| 18+ | Damian looked so different with his shirt off and a crop in his hand. He felt more real: no longer wearing the mask of the good doctor, he was the Exorcist, the master over my wildest fears, the stones on the shore over which my ocean of madness could crash without fear. He trailed the crop over my throat, down my chest. "Your demons have not been playing nicely," he said, a warning in his tone. Goosebumps prickled up my arms as the smooth leather teased over my navel. "No, sir. They haven't. They don't much like you." He grinned, and it was such a wicked sight that my stomach clenched up with desire. I desperately wanted to feel those teeth, the softness of those lips. Patience was nearly impossible. "I must admit I don't much like them either," he growled. "Turn around. Hands on the wall. Spread your legs." I obeyed, my breath catching in my throat. I felt him lean close, his breath hot on my neck as he left kisses along my hairline. "But they don't own your body, do they, darling? Who owns this body?" "I do, sir." My breathing shuddered. The crop tapped between my thighs. "That's right. And who have you chosen to give your body to?" "To you, sir." × × × 18 year old Samara Garfield is on the run - from her past, from her desires, from the wicked voices in her head. Everything seems to be catching up with her when she meets Damian Hearst, a doctor with perverted desires of his own. With a legion of demonic beings eager to overtake her, the good doctor may indeed be the only one who can save her. But as their dark pasts become ever more entangled and hope for salvation begins to fade, can love grow in the face of death? × Highest Rankings × #1 in Steampunk #1 in Kinky #40 in Horror

They were known as the two rivals. Since attending the academy at such a young age together, both Kye Santiago and Aliyah Perez, - the heirs to their mafias- have hated each other, and everyone knew. Until one day, their parents agreed for them to get married, joining the two mafias together. Kye and Aliyah have to learn to get along, showing the world that they were perfect together. The marriage has torn them apart even more, but has brought them even closer. ✥ ✥ ✥ ~Mature Content!~ Be warned this book contains language, mature scenes, and violence! All these characters and plot belong to me.

𝘏𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘧 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮.

[18+ // explicit content including cursing, sexual situations, substance abuse and mentions of violence // do not read if underage or aforementioned warnings are personally upsetting.] "I'm gonna fuck you in every way possible; you're gonna get it all 'cause you're like me and that needs to be properly appreciated. Gonna wind you gonna up real tight, bring you to the edge again and again until you feel like you're gonna go insane, but I'm not gonna stop, not gonna stop until I want to, not until I think you deserve it. Gonna torture and punish you in the best way possible. And, do you wanna know the funny part about it? You're gonna love every fucking second of it." DYLAN DANE'S one night stand with legendary womanizer and bad boy KADEN KNIGHT should've been what it was suppose to be - a one night stand. His serial play boy ways left him satisfied and even had a "one time" rule wherein he never repeats a girl. His high speed lifestyle of drugs, hardcore sex, and violence deterred her from ever wanting more than just one night. These elements taken account for, she had not once considered that the passion of their night together would lead to his eventual breaking of that rule as well as hers of avoiding sin. Despite his covetous attempts, she refuses to give in, but to him, the chase of it all is more than half the fun.

USER SERIES 1 Micah Rex: He's handsome, dangerous, reckless. An addict. When he walks into a room, people notice. People are scared of him, people don't look him in the eye. AJ Ferro: She's cute, nice respectful. A helper. When she walks in a room, people usually get flowers. People love her, people want to be her friend. Despite her cheery nature and soft words AJ has never had it easy when it came to addiction -or depression. Without his addiction, sadness and anger Micah doesn't know who he is -and he hates not knowing things. And, of all places, they meet at a rehab center. He looked at her and saw a peppy girl with no future. She looked at him and saw a troubled boy with a bad past. Micah wants to die, AJ wants him to live. It's only a matter of time before one of them breaks through or breaks the other. - I was 12 the first time I took a hit off a joint at a party, smoked a blunt by myself and bought a bong. I was 13 when I started drinking alcohol for fun. 14 the first time I took ecstasy at a college party I snuck into, the same age I lost my virginity. This was the first time I went to a mental institution because it's also the year I first tried to kill myself. 15 the first time I smoked meth, took a bump of cocaine, shot myself up with heroine. This was the first time I got sent to rehab, it didn't work and I came out worse. I was 16 when I tried to commit three times in the same year, the last time I got my heart to stop for 30 seconds. That year was also the first time I snorted Hydrocodone, getting me started in opiates, I experimented with Xanax and liked it. And I was a month from 17 when I got sober. - "Fuck you." I snap. "You already have." Micah bites out. "And I'm pretty fucking sure you liked it too, if your orgasms were anything to go by." - "I want-" Micah stopped, running his fingers through his hair. "Never mind what I want. What do you want?" His voice is quieter now, more gentle. "You."

Fall semester. 1997. At a strange Southern college, freshman Tim's eerily prescient Student Handbook tells him he's going to fall in love with 6'6" sophomore Joanie. But Joanie has more important things to deal with than a weird crush - like a creepy English professor, a hallucinogenic drug that's chipping away at her sanity, and a war between rival secret societies that could destroy the University before Tim and Joanie find out if their love is real, or just fiction. Recommended if you like: impossible architecture, books that can tell the future, made-up games with overcomplicated rules, portentous graffiti, secret codes, first love, intense hallucinations, 80s and 90s pop culture, a world that's just a couple degrees off from reality, and a coming-of-age story set in a manufactured community that lets you try on different possible futures - aka college. New chapters of The Boy in the Tunnel post every Friday.

18+ mature content *CONTAINS VIOLENCE, VULGAR LANGUAGE, AND VERY SEXUAL SCENES --------------- "Babydoll" he breathed out, his hands reached up to caress my cheeks. My traitorous body instantly leaned into his touch, loving it. His touch was like a switch for my body to feel relaxed and at home. Hunter slid his hands from my cheeks to wrap his arms tightly around my waist. He nuzzled his face in my neck, breathing in my scent. As I wrapped my arms around his neck, placing my head over his beating heart. Fucking hell his voice and everything about him melted down all my defenses against him, I felt so weak around him, like a damsel in distress and he was my saviour. ----- It's been four years since they last looked into each other's eyes. But they aren't the same innocent kids that they were back then. On the verge of being adults, they both have new secrets and desires that they have yet to share with each other. ----- Enjoy!

THIS IS ONLY A SAMPLE OF THE FIRST 5 CHAPTERS. THE BOOK IS PUBLISHED ON AMAZON. eBook and paperback: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09LGQVNGV/ref=tmm_pap_swatch_0?_encoding=UTF8&qid=&sr= It's also available on Kindle Unlimited. The published book is edited and I've added a few things. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- How can you tell who's good or bad? You start to question just that when your fiancé who you thought always treated you well suddenly shows a whole different side of himself. When the man who everyone tells you to stay away from because he's dangerous is the one who treats you well and with respect. Amelia Davies moves back to L.A. after finding out that her fiancé isn't as loving and caring as she thought. Trying to get her life back together while working the front desk at a garage, she's happy to be her own independent person. She doesn't need anything else as long as she has her peace, quiet and her books. At least that's what she thought until her former fiancé shows up and wants to bring her back. Raffaele Amoretto has never liked people. The only ones he keeps close are his most trusted men. Them he can tolerate. He doesn't talk to people more than necessary, he doesn't like to be touched, and love is something he's never experienced, even from his own parents. When he sees Amelia for the first time, that changes. Like him, she keeps to herself. She doesn't like attention, but she catches his.

✥ The Mob Boss & His Therapist ✥ [part one/ unedited] BEING EDITED FOR FURTHER PUBLISHING Rafael Rossi, a glass like fragile Italian mob boss, who has sworn to never let anyone on his demons that have only resulted him post traumatic stress disorder. He had one promise, to make those bleed who have made him bleed and his biggest motive being to never let anyone on the pain he has been carrying in his heart that has been bleeding for stitches till this day. He had grown out of love with the concept of love which had him only suffer. Little did the heartless mob boss know he would find someone who knew him more than he knew himself. Ravenna Romano, a kind & loving therapist, who had made a mission to help others escape their pain and make them fall in love with the idea of love once again. Losing her baby brother, Beau, at a young age had given her the curse of a bleeding heart which after a long toll, she learned pain can be only subsided by love. She knew darkness can only be taken away by the light of hope. Hope of a new fresh start. But she did not know that she would be helping the heartless Italian realise that his heart was waiting to be healed. Little did she know that she was going to be the therapist of Rafael Rossi. But would she be able to be his remedy when she choose the sweetest words to heal his brittle heart when he choose the most poisonous actions to break it. ﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎ "Mr.Rossi I really need you to open up to me for our sessions to work." She said in her sweet innocent voice as he felt himself rage at her pointless efforts on healing something that doesn't exist. "How about you start by opening up to me?" He asked while his eyes traveled down her ripe body. "Mr.Rossi, I don't understand." The caring heart of the therapist spoke as she felt his greedy gaze upon her untouched shrine . "Open up your legs Ms.Romano."

"Look at me" He demanded. I flinched at the tone he used but lifted my head to look at him. I stared at the wall behind him. I couldn't look at him. "Into my eyes" He added in the same tone. I took a deep breath and landed my gaze on him. I saw a ghost of a smile form on his lips. He seemed happy but I could see his eyes watering, making his inky blue eye color appear lighter. "You never look at me" He whispered. I could hear a crack in his voice. "Before you I thought I was nothing-" He smiled bitterly, "-but when you look at me I feel like I'm worth something. Weird right?" My heart was beating loudly as he got closer. This is a spin off for Nate from 'Her Guardian'. It can be read as a stand alone but you can read the previous book if you want to get a better understanding of the story