[This is a spin-off of The DILF but can be read as a stand-alone] [The story you are about to read is intended for readers age 18+ due to its sexual content and language. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion.] There was nothing Ophelia wanted better than to gouge Nikolai's long-lashed, consuming blue eyes out with a butter knife and mail them to the rest of the Alvonich family. Too bad they were in a very public, very esteemed place - Mikhail's wedding. "You don't think I'll press the button?" Nikolai's breath was warm and teasing in her ear. Ophelia had no idea what possessed her to take up his challenge of a vibrating thong, except that it was too late to back out now. She turned to glance at the infuriating man beside her. "Honestly, I don't care. It won't affect me." "Sweet Ophelia," he whispered, surprising her by flicking his tongue into her ear. Jumping, she glared at him, ignoring the important guests at her table, her father included. Before she could curse at Nikolai, he pressed the button, the swearwords turning to soft moans under her breath. Gripping the edge of the table, Ophelia felt the attack on her cl!t like a burn to her skin. Her father shot her a concerned look from across the table and Nikolai's voice was again in her ear. "Before the end of the night, Ophelia, we will f**k," he promised, releasing his finger from the remote control. "Only this time, it will be my name you scream."

I bite my lip in order to prevent any noises from slipping out and pull one last time. The rope falls off of my wrists and I am finally free. I stand up and run. I run and run and run, hoping never to stop and to never look back. But I have to. I look back only for a little moment to check if someone is following me and I suddenly bump into a wall in front of me. I turn my face to look at the wall but it isn't a wall... it is a man. Dear lord please, I'm begging you... I don't want to go back. Hi. My name is Amanda, I am 19 years old and this is my story... ------------------------------------------------------ hey :) if you decide to read this book, please note that there will be swearings etc and maybe some somewhat steamy scenes. Also don't make hateful comments towards the author, thaks<3 I hope you'll enjoy reading this book^^ Highest rank #2 in vampire

"The course of true love never did run smooth." - William Shakespeare A forbidden love in a foreign country with a Prince that is not her betrothed. Princess Georgiana was always one to break the rules but this time has she gone a step too far? The prequel to Royal Blood.

Adele Mason and Harold Bryon have escaped the wrath of aging and have stayed in their young years for reasons unknown to man. Although they have never officially met, the spark to their never ending life was the same night, the same hour, the same second. They both moved from state to state often, keeping themselves unattached and making sure no one suspected of their dark secret. Ultimately, in a turn of events, the two end up in the same city, in the same building, in the same elevator at the same time. The devastation of the elevator stopping abruptly in the middle of a system glitch causes the two's path to engage in a way that'll possibly change both their lives forever. ---INSPIRED BY THE AGE OF ADALINE---

"Light up my darkness," he murmured against her bare flesh. His fingers trailed up her arm, leaving a blazing fire beneath them. His lips pressed softly against her shoulder and her eyes fluttered closed, accepting his touch. "Let go and I'll take away all of the pain." She desperately wanted to free herself from the torture of the heat, of the shift, of the sadness, but she pushed his firm chest away from her. She yearned to finally fulfill her place among the divine. She desired to guide and protect the species. She wished to eliminate the Challengers. The longer she endured the pain, the more power she would attain to help her fulfill her responsibilities. To the men who watched her ascend, it looked as if she was interacting with thin air, but she knew he was there with her. She smiled softly at him, caressing his cheek. "My Darkness, let the pain fester within me. I crave it." * The Betrayal is a part of The Marking Trilogy and cannot be read as a stand-alone book. The Marking must be read first.* Cover by @Finding_Bria

*Completed* *Unedited* With every step he took towards me, I took one back until I hit the edge of his bed. A deep growl rumbled from his throat and I tried to make myself smaller in hopes that he would leave me alone. Being a human, I stood no chance against this beast in front of me. He would tear me apart. His muscles rippled with ease from underneath his shirt; his stance towered over me; his eyes colored with darkness; and I knew he was struggling to keep his wolf contained. "Kitten, don't act all scared. This is what you wanted, isn't it? You've always fantasized about what it would be like to be with a beast like me." His hand approached me slowly and then brushed my hip. I gasped. His teeth grazed my neck and I unconsciously leaned my head away, so he could have more room. "Answer me!" he growled. My chest furiously moved up and down as I tried to calm myself. I shook my head. "Well, Kitten, you're MINE. Whether you like it or not." From a very young age, Mae has been told by her father to stay away from werewolves. They were too rough, too dangerous for humans, but she always had a fascination with them. Damon was the Alpha of the Night Bane pack and he was exactly what Mae's father told her he would be - rough and dangerous. *Not my cover art @ Jojoesart

Its New York, 1924, and Prohibition is in full swing, which means so is the Mafia. Grace Hanson is a seventeen year old that's just graduated from high school, waiting for her life to begin. In the meantime, she lives with her father, Dr. George Hanson. Unfortunately, her father has gotten himself into a bit of a tough situation. To get him out of it, Grace makes an agreement with some dangerous men: Her marriage for her father's life. Now Grace has been thrust deep into the world of the underground mafia. Trying to catch her bearings, and cope with her new husband, Luca, and his family of criminals may prove to be too much for her.

" Jamie, I know you want me" seductiveness in his tone His firm hands caressing my lower back making me shudder at his touch. " I- I- "Say it" Giving in to this gorgeous man I say " I want you" "Get on the bed " he demanded Climbing on the bed, afraid of what he might do, tall, dark and handsome spreads my legs as wide as they would go. His facial expression turned into full lust, want and need. " I'm going pleasure you and you're going to sit there and take it" he smirked * ****WARNING EXTREME SEXUAL CONTENT***** *** BOOK 2 IS THE PRINCE'S SECRET***

[Wattpad Picks: Editors' Choice] Saoirse's blood dances with iron and trickery, a secret she has managed to sheathe from all faery alike. Until now, that is. When Saoirse's cunning and charade is shredded to bits by the malevolent interfering of faery royalty, Saoirse makes a vow of thorns; edged and prickly, one dangerous enough to cost her the life she invoked it for. To keep her life and the cursed magic that makes her both admired and feared, she must use her prized gifts to cross faery territory and charm her way into the heart of the Alder King's Court at the command of the Spring.

[Warning! This story includes extreme mature content, MUST FAN TO READ AS MOST CHAPTERS ARE PRIVATE. >>Private chapters have been moved to 'Restricted Chapters for my Stories<<] Sasha Montgomery has been cheated on over and over again ever since her first boyfriend. Now she believes that the reason why is because she just doesn't cut it in bed. Now for the sake of a future husband and her happily ever after, she's starting an experiment on of how to pleasure a man in bed. The lucky man? Her best friends twin who so happens to be her boss!