He was gigantic. The 7'0 monster of a man towered over her, even though he was sitting. Bright cyan eyes gazed down at her unreadably. He gestured with his large fingers for her to come closer. She'd anxiously waddle up to him. His bare chest was on full display. Long, complex tattoos covered his right peck and entire arm. A language she didn't understand was written all along it. She was squeezing her thighs together and studying his manly appearance like a whimpering dog in heat. She could only squeal when he settled his hands on her hips and hauled her onto his lap. ------------------------ Suffering from severe amnesia, a woman wakes up cold and alone in a forest. She doesn't know where she is, how she got here, or who she even is. She's fortunate that a nearby community finds her and takes her in, where she meets a silent and... clingy... brute.

Never, in any dimension, would I have expected my arrogant boss to utter any words to turn me on. Much less anything that contained "little girl" in them. I hoped he hadn't seen the way my cheeks tinged pink, the way my legs grew closer together to create some friction. Surely, he would fire me, even if the words articulated were said by he himself. Having such a reaction to my boss was highly unprofessional and I needed to keep myself in check. I swallowed thickly, muttering an apology for my apparent disrespect. "Look at me when I'm talking to you." He demanded, and so I did. I wasn't sure, though, whether it was my need to not be fired or the dominant aura that seemed to flow off of him that made me abide. I need to keep my job, I repeated in my head. I need to, I need to, I need to. But he was making it very, very difficult.

She's the property of a King - • - After a fall from grace, Venus lost it all. She's forced into an engagement with a Rider King that's calloused both inside and out. Although she belongs to him in name and passion burns hot between them, this fiery human refuses to bow down.

In a freak accident, Kira, a NASA scientist, is teleported to a planet that has no women. When she's saved by an alien that thinks she's a boy, she fights to keep herself alive and her gender a secret. - • - Vrox's life has always been tranqil, until a troublesome boy with endless secrets crashes onto his lap.

Lexie is not a warrior. In fact, Lexie is a painter. Her hands are always covered in paint. Never coming off. Always there. For Lexie, painting is an escape. An escape from her pain. She paints to avoid the darkness that is in her soul. She paints to avoid looking at the bleeding wound inside her chest. She paints. To forget. But then Lexie meets someone. Her mate. He also hides a dark anger inside him. An anger at everything and the world around him. When two souls collide, how do you fix each other? Atlas isn't looking for a mate. He's seen the effect of women within his life, and how cruel they can be. But then he meets someone. Someone he doesn't want to meet. A painter soul. And a warrior's heart. How will the two collide? ***Note this can be read as a stand-alone story. Moon Child can be found on world_joy_ bio page - feel free to read it to get other characters background story. Highest rank #1 in werewolf Thank you for reading Copyright: ©Joy (world_joy_) All rights reserved

Finished! A Fairy Tail Nalu fanfiction. All characters belong to Hiro Mashima! Rated M for profanity and sexual content. Natsu goes on a job by himself and doesn't return for 2 years. Until.... Please Note: I do not have any ownership rights over Fairy Tail or any of its characters, just the storyline. All charecters belong to Hiro Mashima! P.S: If you're a scrublord and are only here for the smut, It starts on chapter 19... Scrub o-o

"Stay with me, Princess," he whispered, his baritone voice low and sensual. "I need you." Gently taking her wrist, the man brought her hand to his lips and kissed them sweetly and slowly. His gaze never left hers, continuing eye contact throughout. He chuckled lowly when her cheeks got red. "You need me?" River breathed lightly. Interlacing their fingers, he hummed, "I need ya." He parroted, "Ya heal me, love." ----------------------------------------------------------- River Flux Roi is a French Noblewoman with a passion for adventure. She has been sheltered and controlled by her mother since she was a baby. The woman is not allowed a job, husband, social circle, or outdoor hobby. She is treated like livestock- like a cow who'll soon be killed for its meat. Stuck inside the estate all day with her manservant, she discovered her love for the outside world. Before the Spring Festival, River must get to her mother's moonly tea before noon, or else her head will be on a platter. Yet, as she rushes there with her manservant... Hell falls from the heavens. (BOOK COVER MADE BY COSKING)

His deep emerald eyes were ingrained in her mind- forever staring at her like a beautiful flower amongst wilted ones. The strong stubble, neat dark chocolate hair, and tight muscles made her swoon. The mighty woman, infamous for her reign of terror, felt weakened and... vulnerable under his gaze. Her heart pounded just at the mere thought of him. It humiliated her. ------------------------ Blanche's story wasn't meant for a caring heart. It was harsh, unrelenting, and gruesome. The horrors she withstood were beyond the average life a noblewoman was meant to lead. When River finally met her elder sister after years of believing she was dead, she was desperate to learn how she survived. It was more tragic than River expected. (BOOK-ART MADE BY ME)