After wandering into a dark and alluring club on her 21st birthday, Lillian Carter makes a terrifying and life-altering discovery. Not only are humans not the only beings at the top of the food chain, but there are other supernatural creatures out there, the likes of which she could never dream existed. Suddenly, Lillian finds herself caught between two very different men - a mysterious, brutally handsome werewolf and a dark, intimidatingly beautiful vampire. As she immerses herself in the world of Crave, the supernatural BDSM club... which one of them will claim her? And most of all, what will she do when she finds dark and twisted love along the way?

Living with a hot boy is fine. Living with five hot boys is hard. Living with five hot brothers is tough. Being captured by five hot vampire brothers takes the cake. Nora Holt is 24, just got out of college, and is in need of a car. She's the type of girl who doesn't take shit, and speaks her mind. If you mess with her, you're most likely going to end up somewhere in Mexico or being chased by hungry wolves. So when she's walking home at 1:30 am down an allyway, this can only lead to trouble. Lots of trouble. The next thing she knows, she's thrown into a world of a singing vampire, a crazy ex-boyfriend (who now she realizes is a vampire and is trying to kill her), and a house full of five hot vampires. How the hell does a girl handle a situation like this? She bites her way through it, of course. **Do not read if you cannot stand grammar errors and pretty much crappy writing. I need to edit this book drastically.**

I am beautiful. I am sexy. I am seductive. I am Black Orchid. Charlotte Avery is a struggling 18 year old who just wants the best for her little brother Orlando. To support him, she becomes a Queen of Seduction at night and it takes its toll on her. How can one accident of fainting in her principal's arms change her life?

Kayla's senior year trip is supposed to be the icing on the cake. Good grades, a perfect boyfriend, and a future she's always imagined. But when their plane emergency stops in Rome, Italy because of a record-breaking storm, sixty seniors have to learn how to adapt. But in an airport not prepared, a language barrier and a miserably irritating neighbor hell-bent on annoying her, Kayla's in for more than the trip she bargained for. [This is now a published book! Find out inside where you can buy]

In a corrupt community, young girls are sold to men as mere objects of pleasure and they are kept for as long as the men desire. But things take a turn when the spoilt son of a wealthy businessman crosses paths with an unfortunate girl forced into the twisted world of Baby Dolls. Baby Doll © Wonderwall123 2013 - 2014

"Tóso ómorfi," someone almost growled behind me. My heart jolted with shock in my chest as I shrieked and whirled around. An imposing man stood before me, his almost-black eyes full of desire. The sleek tuxedo he was wearing fitted the broad expanse of his torso like a second skin. His sun kissed complexion was without flaw and a shadow crept across the shape of his clean shaven jawline. I could smell the bittersweet musk of his aftershave from where I was standing. He was the human vessel of Adonis. In less than two steps, he had strode forwards until he was right in front of my face. I could not breathe. The air was as heavy as lead in my lungs. A second passed. He paused-I allowed the moment I had to recoil from him to dissipate around us-and he gripped my chin hard and pushed his mouth fiercely over mine. I was paralyzed and my mind raced. Why was he in the women's toilets? Frances Hayward is a journalist known for her ice queen demeanour-despite her popular articles discussing the do's and don'ts of romance as alter ego Valerie D'Voire. She is also cursed with the burden of keeping her emotions in check after an accident in her past. Ensuring her dormant state is natural for Frances, but tensions run high and remaining in control proves difficult when she meets Greek bachelor Mr Krieos.

"I can't love you." I whispered softly. For the first time in my life I was scared, because I did love him, but once he found out about everything...He would leave me. I didn't know if I could handle him leaving me. "Just allow yourself to feel me." He whispered. Slowly entering me, he filled me to the brink. He wasn't my submissive, he was my Dominant, the only man I allowed to have full control over me, my body. There were many things that I could revel, but each hard thrust of his body he forced me to take, I relinquished my control to him fully. Because sometimes, it's as easy to take control as it is to give it up. *This focuses on the emotional as well as the physical aspects of BDSM. There will be mature content in most chapters as well as mentions and acts of rape, as well as many others situations that people may not feel comfortable with.

[Edited Version ● Alternate Ending] "I will savour every part of your body; every nook and every cranny. I will make you feel like my last meal. And I will do it with your husband in the next room." Sofia's breathing became ragged. She held the stupid cookbook to her chest like a lifesaver, but she couldn't stop her heart bashing against it. And Vaughn? His hand had somehow slipped up the hem of her dress... (Cover by @ilovepizaaaa)

[Edited Version] “You ever think about letting your hair loose?” Ashton asked, his breath kissing Amor’s neck as they waltzed. “My hair’s fine,” Amor snapped in annoyance. Ashton chuckled. “That’s not what I meant.” His hands slowly hiked up the hem of her dress and her breath caught. “What are you doing?” She uneasily glanced around at the dancing couples. “Giving a new meaning to dirty dancing,” he replied quietly. And he entered her. [Cover by @zarawhite]

[Edited Version] "We only read erotica," Fiona said with a straight face. "Come again?" I asked, clutching my copy of Jane Eyre to my chest. I suddenly felt like a girl who'd come to a fancy-dress party dressed as herself. "Oh, come on, Janelle," Fiona smiled, pulling my hand and leading me into the room. The light in the library was dimmed to a dull glow, and then I heard a man's voice reading: "I entered her from behind, squeezing the taut skin of her buttocks and driving myself even deeper, until..." Somewhere in the dark, I heard moans of pleasure and the unmistakable yowl of a climax... [Cover by @headfullofstars]