She had her life in order, A nurse🩺 with a purpose, And a new beginning. But all it took was one night... One reckless decision... ...to change everything. She's now in debt with the Fierce. And with this debt came Addiction. Obsession. Risk. Will they choose each other in the end, or let the weight of it all tear them apart?

One of the most powerful man in the world. He was called Octavius. Cruel, coldblooded, and completely unobtainable. The Devil in a Brioni suit. The mere whisper of his name was like lethal poison that burned through the hearts of millions. Penetrating, and clear amber eyes that made grown men weep, and women burned with seduction. Behind the curtains, no one knew what he looked like yet he was always in control. It was a reputation he had fought to establish, one that brought him power, wealth and just about... everything. When a series of unfortunate events lands her into the very strong, powerful arms of Octavius, it was everything she'd been warned about. The beautiful brute, Octavius, moody and controlling in every aspect. She had never met a man as brutal, and stormy as him, someone she couldn't help but sprout wild, random phrases to, and offer hugs. A man that always gets what and who he wants because that's how his life works. Until it doesn't. Until he stumbles into a five-feet angel with the sweetest smile, and adamant about being friends. - preview - "Has any man ever made you so crazy you thought you'd die if you didn't get his cock inside of you? If you couldn't feel his fingers digging into your thighs as he spread you open and devoured you whole? Have you ever come over and over, so hard and so many times you couldn't be sure where one ended and the other began?" His strong, veined hands gripped the backside of my bare thigh, tracing over my skin, itching higher and higher and I could feel a deep ache building inside my lower region. My mouth slacked, at a loss for words, all I could do was whimper softly under his possessive touches. "Answer me." Big, forceful hands caressed my chin, almost gripping my neck, only retracting as I let out a tiny breathless sigh. His dark deep amber eyes were on fire with a carnal sexuality that I had never seen before. "Use your words."

A love story between the east queen and her bad man "You wid find out when mi cum in deh and yuh no ready," he said. Bwoii go suck yuh gyal dem "Yuh damn right. We will see," I said before walking away. "Like how it a shake like when yuh a perform pan stage," "A come yuh fih come kiss it and stop sta-" "Bomboclat," I said when he grabbed my arm and pulled me back. My back was pressed against his front. He wrapped his hand around my throat and brought his mouth down to my ear. "Pussy ole kiss wah?" His voice sent shivers down my back. Mi a bad gyal but him bad tuh "A joke keem," I said quickly and he released me. He came in-front of me and looked down. "Mi wid swell yuh belly and give yuh two pitney fih ramp wid, no ramp wid me," he said "Go swell yuh gyal dem belly nd move," "Yuh go gwan till mih bust yuh mouth before you go back farrin eno," he said as I stared up at him. Not a real story! If you don't speak patios don't waste your time #1 Jamaican #1 artiste #1 Jadakingdom

***Mature Content*** WARNING!! 18+ only Rated R Allie is a smart girl. She breezed through high school with honors earning her a full scholarship to nursing school. However, she learns quickly that college is a whole new ball game and there's only one person there to help...James. He has very specific ways of tutoring and she's about to learn a lot more than she ever did in highschool.... Cover by : TatathePotato

❝I think he is attracted to her. Look at this beauty. Which man wouldn't want to keep her for himself? After all, ruling alone for such a long time he must be in search of a queen.❞ He's said to be the first creation of the moon goddess. The lone wolf, Arles. The king of all wolves. An immortal. A god. They say he ruled ruthlessly. He had the power to change the inescapable destiny of man itself. She was a mortal. A troublemaker. She didn't know what she was getting into when she crossed him. ... the end chapters are available on Inkitt for free. the link is in my bio. I don't own the picture used in the cover.

[SAMPLE] Reed frowned, his eyes filled with confusion when he saw that Lena seemed to be fine. "I heard a scream," he announced stiffly, standing awkwardly over Lena's bed. Beneath the sheets, Lena was torn between renewed arousal and slight mortification. Embarrassment won. "Everything's fine," she muttered, trying to discreetly disengage the battery-operated toy from between her thighs. It was a thick phallus, way too thick to silently exit her wet pússy, but finally, finally, it popped out. "But you screamed." "Because I came, Reed." His bewilderment only grew. "Came where?" And that was when Lena knew that even after what had happened between them last night, Reed was still like a newborn, an innocent. He might have been the most intelligent guy she knew but in many ways, he was still the boy he'd been before the accident that had marred his life. So she heaved out a sigh, clamping her thighs together when she felt his gaze scorch her damp skin. "I had an orgasm, Reed." She calmly spelled it out, wondering if she should mention that it was his cock she'd been imagining inside her. Now that she knew what he was packing, it was impossible to get the image out of her head - not that she was trying. Reed swallowed, a blush creeping up his neck. Lena was instantly turned on by that blush, by his obvious discomfort and arousal. So she did the most natural thing that came to her. She pulled her sheets away.

❝Like a work of art he had been dying to put on display.❞ Verani Adams finds herself unhappy with the way she's led her life. Between dealing with the consequences of her career choices, the burden to find romance in an era of one night stands, and most of all, figuring out how to fulfill her endless desire for a thrill in everything she does, she decides to apply for an internship in her final year of college, at one of the most profound museums in the city of Paris: Musée de l'Érotisme. Described otherwise as, a museum dedicated to sex. Face to face with the taboo nature that surrounds her job, she meets Damien Dupont, the head director of the renowned museum. Vera learns early on that his expertise goes beyond the creative field, following him into his personal life, and she can't help but feel curious about the various tastes he indulges in. As for him, he gets what he wants, and his eyes are set on the girl in red. *Unedited, this completed version is the first draft. Currently in revision.* 18+ MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY.

"How long did you watch? Be honest," he whispered, as though he were half embarrassed, yet he desperately wanted to know the truth. I was turned on by the blush of his cheeks, because I knew he rarely talked about these things. My heart rate quickened and I felt myself grow instantly wet at the memory. I remembered him sitting on the couch, pants pooled at his feet as his hand gripped his erect cock in his hand, watching the images on the television screen that was right next to the peephole I was watching him out of. It was the most erotic thing I'd ever seen, and now he was asking how long I'd been watching him? I couldn't lie to him, though. "The last ten minutes," I whispered, looking to Locke for his reaction. Locke closed his eyes and raised his head to look at the sky, just so he wouldn't have to look at me as he said his next words. His face was flushed, and his words came out a low growl when he asked, "Did you like it?" *** After her entire world shattered her senior year in high school, Rowan Faye has avoided love. Now, she wakes up in the beds of men she doesn't know, and never lands in the same place for too long. But after one too many strange men in the apartment, Rowan's roommate has had enough. Soon, Rowan is desperate to find an apartment to finish her last year of college. Enter Locke Emerson. The shy, nerdy student who rides a motorcycle to class, and never speaks to women if he can help it. He posted an ad and had started to lose hope when Rowan texts him about the apartment. Everything should be easy, right? She needs a place to stay, he needs someone to pay half the rent. But as Locke will find out, nothing is ever simple when it comes to Rowan Faye. When everything they build comes crashing down around them, will Locke be able to convince Rowan to stay?

Warning: Mature Content "You're the only girl that has ever made me feel this way."

"If you need a workout buddy I'm here"he said with that smirk. "Okay workout buddy"