After an Alpha has given up looking for their mate, and they need a Luna to help run the pack, they will organise an event known as The Whipping. Female volunteers from packs around the country will put themselves forward if they wish to be in the chance of becoming a Luna. These she-wolves would be whipped in front of all the packs, again and again until their backs were red raw and blood covered. The last female remaining would be given the title of Luna as the Alpha would only want the strongest wolf to help run his pack. Most wolves gave up and quit as they couldn't take the pain, but some head-strong females would go until they were no longer breathing. It was an ugly tradition, from years ago. I had never heard of one happening in this day and age...until that day... Until I met him... On the day of The Whipping...

It was enough to make the little baby hairs on the back of my neck stand, but No this was different this was more. more then I could explain. "Speak little girl, or ill make you" he growled the thin thread of comprehension he had left was now split in the middle. "Why do you hate me" the words flew past my lips even I couldn't comprehend my own voice until his brows pulled together. "Is this why you came to bother me." he chuckled a cold glaze falling over his eyes "do you really want to know" he continued getting up causing his seat to furiously scrape against the pristine floors. "Huh Eden, would it satisfy you to know" he smirked. 🤍

Perfect Redemption is the FOURTH book in the Perfect series, and follows Jax's story after the events of PERFECT ADDICTION, which is now a film. ***** Jax Deneris is the definition of the devil. He has a knack for twisting and manipulating his words to get whatever he wants. He's a monster. He cheated on his girlfriend of three years. With her very own sister. He fights in underground tournaments and won't hesitate to kill anyone standing in the way of his victory. He's also 200 pounds of hotness and every single girl who he's ever fucked with or over knows it. He doesn't deserve to get redemption. He is wicked, malicious and pure evil. He burns everything he touches. Still, that doesn't mean he won't try to burn me. He's marked me for life. I see it in his eyes. When he wants something, he will get it. Jax Deneris always gets what he wants. But he won't get me. I'm not falling for his bullshit. I'm not going to let him past my defenses. If the devil wants me, then I'll have to use his own weapon against him. It's time to fight fire with fire. [People's Choice Award Winner '16]

If getting over him isn't enough, then get under someone else.

Katie has been friends with her childhood best friend Maggie since they were toddlers. Maggie has an older brother named Cameron. He's the too good looking bad boy hot shot that basically runs the entire school. Despite being the biggest jerk the world has ever seen and also the biggest player, Katie can't help but feel utterly attracted to him. Unfortunately for Katie, Maggie hates her brother with a passion and threatens that if anything were to happen between the two of them that Maggie and her would be over. Will Katie be able to keep her attraction for Cameron a secret? Or will she loose everything including herself when Cameron starts taking an interest in her? warning! this story has sexual themes and explicit language throughout if you are easily offended by these, then please do not continue reading.

(Under Revision) He was right behind me. He closed the door and locked it. I turn toward him And pull my hair back and tilt my neck. He laughs. "Actually we are gonna do things a little different." He says. He grabs my arm and flings me onto the bed like a rag doll. I gasp as he climbs over me. He sits on me, chuckling softly. "Oh, Reagan. You'll like this a lot." He says. He grips the front of my shirt and literally rips it off. I gasp as the fabric rips like tissue in his hands. His cold hands ran over my stomach tracing soft lines. He leans in and smiles...

Lilah James has never had any troubles with getting into a club, even though she was not 'of age' yet. Still, no bodyguard ever demanded to see her ID. That all seemed to change when a handsome, tall and not to forget tattooed-to-his-neck bodyguard came in the game. Before she knew it, he had denied her entrance to the city's local club. She was beyond embarrassed, but over all angry at him. He was just doing his job, she knew. Yet she couldn't shake off the feeling that there was more behind it. Especially after seeing him let teenagers in. He didn't ask for their ID's, but Lilah could swear they looked like ten! She's never met him before and really wasn't planning on getting to know that handsome, ink covered devil. But after she discovered what he did when he wasn't guarding the club, she knew she would never hear the end of it. Especially because of her brother's interest in fights and his unmistakable admiration for one specific fighter: Prince Charmink. »»» "Jason." I hissed at my brother. "What?" He asked absentmindedly. "That's him." I whispered, eyeing the three men in the cage. Prince Charming stood tall and proud with a knowing smirk on his face. "Yes, I know. He's my favourite too." He informed me and I scoffed. "No, you dumbass. He's the bodyguard I was talking about." I snapped at Jason and his eyes widened. "You mean he was the one who didn't let you in?" He almost stuttered. "Yes." I nodded and looked back at the man who hadn't left my mind in a week. I could feel my anger rising again as I glared at his smug facial expression. As if sensing my eyes on him, his confident look faltered and it got replaced by a surprised one as his eyes settled on me. My eyes widened and I looked away. Jason's breath hitched. "He's glaring at you." He whispered and then he gulped. "Now he's glaring at me."

Volume 1 in the Amelia Taylor- Simmons Collection. STRONG SEXUAL CONTENT!!! "Dominic." I moaned. I couldn't do this! I was just a little bit classier wasn't I? 'Oh god' I thought as his hands found the rim of my dress and he pulled it up, past my waist. "Mm, don't fight it Amelia. You know you want it, don't you?"

Who knew that there was a guy that liked to work out at midnight? A hot guy. A hot, naked guy. But above all else, who knew that Gwendolyn Wilmington of all people would be the person to see him first... and not call him out on it? After coming home from a night of partying in the middle of the night, Gwen happens to pass by the exercise room on her way up to her apartment, spotting the previously mentioned guy. But, as she goes to bed that night, she tries to erase him from her mind. She tries to forget she ever saw him in all his glory, but it is to no avail, and she can't get him out of her head! So what does she do? She goes back to take another look. *Mature content* Read only if you can handle it, plox. I don't want to be the reasoning of corrupted innocent minds.

'There's something weird about this school.'