Aiden Edward Hollywood The name people feared and respected the most at the same time. He was a force to reckon with. His army was his multibillionaire legacy his father left him. His construction business was his passion. Aylin Dorothy William Protected and loved by her family. She was demure, naive yet strong willed and loyal. She was known for her alluring intense blue eyes.The heiress to her fathers steel company. A sex tape of Seira Hollywood was leaked bringing shame to the Hollywood empire of construction business worldwide. The sex tape was with Jordan william. ***** She was sprawled on the pink satin bed. Showing her fragile body against the enormous bed. Trembling body, closed eyes, weeping her pain.Her unclothed body had rough red patches from the rough nature I handled her. I stood above her seeing her trembling body. I wanted to pity her but there was nothing but red raging anger I felt for her. I looked down holding my hard shaft in my hand touching it. It was covered with blood and her vaginal fluid. She was virgin. I had known. The force I drove inside her tore her skin with her hymen. The blood and the skin I touched was the proof of the damage I had done to her. The drug I had taken were affecting my actions. Fueling my anger more. I wanted to stop,seeing her breathing shallow. She knew what was going on with her.She agreed to this unwillingly. Her face looked anguish but it fueled the anger I felt for her. Holding her waist I positioned myself against her feminine core.I pushed inside her feeling her blood sticking in my manhood. Her eyes were leaking again and her parted lips passed a low shriek filled with pain. Her cry of pain was my undoing, filling her inside with my seeds. I smiled evilly standing on top of her cleaning my manhood with a towel while seeing her pass out into unconsciousness. "This is just a start baby. Just a start." I knew she heard my whisper before closing her eyes. #15 Compassion #2 Content #2 Physical

Following a massive discovery at work, Mila, a brilliant historian, finds herself tangled up with a dashing collector, Ulrik, who quickly seems to want more from her than an antique and mysterious Viking sword. Season 1 of The Collector ***** When she's offered the opportunity to curate an entire exhibit, Mila Connelly chooses to make it about Haakon Odinson, a legendary Viking she's been obsessed with her whole life. And when his sword falls into her lap after being missing for over a millennium, she takes it as a sign. But before she can uncover its secrets, a benefactor swoops in, dead-set on taking Haakon's blade for himself. No matter how handsome and mysterious Ulrik Westergaard is, Mila refuses to let him have it for his private collection. However, Ulrik's determination is stronger than she thought, and his charm seems more than capable of chipping away at her resolve. Despite the intense rivalry, their attraction to one another grows with each of their interactions. Eventually, their interests shift away from the relic, and it becomes a matter of time before one of them breaks. But who will surrender first? The devoted historian who has waited her entire life for this opportunity, or the spoiled millionaire who has spent years looking for the artifact? WARNING: This story contains mature themes and strong language that may not be suitable for some readers.

"Have you ever," I pause, "touched yourself, Baylor?" "Well of course I've touched myself," she says like I am crazy. I chuckle a little. "I mean have you ever touched yourself in between your legs? Have you ever made yourself feel good?" She looks confused, "N-no?" I lean in and whisper in her ear, "When you go to bed tonight, I want you to touch yourself in between your legs while you think of me. I want you to let yourself feel that and if you make any noises don't try to stop them okay?" "O-okay," I can practically feel her throbbing in my lap. *** Book Cover done by @_navyblueee_

(Currently being re-written & grammar fixed outside of wattpad, I will be republishing very soon.) Josephine Katavana, the sweet librarian you would meet on a normal day at the library, struggling with her anxiety. She thought she knew it all and had her life planned out until she met someone, someone she never knew she would need so badly. Lucifer Luca Valentino, he was a psycopath and nothing more, he was the hot, inked, Italian, owner of a nightclub and publishing office everyone wanted so badly. But suddenly, after meeting her; she was all he cared about. Follow their journey from hate to love, if they have the strength to pull away from each other. ౨ৎ I feel like I can feel eyes on me from the back, but I didn't know where they were from, I turn around slowly to look around but my eyes land on someone else meeting theirs. By the color of the lights, I could make out the dark hair and the muscular form, his legs were spread while he had one leg bouncing up and down while the opposite hand was holding a clear tumbler glass while squinting his eyes leaning his head up to look at me with his neck veins and Adam's apple very noticeable. God that was hot, so fucking hot.

With college graduation just weeks away Sydney and Matts future together is just within reach. Everything is falling into place and life couldn't be better. But when Matt finds out some information he never expected, he begins questioning everything. Is the future he planned what's best for everyone? As they begin their post grad life with uncertainty at every turn, Sydney wonders if she actually has a future living with handsome Satan?

Sydney Rider just lived through the summer from hell and is looking for a clean start at her new high school. She is not one of those girls who will be walked all over and even on her first day of school isn't scare to put people in their place. But will her big mouth and stubborn personality get her into some trouble when she decides to put the schools bad boy in his place in front of literally everyone? All Sydney knows is maybe hell won't be so bad if Satan is this hot. Trigger Warnings: blood, underage drinking, mention of drug use, explicit sex scenes, cursing, kidnapping, fighting, parent death, death

[[This book is currently on hiatus until mid August. Life is hard. Inspiration is harder. I hope you all understand. I will be wrapping up this book soon, and you'll have some new stuff to look forward to. Thank you for giving me and my books a chance. I love you all. xoxo Bee (7/19/2022)]] Underground Fighting. It's definitely not the lifestyle that Billie McKinley would have chosen for herself, but it's the only one she knows-- and when the death of the person she loves most in the world sends her entire life spiraling out of control, she does what she can to survive, and to provide for herself and her son. Motorcycle Club. Two words that would send any sane person running in the opposite direction, but instead, Soren Erickson found himself barreling towards it. He wasn't forced into the lifestyle, he embraced it with open arms and wide eyes, ready to accept all of the challenges that came along with it. What happens when two hearts collide head first, resulting in a bloody, sweaty mess? When a cold hearted champion meets the heartless womanizer, will they be able to see past each others flaws? Will they last all five rounds together, or will they fight against their hearts and push each other away? Will they go toe to toe, or tap out before anything even begins?

[#1 in wearwolf 6/8/17] "Come on Jenna. Just one word." He taunt. He gripped my wrist in one hand and trailed his hand down my side to my hips. His hand went under my shirt and rested on my skin that sent sparks through my body. His finger did designs over my skin while he continue to nibble on the spot of my neck. "St-" His mouth come off my skin and I felt his glaze on my face. I open my eyes and barely see any hazel in his eyes. His eyes are fighting to get back to his regular eye color but the desire from him is fighting over his body. His lips are plump and my neck burns from the air hitting my raw neck. I don't know how he manage to bite my skin from the scabs from trying to heal my wounds but he manage to do so. "Say it." His voice is deep and husky. That it sent shivers through my spin, making me close my legs tight. He breathe in and his eyes went complete black. "Say it Jenna or I won't stop what's going to happen next." His voice is so deep that I didn't think it was Alcander. I looked straight in those deep coal eyes and said, "I Jenna Knox reject Alpha Alcander as my mate." ***** Jenna Knox. She always believed her mate would be some guy in some shining armor and would take her far away from her pack and raise a perfect family. But what she didn't know was that her mate was going be some one who kills for fun. Kills other packs,And laughs at their alpha who's on the ground begging for mercy. Let's just she how she handles Alpha Alcander. [COMPLETE] [FIRST BOOK, SECOND ALPHA VALDUS] * cover by @motelflowers* *READ AT YOUR OWN RISK* *NOT EDITED!* *Mature content* *A lot of cursing* *Highest rank so far; #1*

He wraps his muscular arms around me and I am lifted from my seat before he smashes me against the bookshelves.I moan in pain as some of the books fall off the shelves, this eliciting a low growl from Ian as he pushes himself closer to me. He brings one hand around my throat and the other cages me by my waist. My breathing becomes rapid and he leans in. His minty breath fans across my face as he whispers into my ear "Don't test me angel" I try pushing him away with my free hands. "Uh uh uhhhh" he tuts at me while pushing his body closer to mine, pinning me against the bookshelves so I can't escape. He takes one of his hands and pins both of my hands above my head with his other hand firm around my throat, the cool metal of his rings pressing and sending chills down my body. "I think you've done enough talking" he whispers loudly, our faces only inches apart. ------------------------------- Aubrey Carter is a 17 year old girl who has just moved from Australia to America for her final year of school. She has never been kissed and is quite shy, yet once badboy Ian Gray sets his eyes on Aubrey her life is never the same. Ian feels a strong connection to Aubrey as she is the first person to have made him laugh let alone smile since the day his life derailed. Ian vows to make Aubrey his no matter what. And Aubrey is confused as to why someone like him is so damn possessive, hell even interested in someone like her. ------------------------------- I update as often as I can which is usually once-twice a week with 1,500+ word chapters. I promise the writing and content of the chapters gets better as you progress through the story!

The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake