When Dante, a young 23 year old aspiring photographer, gets hit by a black Rolls Royce and is taken to A&E for emergency surgery on his fractured leg, he doesn't expect to wake up the next morning to a note of apology from the cold heart throbbing Eliana M. Van Gosvan and a bouquet of Calla Lilies. Curious, he awaits patiently for her to return to the hospital but when she doesn't show up, he shrugs his shoulders and is released from hospital a month later to find a shiny Rolls Royce awaiting for his exit. The suspicion and curiosity becomes too much and Dante gets into the Rolls Royce only too late realising that he's been soaked into the dangerous, lustful, passion filled, enigmatic world of the one and only Eliana Gosvan.... 05/11/14 = Short Story #110 16/10/14 = Romance #419 Cover by @TheMysteriousOne_ ♡ WARNING CONTAINS SOME SEXUAL CONTENT ♡

"What would you like me to play; The violin or your pussy?" • • • He lived on the street. They called him a tramp. He slept with trash and found his meals in the garbage. Nobody knew who he was. Melody knew the moment she met him, something about him was off. Something about him was missing. Impassive and unpredictable, he always lurked around, his hulking figure a wandering question mark on the streets of New York. But give him a violin and watch him play...

"Since when do I, Draco Malfoy, Play fair?" Draco said with one brow cocked, and a smile playing on the corners of his lips. What would the series look like if Hermione hadn't ended up with Ron? A Draco and Hermione Fan Fiction. Anything that you recognize from the Harry Potter series, belongs to J.K. Rowling. NOT RECOMMENDED TO READ IF YOU HAVE NOT FINISHED THE HARRY POTTER SERIES!

*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

When the quiet girl in Clayton Hugh's chemistry class comes knocking on his door at five in the morning barely covered up in her little pajamas, inattentive, and drooling like crazy, he has no choice but to take her inside. But once Lucy Walker wakes up inside a room she has never seen before wearing an over-sized t-shirt and gym shorts, you can imagine the pure panic setting in her. The subtle addition of Clayton entering the room shirtless doesn't help much either. After three years of fawning over him, leave it up to her sleepwalking to finally get Clayton Hugh to notice her.