compromising night. Exiled from polite society, and forever banned from the world her mother dreamed for her, Kit Langdon disappeared into the night, vowing to extract herself from that world permanently and to stay away from the wretched being who caused it all. The man she thought she fell in love with. Years later, and unbeknownst to him, she saves him in a tavern brawl. Aiden hires the stable boy who saved him from a good trussing, vowing to help the boy any way he could. Little did he know that the "boy" would disrupt his well-organized life in all of her attempts to remain hidden. Will Kit ever get back to her chosen life, or will she fall in love all over again with the very man who left her heartbroken?

"Our next is a girl of eighteen summers. She has smooth, unblemished skin and has been schooled in the arts of love and seduction. But most of all, she is untouched." my auctioneer and captor said as he paraded me in front of the men. They eyed their fill of my body but they were forbidden to touch. "Bidding starts at two hundred pieces of silver." I was returned towards the stage as the men stated their prices. I was a rare commodity: a slave girl yet untouched, eighteen, fertile when the land has been struck with a plague that left women barren. The price for me reached eight hundred silver coins and many have already backed down. "Two hundred gold coins!" a man spoke up. It was he, the man who stared at me with passion and desire in his eyes moments ago. That was quite a sum for a slave! "Two hundred gold coins going once, twice... Sold to the King of Ivaris!" the auctioneer shouted. There it was. My fate was sealed. I am a love slave and it is just my luck that I am sold to the same cruel king that destroyed my kingdom. *A story of love, of gods and goddesses, of reincarnation and magic, intrigue and betrayal, of kings and war...*

(Must Date the Playboy Book 3) Despite attempts of being 'just a friend', Zach realized that his feelings for Tori would never change. Now that he's finally ready to get her back, would his second chance at love be worth the shot--even if the circumstances try to break them more apart? *** Zach made the ultimate sacrifice of letting Tori go--giving her and James his blessing, knowing it would make her happy. But just as he decided to remain in her life as a friend, what if circumstances change and the truths that they initially believed in are purely misunderstandings? Would Zach's efforts be enough to make Tori love the playboy again?

*SEQUEL to The Bad Boy's Girl' and cannot be read as a stand-alone. Tessa O'Connell is a girl as in love as possible. Her goal for her freshman year of college is live wholly and love deeply, a task made easy by the spectacular man whose name reminds her of ice-cream and who supplies her endlessly with Kit- Kats. But with the couple in college, it becomes apparent that her boyfriend has the ability to charm the pants off of everything with a pulse. When status quo, clingy college girls, old insecurities and her slightly neurotic tendencies cause Tessa to question whether she can actually make the relationship work, it's up to Cole to show her that he's never letting go. Bu even for Cole Grayson Stone it's not easy to convince his Shortcake of never ending devotion as time apart, communication problems and a quirky new group of friends start to unravel the delicate thread that binds the two together. Can the boy who once protected her from the world protect Tessa from herself? Warning: Despite great efforts Cole Stone has still not been located on eBay, if you happen to come across him please let the Shortcakes know!