I stand there wide eyed and frozen where I am being held in place. The sounds of fists connecting on skin, cracking under his bloody fists. How can he be so cruel and heartless? Why doesn't he just leave me alone? "STOP PLEASE JUST STOP!" I hear myself scream feeling warm tears fall down my cheek. I couldn't bear it anymore. At the sound of my scream, he stops midair snapping his head towards my frightened one with a sadistic smirk. He does that every time someone begs. "Sorry Princess, I don't think I heard you?" He heard me, that's how he plays with people's emotions. "Stop just let him go he didn't do anything wrong." He stares at me blankly. His eyes show anger. "HE DID DO SOMETHING WRONG! HE TOUCHED YOU! NO ONE TOUCHES WHAT'S MINE!" I flinch from his screams, something I always do when he yells. "I'm... we aren't." I shake my head. "Say it. I WANT.TO.HEAR.YOU.SAY.IT!" I know what he wants me to say, I just couldn't. He notices that I am not going to say the three words he wants to hear. Turning to face his punching bag, he lifts his arm again, hatred in his eyes. "STOP! I -- I'll say it, just please stop. He's had enough." I say defeated. Dropping his arm, he drops him on the ground like a sack of dirt and stalks towards me as the arms that restrain me let go. "Tell me Princess. Tell me what I want to hear." he cups my face with his bloody hands. Staring into his cold-hearted eyes I let out a shaky breath "I -- I'm...only...yours." His lips curl up into a smile pulling me into his lips. Kissing me possessively, I shut my eyes tightly. Pulling away he goes back to a serious face. "You.Are.OnlyMine! Remember that. You belong to me. You know I will kill any guy that even thinks to look, speak or touch you. Do you understand me? I nod my head yes glancing over at the limp body on the ground then back at him. Stepping back, he turns and kicks him on his side making him spit blood out. "Next time you're dead!" ... I'm only his...

This book is so awfully written, I'm embarrassed. The relationship is toxic and evil and I've been working on rewriting this story. As soon as I have it rewritten, I'm gonna take it down and put it back up. It's gonna be the same concept but I'm gonna fix plot holes and make it a little healthier.

"Aw, are you scared, petalo?" He said, walking towards me menacingly. I glared at him, positioned in a protective stance as he strode confidently my way. I backed against the wall as he buried his face into my neck and chuckled, placing both hands against the wall behind my head. "You should be, baby." He whispered, his teeth grazing my ear. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 22 year old Rose Waters was innocent, she had grown up that way. Even after both parents died, Rose was strong, in her own way. She focused all of her energy on three simple goals. 1) Stay out of trouble 2) Have the perfect husband, family and life 3) Fall in love But when she meets the charismatic, stubborn and insanely gorgeous Marco Pacciello, could she hold it all together? Even when he takes full control of her life? How do you defy the boss of the Italian mafia and live to tell the tale... or not to tell.

**Mature Content: violence/sex/language** Book 1 of the Wolf Series 19 year old Dallas has secrets, many, many secrets but the biggest one of them all may just be her most powerful asset. She's never known pack life, until recently she didn’t even know what she was. Living life as a rogue now, she is slowly coming to understand her kind and their laws. Most importantly she’ll learn about mates and the pull, which sparks her interest since she can’t seem to leave Alpha Ryker Daniels alone for long. Fighting herself over letting him in or leaving him behind, but in the end, could her secrets be too much for the Alpha to handle? Or will he do as promised and listen without judgment? And what will happen when a monster from her past comes back to claim what he thinks is his? Can Dallas keep her secrets while trying to keep her heart….and possibly her head? ©2013 R.K. Anne. All Rights Reserved

Carver isn't a guy you want to mess with- he's a ruthless gang leader! Dakota is a shy, quiet, well mannered girl who dreams of love. on Christmas Eve she's walking home when she's pulled into an alley way and raped by the notirious gang leader Carver but his identity is unknown to her. three months later she finds out she's pregnant and she's not the only one who knows this- Carver tells his men to fetch her and bring her to the gang house and that's exactly what happens she's kidnapped and when she wakes up she finds herself in a room full of girls. Dakota is forced to play Carver's twisted and cruel game at stake is her and her unborn baby's life, she's fighting for the chance of producing Carver's first heir.... only one can survive in the end and give birth to his fisrt child. Dakota will have to fight but what happens if she wins what then? she doesn't know but Carver does, What's the point in fighting anyways she should just give up does she really want to live with a monster her entire life?

Dangerous men love innocent women. Innocent women don't go looking for dangerous men, but somehow the end up in the hands of them. She just wanted to give her uncle his sandwich, but dangerous men have a way of making things difficult. She is a good girl and he is a bad boy. And we all know the bad boys always want the good girls.

GOING THROUGH EDITING!!!!! [Book 2 in the Carter Brother Series *can be read separately*] Rated R Novel (only some chapters are Rated R). Katy Dixon escaped her vicious 'husband' that day only to stumble upon Mason Carter's BDSM Club. Call it fate, call it coincidence, Mason doesn't care. It doesn't matter, especially since he has no intention of letting his mate go and for anybody. Somewhere along the lines of resisting the brooding Carter man and protecting herself, she finds herself doing the one thing she'd never thought she could again-love. But love is a battlefield and if Mason wants Katy, he's going to have to fight long and hard for her.

Sienna Lopez had a tough start in life when her father was involved in a car crash with her 2 older brothers leaving behind herelf and her mother. Sienna was always sweet but told it how it was but she often found her smart mouth got her into trouble from time to time. After Sienna and her friends go out for the night to clebrate her friends engagment, things take a turn for the worst when she is almost kidnapped by the russian mafia and is now stuck in the middle of not only one mafia but two! Matteo Romano was always a man who never believed in love, because in the mafia love made you weak and also proved to be a weakness that enemys could use against you, he would use girls and discard them as quick as they came, Matteos father was killed by the russian mafia 8 years ago making Matteo the italian don but what happens when sets eyes on a a fiesty women who later he would come to know is not as fragile as she looks. WARNING: strong language sexual refrences violence

Sabrina Welsh was just a simple waitress when Liam Collins walked into her life. He wanted her but she was too cautious to let him have her. So he gave a offer she would be too foolish to turn down. Be his paid girlfriend. "God you're so fucking sexy," he'd breathed, his face moving closer to mine. "Go out with me," he groaned. I gasped before nodding. His scent was so intoxicating. His eyes so hypnotizing... "Kiss me," he growled, his eyes suddenly dark and wild with...with lust.

"When will you accept me?'' Lucian murmured against my skin. The wonderful feeling only grew as he stepped closer, the thick muscles between our layers of clothing pressing against my back. He dipped his head. I could feel his lips against my ear when he spoke. "When, Victoria? I am tired of fighting with you. I know you want me just as much as I want you. Admit it." I couldn't. "Admit it, Victoria!'' Lucian's voice went deep when he raised it. Goosebumps prickled my entire body as he whirled me around so that we were face-to-face. I exhaled softly, hating the dominant position he had over me. Lucian wretched my chin up. His eyes were burning with a lustful smolder. "No." Oh, I would definitely get myself killed tonight. I knew my defiance was angering him further but saying I wanted Lucian would mean I was accepting defeat. And I didn't do that. Love was a game and I was determined to win it.