❀ FEATURED ON WATTPAD'S EDITORS' PICKS LIST ❀ [The Closer is intended for readers with an appetite for the dark and sexy. Read at your own discretion.] "What about that no fucking colleagues policy, huh? The one you so haughtily rubbed in my face?" The way to wound my heart is through my pride. The bastard knew that. But the look in Hans' eyes told me this wasn't a game to get me all riled up. "If your office ethics involve you getting into Tim's pants, then why don't I get to play too?" His hands flew down to my legs, tickling the bare skin on my legs and shocking me into stillness when I felt him pull up the corners of my dress till they were bunched up at my waist. "You can't," I breathlessly whispered as he forced my legs apart. One hand sauntered up to my neck, resting at my collarbone while the other snaked between my legs, parting my thighs until he had all of me resting at the tip of his fingers. "Is this cause of him," he growled, his finger dipping into my heat just slightly, circling the entrance, "or me?" He sounded so needing, so deprived. It turned me on knowing that I was the one making him feel this way, that despite being the one thrown up against a wall, I had the ultimate power over this man. "It's...It's you." I gulped and met his eyes. "It's all you." ● What happens when an unstoppable, hard-hitting business woman meets an unmovable, chauvinist, and utterly exhausting heir to a multi-million empire? Disaster, of course. For Tris, Hans Castellan proves to be more than a challenge of the heart and of the body. For Hans, Tris Henderson turns out to be a woman worth fighting for, despite a rocky start and more than a few broken hearts. Then again, no one said closing this deal would be easy. ● © Beatrice Manuel, All Rights Reserved

He pushes his full length into me and I scream, trying to pull my body away from his. He holds me in place, slamming into me a few times before he stills. My breathing is harsh and my body is trembling, I can barely hold my body up. He rotates his hips in a circular motion, grabbing my hands at the same time, pinning me to the bed. Our fingers are interlocked and he begins to rock. When he comes out, he pulls me down. One of his hands circle around and he presses down on my belly. I gasp at the sensation in my belly. "I can feel me inside you," He whispers as he leans over me. He grabs my free hand and brings it to my belly. "Do you like how I feel, Gabrielle?" He thrusts into me hard and I feel him through my skin. "Noah!" I moan loudly. He grunts and smacks my ass. I yelp in surprise. It stings but its an erotic sensation. He slaps the other cheek and my body shakes. "Tell me what you want Gabrielle," He mutters. My body ignites and my skin tingles. The red walls becomes redder, the light becomes brighter, and the smell of sex becomes stronger. "Please Noah," I beg. He rotates his hips again but faster. My senses flash with "Caution! Explosives Activated!" "Come, Gabrielle," He whispers as he slams into me again. My vision goes black as my climax hits me like a thousand bolt of lightning. My head flying back as I scream, Noah reaches his peak also. He holds onto my body and groans. My vision returns brighter than it was before and I collapse on the bed. Noah rolls me over and unties the tail of the whips quickly. He kisses each of my wrists while rubbing slow circles with his fingers. He's one of those sweet dominants. He takes the time to inspect his submissives. I mentally smack myself. You're not his submissive, I chant to myself. "Did I hurt you?" He mutters. I shake my head then smack his face. "Thats for tying me up." I say as I begin to pull my underwear back on. He grins that heart stopping smile and kisses me.

"I didn't ask to be in the middle of your ego-battle," I grumble. Blake pins me to my locker, hands resting on either side of my head. "Well, you got it in anyway, Darling," he whispers. His face is inches away from mine and damn me for licking my lips. I am NOT falling for these guys. And then, at the corner of my eye I spot Owen and his gang approaching. Well, that's just great. *** The West and East gang of Tygerwell have been at each other's throats since the dawn of time. And the two leaders of these gangs want to end the fight, once and for all. But fighting with fists is easy. Fighting with wit and charm, is a whole other ball game. Blake. West-side gang leader. Leather jacket and killer glare. Don't talk back. Owen. East-side gang leader. Fancy coat and toxic stare. Don't resist. And in comes Amber. Hair of gold and oceans in her eyes. Has too much sass for her own good and always, ALWAYS, manages to get into the middle of trouble. But these boys have no idea who they're really dealing with. And when Amber descovers she knows a little too much when it comes to guns and fighting, she has to question everything she thought she knew about herself. Three can play this game. *** "Let's settle this. You got rejected, I got rejected. It's only fair that the fate of the gangs be on who gets the girl first." "That sounds rather good, Rhodes. I'll take that bet on the golden girl." *** COMPLETED FICTION AWARDS: Best new story and best new account Highest ranking in Teen Fiction: #1 on 25/06/2018

Book 2: The Billionaire's Obsession Zoey writes lifestyle articles for an up and coming fashion magazine in New York. When her close friend Nicolas Woods asks her for a favor she can't refuse. What she didn't expect was the fact she had to work together with playboy Evan Black. She knew his reputation and she'd definitely not fall for his games. Yet Evan isn't the type of guy to back off easily. Zoey is a challenge and like hell he'd back off when all he could think about was having her in his life.

Lex Sterling can't be tamed. He's a sexy billionaire who hasn't had a real girlfriend in his life. He refuses to stick to only one girl, that is, until he bumps into the feisty Rachel Steele. She's a girl who didn't believe in love, but when an arrogant, rich and handsome CEO comes into her life, things change.

Loving her was not a choice for him. He looked, She smiled And he fell in love. Join the journey of Jayson Reynolds and Katherine Anderson as they meet and experience the joys of loving each other and the rollercoaster of emotions that accompanies it; from their first meeting to Jayson struggling with the perfect proposal. Will they walk down the aisle or give up before that? Read to find out and fall in love with their love story. COMPLETED. #72 in Romance (16/10/17)

"I will allow you to keep the house." He said standing an inch away from her, "but on one condition." He continued. Hope surged through her system , " what is it?" She asked. A cynical smile replaced his angered expression ,causing her to frown. "Sleep with me." He said. She blinked a few times to catch his words. "W. What?" She whispered. Nikos inched closer to her evading her personal space ,forcing her to shift back, trapping her along as she hit the wall. He placed both his hands on either side of her head, stopping her from further escape. "I said you have to sleep with me if you want the house back love" ** He was adamant about taking revenge, revenge from her. He wanted to crush her just like she had done to him 5 years ago, leaving him alone, standing at the altar. Now he was back fully prepared to seek out his revenge. He wanted to ruin her. She was a widow. After her husband's demise, she thought the bad phase of her life has finally come to an end ,until his return .

They were never supposed to fall in love. In fact, they were probably never even supposed to meet. But life does that sometimes; it brings you someone who unexpectedly turns your world upside down. For Ella, it all began on the last day of summer, in a small bakery on the edge of town. With three teenage boys, a plastic knife and a rocketship birthday cake. lol I'm not dead guys

Leila lived with her pack all her life. It was until she was forced into an arranged marriage that she ran away from home. She turned into a rogue and while running away from an Alpha, she ends up kidnapped by another one. The exception for this was one: this Alpha was her mate.

Phillipa Holden has two rules she has lived by. 1. Always be kind and humble, especially to the help. 2. Hate the one guy that took her heart and stomped on it before leaving flying away to London. But this might just change when she encounters that same guy on her return flight back from Paris. Jace Frost returns back to sunny Los Angeles, only to then work for Mr Holden as Phillipa's bodyguard. Will Phillipa be able to look past her broken heart and forgive Jace? Or will she find herself plotting to get him fired and on the first plane back to London? Sometimes A Fairytale Is Just A Frost's Breath Away! #3 of the 'Hate at First Flight' Series