Zelda Stacy gets sucked into a life she was born for, a life she has no choice but to fight in. Defiant exterior and creamy interior. Zelda was immediately taken out of her typical life and tossed into a world called Night. There there aren't any rules except "don't fuck up". Unfortunately for Zelda, she goes against the grain for a living. In this world there are seven species: Humans, Vampires, Demons, Werewolves, Shifters, Angels, and Witches/Warlocks. No rules? Oh, this is paradise. "Not really sure if you're really a bad girl or not," he taunted with a small grin. "You don't want to know if I'm a bad girl." she snickered leaning into his face, she inhaled his minty scent and felt his body temperature spike. "Bad girls don't give in to idiots like you." his lips twitched. She got up and walked away. Lynn came up to her with a raised brow. "You've got all the inhuman boys after you," she said shaking her head. "This will be interesting." "They can chase all they like, I don't believe in this bullshit." Lynn only laughed. "Boy, oh, boy you are in for a rude awakening. One of these days you're gonna be all pinned against a wall by one of these beasts holding on to your dear soul as they suck the life from your body in all sorts of ways. They're quite the creative ones." "I'd kill to see them try," she said with daring eyes. Lynn snickered. "Oh, you'll see them try, girl."

Perfectly Broken (We're Just Sex Friends) "AHHH!" I gasped, feeling his manhood suddenly thrust into me. It took me by surprise which pleased Ryan tremendously, his hips moving more brutally. He leaned down, his breath over my lips hesitantly before pulling away, probably remembering the deal. No kissing on the lips. Kissing meant that we had feelings for one another and the guy that was making my body jolt with pleasure was the man I've hated since the first day of school. Instead, he kissed my neck, moving his hips harder at the displeasure of me not being Chelsea who he wanted to kiss. I wanted Alec inside me, closing my eyes imagining it was him kissing my shoulder and pulling me up on him. Instead, it was Ryan. ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ Emma Thorne has been stricken with heartache over her unrequited love for her best friend, Alec Romano, since childhood. So when her bully of nine years, Ryan Brighton, grants her a deal to settle her heartache, she takes a chance on him oblivious to his haunting past and present. Now "Sex Friends" Emma has a way to deal with her heartache and stand by her friends side with ease but how long will it last? Will her "Sex Friendship" be kept a secret? Or will it be revealed in unimaginable ways? Maybe even to the point of sacrificing everything she's known and love by making a deal with the bully who might be as dangerous as death itself... ***Credit for book cover goes to the brilliant Andyrojas143!***

She realized that her love for her professor was probably nothing more than a childish infatuation. She wasn't in love with him. She was in love with the thoughts that came with him. Flashbacks of Disney Movies and Nicholas Sparks book made movies flashed through her brain as she wished to reach for his hand and clasp his. She longed for that love she had always witnessed as a young girl. She wanted to be a princess but the truth was she wanted to be saved. She wanted to be rescued. But not from the dragon guarding her castle or from the evil stepmother. She wanted to be saved from herself. From the demons that guarded her brain and her evil spirit haunting her every waking moment. She wanted someone to see the life in her she thought had died as soon as the movies stopped rolling. The dream to be a princess failed to come the next night. And the love for herself dropped like petals from a flower. Not a typical student- teacher love story.

Explicit Context... Successful, hard working, and no tolerance for non-sense attitude made Khloe Sparks the sophisticated, and cold hearted woman people feared. She never minded the loneliness her hard image brought and preferred the unattached life, that is until she blurts to her family that she in fact does have a boyfriend. Desperate she turns to her flirtatious neighbor Wes, a well known womanizer. Determined not to look like a fool in front of her family she makes a deal with Wes to pretend to be in a relationship with her, except this player doesn't want money, he only wants one thing. Her.  Too deep to back down Khloe plays along while keeping the icy walls around her heart up but can she keep Wes from capturing her heart? 

"Stay away from him, not only is he danger but he's the Master. He will either make you or break you, but the way that Zebastian looks at you is unusual for Wonderland." Sasha said as she let the water trickle down her chocolate legs. "What do you mean?" Vera asked innocently. "Zebastian is one of the men we warned you about, he dangerous, out of control, and more powerful than everyone combined here." Nina said fanning herself. "He's got his sights on you, so he's planning something: either to kill you, or to kidnap you and make you his. Master won't let that happen, especially since he's taken a liking to you." "Not to mention Xephren." Janet said. Vera just frowned. "What should I do?" She asked. "What we do best." Nina said looking at her. "Seduce."

Completed! This isn't the first time love had a roommate. It's been five years since the death of her parents and 19-year-old Lillian Camel still mourns their loss while battling with mental illness. Cooped up in her aunt's house, she embarks on a one-girl mission to survive university and get her bachelor's degree as a fashion designer. But she is not going alone. She will need the willpower to face the demons that are coming along with her. But a breakdown in the dormitory system sets Lillian off to a decade-old abandoned dorm to room with the mysterious Noah Sky. Friendly, observant, and extremely attractive, he shares an unlikely trait of secrets with Lillian - secrets that haunt his past. However, they're not the only ones. The dorm has a few of its own. [[Word count: 90,000 - 95,000]] Content/trigger warning: Contains semi-mature themes, language and sexual content ©All Rights Reserved

|#2 in Romance 2/20/16| *** So he sent you here. The dirtiest, grimiest, most vile building in New York City. The building where countless have silently lost their lives. He sent you to this Five Star Hotel so you could feel the fear that comes without having his protection. He picked one of the most dangerous places in the country to send his beloved son. He sent you to the dogs, who he hoped would eat you alive. (This is a quote from the spin off but it fits)

"I'm a stripper, not a prostitute." I say as he slowly pushes me against the wall. "Not much of a difference now a days." He says, raising an eyebrow. "You bastard. I don't even know why I wasted my time with you." I say through grit teeth. "Cause you can't deny a good fuck and lucky for you I can't either. Keep the fucking money or I'm going to take you on the wall and not care who walks in." He challenges. "Even your wife?" I ask quietly. "Even my wife. Now what do you say?" He finalizes. I inhale deeply and narrow my gaze on him. "I swear to God, I loathe you." I murmur. He smirks, "Feelings are mutual." He says grinning and I crash my lips onto mine. Coming in August 2013

Rayleen Banks is 24 years old working as an underestimated editor for an Oil company in New York City. Always being criticized by her falcon looking boss Ms. Newmort, Rayleen just can't seem to get a break. The only source of happiness comes from her blonde best friend Amy who is constantly helping her move on from her demented past. But once she becomes the personal assistant of Elliot Carter, sexy and mysterious business man by day and a sadistic Dominant by night. Rayleen still being a virgin, taps into her sexual side and becomes a part time submissive to her boss. After a questionable encounter with a fellow dominant, Rayleen confesses her darkest secrets which she has been bound to most of her life.. As love is added into the mix of BDSM, Rayleen is on the verge of losing her mind and Elliot is next to her every step of the way. Rape, murder, Arson, breakups, tears, suicide and many other tragedies begin to fill her life as she struggles to begin to love herself and her boss. But is Elliot who he says he is? Is her best friend Amy who she says she is? Everything that has been kept from her, her whole entire life is revealed in only a matter of months. And love and the will to truly forgive is put to the ultimate test, dropping the chains....of true possession, once and for all. All Rights Reserved

[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."