[ PREVIEW ONLY ] He's a criminal. She's hasn't broken a rule in her life. He's Italian. She's American. He's mean. She's nice. He's like coffee, dark and bitter. She's like tea, light and sweet. After having the most awkward interview in the world Lily gets confronted by her Italian-American boss and it's not because she got the job. He's watching her and she's about to get taken against her will for an unknown reason. He's dark and dangerous, like the night. It's hard to live when your life is a lie and it's hard to run when someone is chasing you with a gun. This book is the first book in The Ferity Series and it's intended for a mature audience.

| ranked #1 | | 4.24.16| | completed | | wattpad featured story 8/17/16 | | winner of a collectors edition WATTY 2016 | "How many times do I have to say this until you accept it? Those people are mine, those soldiers are mine, you are mine." I freeze. "Well," I straighten my spine, tightening my fists," I am not to be owned by anyone, least of all you. And my people aren't either. I will not allow you to do this." "You won't allow me to?" He scoffs. "And how are you going to stop me?" "If you do not call off this awful plan, I will reject you, as my mate." highest rank: 1

Once upon a time, there was a boy named Marlon who fell in love with a girl named Cat. Like her name suggests, she had claws --- sharp ones. But the thing about cats with sharp claws is that as much as they hiss and scratch, they still enjoy being stroked... (Working blurb, ha.) *Cover by @bullethood*

A lovestruck demigoddess, unaware of her royal status, makes a shocking discovery about her family, and impulsively follows Hades to the underworld to escape Zeus's wrath. ******* Lexi Maxwell has grown up surrounded by wealth and privilege, but also by rules. The rare moments of freedom that she enjoys come when she's out horseback riding, but even then there are strictures on where she can go-and with whom. When she arrives home for a weekend-long celebration, Lexi is surprised by the number of eligible bachelors who vie for her attention. She doesn't have a lot of experience with the opposite sex, but these loudmouth, arrogant boys fail to impress her. Enter the mysterious Luke Carrington. Lexi is instantly drawn to him, but despite his charm and intelligence, her parents and godfather warn her to stay away from him. Lexi, however, cannot be deterred. When she learns that her life has been one long lie, and the people claiming to be her family aren't who they say they are, Lexi turns to Luke for solace. It doesn't take long for him to earn her trust, and her heart, and suddenly Lexi is willing to follow him anywhere to keep him close. Even into the underworld. A Goddess Unraveled is now a published book! Not only is the retail version longer, it includes a surprise about Lexi's parentage! AVAILABLE IN PAPERBACK AND EBOOK THROUGH penguinrandomhouse.com AND VARIOUS RETAIL OUTLETS THAT SELL BOOKS. COPYRIGHT NOTICE: This work is owned by the author. Please do not attempt to plagiarize or bad karma will befall you. IN OTHER WORDS: If you find this story on any online platform other than WATTPAD, I did not allow this. You may also be exposing yourself to malware. If you wish to read this story in its original, safe form, do it here on WATTPAD, or purchase the book at any retail outlet.

CURRENTLY IN THE PROCESS OF BEING REWRITTEN!

GRAPHIC and EXPLICIT! Tori's been in love with Jayden since she was twelve years old, but he's pulled away at every turn. Doubts, insecurities, and certain, ahem, preferences have been convincing him that she's the kind of girl to totter about on pedestals, and definitely not the lady for him. Except she really isn't the lady for anyone else, and he can't seem to keep his hands off her, or his belt buckled to his pants. This story does contain some Graphic content, I won't tell you its ALL Graphic, but there are a few risky bits in it. You have been warned, that is as much as I can do without armed guards and electric fences ...

The Restricted version of Read My Lips....IT IS NOT EROTICA in any way. It is just a slightly steamier version of the original, and the version I wanted for this story.

Volume 1 in the Amelia Taylor- Simmons Collection. STRONG SEXUAL CONTENT!!! "Dominic." I moaned. I couldn't do this! I was just a little bit classier wasn't I? 'Oh god' I thought as his hands found the rim of my dress and he pulled it up, past my waist. "Mm, don't fight it Amelia. You know you want it, don't you?"

Before Anne Boyeln, there was another. This is her story. Scarlett, an orphaned, seventeen-year-old girl grew up on England's monarchy, tending the stables. Scarlett's gift of beauty soon becomes a curse as she catches the eye of the most powerful man of the sixteenth century; The King of England. Her radiance and confidence is something the King has never experienced, thus forming his physical desire into something much more. But does Scarlett feel the same or will another member of the Kingdom steal her heart? Based on famous quotes and similar events of the sumptuous King Henry VIII, 'Scarlett's Secret' portrays a sensual tale of intrigue, romance and betrayal set against the backdrop of a defining moment in European history.

I wanted a baby. I really, wanted to have a baby... It wasn't an option of wanted one right now, given my super-hot boyfriend already knocked me up... I was going to have a baby. I just had to tell him... Need to tell him. Enter the problem. My stepdaughter. I loved her. She hated me. Absolutely normal. She was daddy's little angel and could do no wrong in his eyes. She didn't want a sibling... Like she had a say in it. Back to my super-hot builder boyfriend, more correctly, my super fine baby daddy. I had to drop the B-BOMB. Shouldn't be too hard, right? Ugh, maybe... We weren't not trying to get pregnant, but we weren't trying either. We were just having a lot of sex. Great. Mind-blowing sex! Legs shaking... kind of sex! I thought he'd be happy about it.. I thought she'd get over it.. I thought maybe after nearly eight years together, he'd put a damn ring on it. You see my point? Tantrums. Fighting. Tears. One hell of a night later, and no one seem to have seen my point.