"I'll simply screw your friend over there." He gestured with his chin at Jennifer who was returning to the counter to place a new order. "She was practically soaking wet why rambling about the things not of interest to me. I could smell it, I can still smell it..." He ran his eyes down Evelyn's legs. "You are particularly dry and it keeps me wondering how very immune you are to my charms?" "You will watch what you say!" She muttered angrily. "The fact that you are a vampire doesn't make you a god! If you disrespect these people one more time, I'll have you thrown out this instant!" Nigel quickly raised his palms in surrender. "Fine! I'll cope if you insist... The beer?" He inquired and dropped his hands. She frowned at him for a while and replied. "Coming up." As soon as she turned and headed to the counter, Nigel sighed and stared at the bulge in his pants which was half concealed by the table. "Ohh...what you do to me...my new dear." He exhaled. ©All Rights Reserved

Emile James has been known as Toxic for the last four years she's worked as the King's assassin -- her methods are strange, sexual and completely 100% effective. After a sweaty night with her victim, they're dead. How? Her skin releases a fatal poison once sexual hormones have been released. She's screwing her way up the enemies ranks, preparing herself for the King of the neighbouring kingdom. What happens when her night of sexual pleasure doesn't end in death? Has the Kind defied science? Has he been delving into witchcraft? Or has he got a little Poison Paradise tucked under his belt too. VERY SEXUAL. R RATED. Amazing cover made by MoonLightHaven. :)

Café Rouge is the small french cafe that Lola's father has poured his heart and soul into. She'd never thought, he'd acquired it through...darker means. The Italian mob to be more precise. Now it's collection time and Lola's paying the price. Trading herself for her father's life-Lola finds herself in the hands of the incredibly frustrating, confusing and very good looking mob son's boss-Carlos. She's convinced that with Carlos there's nothing more than what meets the eye; a cold-hearted, killer but could she be wrong? Warning: First chapter goes fast since it was taken from a One-Shot. I will be editing this along with the rest of the book much later so bear in mind the story does get better :)

Aidan, a homeless rogue who had a strong dislike for the female gender, never wanted​ a wife... Emilia, a rich proud-headed young lady never wanted a man in her life after her late mother's ordeal... He did it for the money... She did it to save her inheritance... But not even these two world-apart couple were prepared for what was to come, neither could they prevent nor avoid the inevitable when love came knocking... It was a fatal attraction and it definitely caught them off guard but not everyone would sit back and watch that happen, especially when it concerned the late Duchess' will. Trouble came knocking... ★★★ She felt his need for her. It was very evident. She didn't need the light of the lightning to reveal to her how much he wanted her for she could feel his swollen cock that seared heat through her thin material and she couldn't wait, despite her fears of how big he might be. "Are you sure?" He asked softly as if he had read her thoughts. She nodded, biting her lower lip and trying to suppress her anticipation. "Yes." She whispered. "It's bigger than my finger." He told her, searching for any sign that might tell him that she was not ready. He was not going to take her if she was not. He didn't want her living her first sexual experience in regret. "Apparently." She said with small smile. "It will hurt." He warned her. "I can trust you not to let it hurt more than I can bear." She replied, indicating that she trusted him. ©All Rights Reserved.

After being trapped in a women trafficking society in the guise of a Convent and auctioned to the highest bidder, Sarah finds herself at the mercy of a Ruthless god, a mafia boss who is unfeeling and has a lust for blood but never would she have guessed that she would become his kryptonite. ★★★ "Look at me, Sarah." He appealed softly and lifted her chin with a curved finger and she reluctantly lifted her head and looked into his eyes. His head slowly descended and he captured her lips. She couldn't do anything, she just stood there and let him run his hands down her body, especially the sides. His kisses were soft and tender. The taste of liquor was still on his lips and demanding tongue and the smell of tobacco still lingered on his breath. He wrapped his arms around her slim form, bringing her body against his and kissed her deeply but passionately, running both hands up her back to under her neck to lift her full curly hair and feel the smooth texture in his palm. Despite all this, she didn't respond to him. She was rather too stunned to even return his kisses and his demanding caresses. Sensing her reluctance and her non-responsive attitude to his kisses, he stopped kissing her and stepped back.

"How old are you? Two and twenty? You pretend to look strong but in here..." He tapped her chest with a finger and she flinched. "You are weak...all women are. I could turn you over and take you right here on the grass and there's nothing you'd be able to do about it except thrust your arse back at me like the lustful maid you'll become in time." Her face contorted in anger at his presumptions. "You women pretend not to want what you all crave in within your very souls but when given the chance, you all are like wildfire." "I'm no part of them and I tell it to your face now that I do not desire you!" She huffed with growing irritation. He smiled. "Stubborn and resolute, aren't you?" Then he suddenly slipped his hand behind her back and grabbed her arse then pushed her against himself, making her gasp aloud, his unruly behaviour was shocking, and her eyes grew rounder when she felt his erection pressing against her crotch. His eyes never left her face. "You see what you do to me, little Maid? Not even Lady Kristine could make me that hard or even cajole my cock to rise a second time and yet it grows rigid from just watching you stand before me in a torn dress." He said quietly to her face. With everything happening too fast, her nervousness heightened and she grew agitated. "I warn you to release me this minute, your grace!" She grated, stiffening in his arms and trying to pry herself away from his still-growing warm erection. 4/6/16 ©All Rights Reserved.

Jess worked hard all her life, she doesn't live with her parents and her pride won't let her go back to them so she works and works and works what ever job she can get. The richest boy in the city throughs a huge party and his mother hires her to work it, of corse she accepts. "Oh your early. You don't have to help set up," He says, no idea who I am. "Actually I do. Your mum hired me." I reply "Your the help?" "Yeah I'm the help" "I didn't mean it like that-" "Well that's how you said it." After this they see each other in lots of places. Like the market. "Don't you have servants to shop for you?" I ask "Sometimes but I knew you'd be here so I came." He lies "How sweet." I say sarcastically and turn my back on him. Eventually Jess gives into his charm and cannot resist him any longer. LoveStories presents an epic love story between the poor girl and the rich boy. (Fore more detail read the intro)

Ever been in love with your best friend so long that you just had to disappear for it to go away. Reagan Fitzpatrick, 25, tried doing just this. Mackenzie Hawthorne was Reagan's best friend since first grade. Falling in love with her was not Reagan's intention. It happened. Now Reagan must decide whether to walk away or give in to the love that burnt most of her teenage life and some of her adult life.

Maria Jackson is a CEO for Miller & Brandon Law Firm. People have always described her as strict and introverted. Alexis Parker is a shy young girl who is thinking about pursuing a job in the world of Law. See what will happen when their paths cross.

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