In which a boy-unlucky college girl receives a rather, erotic picture message on accident. Highest Rank: #3 bRO Copyright © Michella 2015. No translations pls cover by me Re-make in my works :)

Every year a student is chosen to get a scholarship to graduate at the official Werewolf Committee. No one gets to meet or even see the high society wolves unless they are lucky enough to be born into a family of wealth, or to be chosen as a scholarship graduate. Elina Weitzel is the year's chosen scholarship graduate and she is the person who was least expected to be chosen. However even if she doesn't know it, she has the qualities the Werewolf Committee were looking for: Confidence, Academic, Athletic, Ambitious, and Compassionate. Little does she know, one of the powerful Alphas turns out to be her mate. [Highest Ranking; #1 Werewolf #1 Teen fiction] [Currently in featured section]

He was carnal. He was power. His tongue held sin. His touch held lust. I was spiraling down a road I couldnt come out of. I was his. And that's all I wanted to be. ***Erotic Novel***

"If it feels so right, how could something be so wrong" How can such an over-used saying apply so much to my life... Kadence Greene is the girl who never really got anything. She was in the background throughout her highschool career and even though she's now in her 20's it hasn't changed. But, that doesn't mean she likes it that way. When she meets Spencer Wright she writes him off as just another guy. What she doesn't know is that behind those glasses, lies a man who can turn her life upside-down. Spencer lives a dangerous lifestyle and his only wish is that she joins him. Then there's her best friend's older brother, Derrick Hutchinson, who has been there for her her whole life. He treated her with love and kindness when no one else would. Derrick has a secret that he's been keeping from her since they were kids, and it's time that it comes out. Kadence can either choose the dangerous and on the edge path or the safe and secure path. Which will it be?

"You can call me daddy." "You cannot be fucking serious." __________ "This is a weird part of the internet, I don't like this place." - Michael Clifford, 2020.

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

"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

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