Cause of death? You guessed it. Both drug overdose. If you ask me they did it on purpose. They didn't love me enough to stay here and care for me. I guess 17 years was too long to raise a kid because they now left me in the care of my arrogant, controlling, sexy step brothers. Once that judge made the finally call and announced that those Devils were my guardians for the next two years I knew my life as I knew it was over. CAUTION: Mild sexual situations, profanity and adult situations take place in this story so I ask for only mature and 18+ readers. **CURRENLTY UNDER rewrite.***

Kolton, the second oldest of the Reifenberg royal family, doesn't want a mate. At least, not for now. He had always been independent, pushing the boundaries of what was expected of him. Eliza DeWitt comes at the wrong - and just the right - time for him to realize that everything he wanted was what everyone had told him all along. Eliza. Fuck. Her hair was down and curling in soft waves to her waist. Kolton's hands itched to touch it, and he gripped the underside of the table until he felt it groan beneath his hands. Letting go before he broke the table, he almost ran from the room. Long locks of dark red swept over Eliza's shoulders, making Kolton stiff as a brick in his trousers. He looked around the table to see everyone chatting, a large grin on Lexi's face as her eyes swept the table, landing on Eliza, then Kolton. Eliza was wearing a long green evening gown, her hair spilling over her shoulders and over the curve of her breasts. The color of the dress was a deep emerald green, and matched her light skin tone perfectly, complimenting her hair and the light blue of her eyes. He watched as Eliza pushed a stray lock behind her ear, and more of the soft swell of her breast was revealed. Kolton averted his eyes, afraid she might spill out of her top and his dick would punch a hole through the table top. This was fucking torture.

"You insulted my côck, Mia. Yes?" Heat engulfed my body, setting my blood to boil. I'd never been handled so roughly, but it turned me on more than I expected. "Answer me." He commanded softly. I pressed my thighs together, trying to relieve some of the pressure. He pulled my hair tighter, "Yes." I moaned. "Oh, you dirty little girl, you like it when I'm rough, yes? La mia innocente." "Yes!." He stepped back, slipped my robe down my shoulders and it pooled at my feet. I was almost fully naked, only the soft cotton material of my bra covering my breast. I wanted him to touch me, so bad that I was almost tempted to beg. Matter of fact, I would, without hesitation if he asked. He unbuckled his belt and slid it tantalizingly slow through the loops of his jeans, taking it off and discarding it somewhere on the floor beside him. "No one insults my côck, bambina. How are you going to apologize?"

"You need to change your top, I can see your tits, and those are for my eyes only Lilian." His eyes darken seeing my attire. "I don't have time to change Anthony. But I like your possessive tone. So manly, and it makes me feel giddy inside." I dropped my backpack and took his hands to my so-called tits. "This is yours, Anthony," I whispered, wrapping my hands around his neck, and gave him a deep moan-worthy kiss. He sighed and gave his jacket to me, putting it on for me. "This is to cover what's mine and you can inhale my jacket, to make you giddier about what I'll do to you tonight." He whispered back, making me blush. ********** Highest Ranking #2 adultthemes (07/07/19) #1 afterdarkcommunity (28/3/19) #2 haunted (13/06/2019) #1 fright (28/06/19) #1 happilyeverafter (07/07/19) ********** Her mother passed away, and her father abandoned her in front of the orphanage because she was different. Lilian was bullied by other orphans because she could see dead beings. Until one day she was adopted by a couple that loved her until their tragic accident. When her Anthony came back to take care of her, he felt something for her. What will he do with that realization? And will he help her with all her fears? ************* *Warning! R-Rated for 18+ due to strong, explicit language and sexual content*

Highest Ranking #1 clairvoyant (07/01/2020) #1 ghostwhisperer (21/09/2019) #1 hotness (24/01/2020) #1 mistery (14/03/2020) "Walt..." I looked at him, my hand trailed his chest. I was biting my lip, I need him. It felt like I need him to make me forget. It felt like a familiar thing to do. But I still wasn't sure that he wanted us to happen the way it was intended to. But then he cupped my jaw and kissed me. His lips touched mine, his facial hair tickled my face softly. I was opening my lips, as his thumb stroked my cheek. "You need to stop me, Flo, we shouldn't be doing this." He whispered hoarsely in my ear. ****** Flo was abused and misused by her parents because of her ability to see the future and see the dead. Until one day she runs away and finds herself in Walter's protection. She had all the right feelings for him, but he kept pushing her away until she finally left. Then he realized that he needed her more than he knew. ***** Walter had been let down by the universe over and over again. He had to rebuild himself from his lowest moments several times already. He was trying to be strong, and he was finally happy for the first time in his life, only to be fucked up majorly as fate decided to take his wife's life before their first anniversary. He was rebuilding the tallest wall he had ever made, but Flo slowly tearing it apart and making him doubt himself. ***** Will he finally have a happy ending, or will fate screw him again? Completed: Dec 2019 *Warning! R-Rated for 18+ due to strong, explicit language and sexual content*

Highest Ranking #1 Mafiaromance (10/01/2020) #1 couple (23/01/2020) #4 adultsonly (14/03/2020) Angelica is a party girl. She works hard and plays harder. She likes her men sculpted, handsome, tall, and most of all easy. She never likes complicated, difficult to handle men. She like her easygoing lifestyle. Until one day she met Ivan, her best friend's bodyguard. She considered him as one of her easy fixes, he definitely fits the profile and was easy enough for the first time. Well...until feelings were involved obviously. ***** Ivan never considered himself as a cheap thrill, he likes to be romantically involved with his women. But his job made it difficult for him to do so. He never had the time to date women and lured them to his side. Until he met Angelica, the beautiful party girl whom he could not resist. His dark past and his job made him a possessive man. And she was proven difficult to handle. ****** Could their love for each other pave its path to their ever after? Follow me for another mafia love story... ❤️💋 *Warning! R-Rated for 18+ due to strong, explicit language and sexual content*

Love is the last item on Lisa's agenda on the track to a carefree life: Juggling kids, work and the fact that she has no family support in a country she loves, but doesn't call home. That is, until Tom enters her life with the prospect of a no-strings attached affair while on business in Sydney. Running a successful enterprise and without family commitments, Tom is everything Lisa is not. He brings the uncertainty back into her life and the tears she has sworn to not ever shed over a man again. But while Lisa is struggling coming to terms with a short-lived romance, Tom has his own demons to fight. Some chapters are rated R.

BOOK ONE OF THE CURSED SERIES "What's your name?" His voice was a delicate murmur in her ear. "Alice," she breathed, gasping as he nipped at her lobe. Their bodies swayed to the music, ignorant of the people around them. She was falling into the abyss of this man, of his seduction and thrall. Her stomach clenched involuntarily as he breathed her name in a throaty groan. "I like that," he murmured as he trailed his tongue down her neck, nipping at the skin at the base of her throat. Alice opened her eyes at the glaring flashing lights above them. She wanted him. Gods how she wanted him... "What's your name?" She dared to ask. Her throat was dry and parched from the heat, from the man that ground his pelvis into her ass... He chuckled, fingers trailing down her right thigh, "so responsive," he murmured as she moaned, gasping for cool air. * * * When Alice seeks out a popular club in hopes of curbing the misery that 'the one that should not be named' had caused, she most certainly didn't anticipate stumbling upon a man who would rock her world in a way that 'the one that should not be named' didn't. Nevermind the prospect of stumbling upon someone who was of another species entirely. Although, she tried to forget about that part. And let's be honest here, it's not exactly easy escaping an Alpha that claims to require Alice for his survival. But like her gramps had told her- "there's nothing like a good kick to the balls." Though, that didn't quite work in her favour a year down the line. How, do you wonder? Well, it's a damn long story to tell.

Chelsea Madison, 25, had a story book life. She grew up in Seattle, Washington with two parents who loved her very much, gave her everything that she ever needed and wanted but were careful not to spoil her. She was a gentle, loving soul. She cared about her fellow man never giving thought for herself. She graduated from the University of Washington and got a job straight away working for Sinclair Industries . Her father and mother both thought it a good idea for Chelsea to meet, fall in love with and marry the CEO of Sinclair Industries, Christian Sinclair, a billionaire playboy. Chelsea was very naive about anything in his world. Their marriage was a story for the ages; big wedding, sexy honeymoon and once they came back to reality everything changed. Christian was not a nice man. After enduring two years of emotional, physical and verbal abuse at the hands of her husband, her life was thrown into turmoil after his death. Since she was his only beneficiary she had sole control of Sinclair Industries. She met an older man at a charity event by the name of Angelo Silvano. She'd had heard he was a honest man so Chelsea decided to sell him the company but maintained employment there. Silvano has twin sons, Adrian and Aiden, age 30. Would they be able to show her what love is really about? Would she let them in? Would they still want her after they find out about her past? Can these men, together, heal her broken soul and show her how worthy she is? WOULD APPRECIATE ANY COMMENTS! THANKS!