When Hailey Evans, an aspirant employee of the marketing department in one of the most wealthiest companies in the states finds herself in trouble with the arrogant, cold hearted CEO Ian Kingston, she pulls a trick no one has ever done. And in return he gives her a disastrous kiss that turn her world upside down. One party. One kiss. And the next thing she knows, she's a billionaire's fiancé.

[Chen Ju Fen] The chrysanthemum fragrant blooms at dawn. At the age of 22, she died by the hands of her so-called husband and at the feet of her 'sworn' sister. Dying regretfully for wasting her life on a man who had thrown her away so easily like an used tissue, she opens her eyes to the familiar sight of her bedroom at the age of 16; it was exactly one year before she married him. Now she makes a choice: follow with the original story or take another route. NOT A TRANSLATION: this is my own humble story. All rights reserved. Do not plagiarize. Cover picture belongs to me while other photos used throughout the chapters do not, and I don't claim them. They belong to their rightful owners. Viewer's discretion is advised. Story contains usage of strong language, violence, and heavy sexual contents. Read at your own risk! Highest Rankings reached: #1 Novel #1 Revenge #1 Short story #1 Mature

♛COMPLETE Dark Billionaire Romance♛ "He bathes in blood and diamonds. If only I knew it was my blood he was hunting for." Souline Arden is an intellectual, always calculating the precise decisions that will benefit her future. After graduating university at the top of her class, she applies for the personal assistant position at Lodge Industries, eager to develop some business insight. But at first glance, she realizes that her cold and calculating boss is anything but merciful. Daniel Lodge has a plan, one he is determined to execute regardless of its sacrifices. That is how he was, ruthless, cunning, emotionless. A monster, one that doesn't hide in the dark. She wasn't supposed to enter his life, she was supposed to stay away. But he's found her, and he has no plans to let her go. When you have as much money as Daniel Lodge, you don't play by the rules, you make them. And from the moment Souline saw him, she knew there was no escape. He made her his, and set out to break her. After all, Daniel Lodge always gets what he wants, even if that meant blackmailing Souline into marriage. And revenge is a twisted game, one he will forever regret. But their marriage was doomed from the start. Why? Because it was all a lie. ••• Deep In His Soul is a twist of Beauty and The Beast. It is a dark, forced marriage story intended for mature, adult audiences as it contains dark and explicit content.

Revenge. I'm familiar with it. You have to be when you're the firstborn son of a notorious mafia leader. Death and vengeance have been the very foundations of my life. So who in their fucking mind would be stupid enough to cross me? My brother and I have been wrongfully convicted of a crime we didn't commit. We know who is behind this. We bid our time behind bars, planned and prepared for the day we got out. Now we're free and hungry for redemption. I know what must be done. I know whose blood will be spilled. But before I go after him, I'll go after his daughter. I never said I play fair. *Book one in the Marino Brothers Duet. Rated 18+ due to explicit language, sex, and violence.*

He brushed his lips against my jaw, his dark hair falling over his brow. "Open your eyes," he commanded. "Look at me." I followed his orders and looked into the raven-black depths before me. I saw my entranced gaze reflected in his glaring one. "Tell me what you see." I kept on looking at him, searching for something, anything, that remained of the person he used to be. They say the eyes are the windows to the soul. But his eyes were so dark, so empty . . . "Nothing. I see nothing," I whispered. He smirked, his gaze still on me. He pulled away, leaving me feeling cold. "Exactly. You see nothing - that's because there's nothing there." ** How much can a person change in just three years? Short and full of fiery spirit, Hanna Jordan is a gifted college student who is enrolled in one of the most prestigious culinary programs in the country. She's just returned from three years of study in France and is anxious to reconnect with her longtime friend, Rian Aronhalt. However, when she does finally see him, she's startled to find that he's become an entirely different person. Cold, ill-tempered, and exceptionally attractive, Rian is absolutely nothing like his old self. Worst of all, he claims he doesn't even remember her. Despite their differences, both are haunted by dark memories of the past, which form a poisonous bond between Hanna and Rian that neither can escape from. Can they both heal from the scars time left behind, and find love in the process?

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

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

If you inherit something so malevolent it haunts you from beyond the grave. Katherine is an heiress who inherited more than just worldly possessions. Elias is her broody neighbor who can't seem to leave her alone. On the outside, both look like regular high school kids. Both seem to dislike each other. But they both have secrets.

We are natural-born enemies for his kind hunt and destroy my kind. But when I first saw him, I was enamored. I was stupid. I was full of foolish romantic ideas. I thought he was my prince charming, my white knight in shiny armor. Turns out, he's my worse nightmare. My tormentor even in his absence. The one who sets out to break and destroy me. Sacha (Alexander) Gauthier, a Nephilim Prince, in line to the throne to the Order of the Circle. His name is whispered with the same amount of fear and reverence, hatred and awe among the creatures of Heaven and Hell. He taught me many things, but most of all, he taught me what it's like to feel shame and unwanted. But I am Danica Saint, a half-demon, a daughter of Astaroth, one of the three Princes of Hell. If he thinks that we're enemies now, wait until I'm done with him. I'll teach him that you don't make a deal with a demon...or a half-demon. We come to collect. This is Sacha Gauthier's story, the second book in The Legacy Trilogy continuing after A Legacy for Katherine. Each book in this series is standalone. You don't need to read the first book to enjoy this one.

Soren McKinin; the disappointment of the family, the child his parents wished did not belong to them, the type fathers warned their daughters not to date. Anger issues, a heartless brute that got into fights and saw the world as dark grey, helpless and pointless lump of rock. He was incapable of happiness, of love. So Soren would fall, he'd fall unnoticed and unwanted. He would fall just like snow. [Book 1 of the Flammable Hearts series] - # winner of the "Best Bad Boy" Award "It awakens feelings in you that you never knew you could feel." PUBLISHED FULLY ON WATTPAD