"... A trail of kisses went from my neck to my breast. ... My heart fluttered like a butterfly trapped in a cage, in the possession of a great dangerous & seductive predator. Just like a butterfly, I was fragile, innocent to his touch. He turned out to be everything and everywhere. Uncontrollable, dominating me, slowly, bit by bit. It begins with him following me, observing me, memorizing all of my actions, my choice of words, my decisions, my habits, my personality. Even how I do my hair and makeup everyday, as my daily routine. Every single thing, he remembered as he paid attention to the smallest detail. Curiosity, that's what caused and kept him to pursue me. Afterwards, he craves attention. To do so, he began to play with my dreams and haunt the hell out of me, until I suspect something and notice his presence. As my dreams taunted me to want and need him, soon I was also dragged into his game of curiosity. I realized later on, that the more I desired to know and to discover who he was, the more he became real. Soon, he was the air that I was breathing in. Before I knew it, he took charge of my life. I was blinded by pure fascination. Long story short, he was seeking my love. Unexpectedly, he stole my warm and beating heart to relieve his own back to this life. He wanted me. He wanted to possess me, to have me all to himself. And whatever he wants, he gets. But I didn't know about any of this until it was too late. " Tina has lived a very normal life. But her life just felt like a boring old routine, day & night. However, once she come's back from her vacation, something or someone has decided to become a part of her. Love & desire something she can't hold on, yet so real but doesn't exist. *******Tempted to click on "read"?! Do so & discover what's going to happen.

Alex was born into a broken family, but it seemed to be even more so when his mom gave his new born baby sibling up for adoption. If only he thought it was broken before, he became sure of it in that moment. As Alex grew up, it was alone. He had friends, sure. He had a few mentors along the way as well. But he didn’t have a mom... Not really. And he didn't have his sibling. After a few years, Alex was able to mentor to someone like he had been when he was younger. He met Garret, who soon became like a little sibling to Alex. Though it still wasn't the same. Alex started searching. And searching. And searching. Now he has the money and the sources and he’s that much closer. Will Alex find his long lost sibling? What relationship would they have if he even did? Will he be able to to get the relationship he desires? Or will he have to fight for it? These are the questions Alex needs answered. This Is Alex’s story. This... is fighting for Her. ©copyrights 2014. Book 3 in The Fighter series.

(DISCONTINUED) Megan Lopez was just a normal teenage girl who longed for her mate. But sadly, when she finds him, she realizes that it's no other than Ryder Harris. The bad boy who's very possessive over anything. Fate is definitely not on her side this time. *i wrote this when I was 13 please read at your own risk!!*

Elizabeth was forced to learn a lot of hard lessons in life after one accidental night of passion. Despite the consequences, she was a survivor. Six years later the resident bad boy now turned home town hero returns and he has his eyes set on one woman. Caught up in the mayhem, can Elizabeth keep from repeating some of the same mistakes from her youth? Or will other unforeseen forces interfere turning her world into one wild, chaotic nightmare. This is a re-make of "The Wildflower" one of my first stories. There will be some minor changes but the plot will remain the same.

Fawn is a beautiful stripper that hates her job, hates her family and hates her life. Jordan is an alpha werewolf and he's got his eyes on the fawn and ready to pounce...

She's just an ordinary school girl, he's just an ordinary school boy right? Wrong, she's a werewolf and he's an arrogant and stuck up but stupidly attractive Alpha. Do you know what alphas are like? Well I do, they're strong, attractive and possessive, every girls dream right? Not for her, not if your their mate......

"Never Fall for a Bad Boy." That's what Olivia has always been told. So why did she go and do it anyway? And why did he have to be the best friend of her Best Friend's very own bad boy? This is something she never expected. When Olivia and Thomas first meet in home economics, she was a little more than surprised. She quickly learns that no matter what she does he's never gonna leave her alone. Why? Well, she doesn't even know the answer to that. When her best friend Farrah starts dating this bad boy's friend she knows that the countless run in's and unwanted conversations are inevitable and tries to find a way to not kill her self. Figuratively speaking of course. This is nothing compared to what she would go through. This bad boy has taken a genuine interest in her and it has nothing to do with her clumsiness in the kitchen. There is something about her that just draws him in. And as much as Olivia tries to fight the connection, she can never seem to erase him from her mind. Not that Thomas would even think about letting her anyway. Can Thomas convince her that maybe Bad Boy's are her type after all? ****Spin-off of The Bad Boy is Possessive. It is NOT necessary to read TBBIP to understand this book.****

There is never a time or place for true love. It happens accidentally, in a heartbeat, in a single flashing, throbbing moment.

I watched Reese lips move as he read out the contents of the letter, then I watched everyone's faces as they took in the words that were coming off the paper. As I looked around the small group, I realized that these were the people that I had no choice but to depend on for awhile, and one of them was going to get hurt. It didn't matter if we did everything right, someone was bound to get hurt in this game and I couldn't help but to feel like it would be all my fault.

"Stop it." She whispered her eyes looking down toward her hands. "Stop what?" I asked as I took another step close and leaned against the wall, towering over her. "This-this game," she stuttered then looked up at me fiercely."This is all a game to you, that's why they call you a player." she said, her voice throaty but stern as she back away from me. “If I’m a player, why did I do _____ then?” (no spoilers! lol) "I d-don't know," she started to backtrack. "You're the one who's playing the games, you tell me how it works into it. Probably something so I would be more accepting towards you." She spouted, confusion still on her face. "We're in college, don't you think I have better things to do then scheming about getting you to accept me?" I quirked and eyebrow at her. "You tell me." She shrugged, shaking her head at me before turning to walk away. "You don't know me," I called out in frustration. She turned on her heal, though stayed in place. "I know plenty about you. I heard everything back in high school, I saw most of it, and I know it's the exact same thing as what you are doing here." She ground through her teeth. "Which is what exactly?" I persisted. "Playing with any and every girl you can get your hands on." Without another word, she turned once more and retreated. I wanted to call out to her, tell her she was wrong, that she didn't know what I was really doing. Though, she was partially right about one thing, I've dated many girls. I haven't slept with any of them though, I've barely even kissed them, most of them would initiate the kiss in the first place. But she was wrong about the reasons. I'm no player, and this is no game. This is missing her. © Copy righted 2014 (Book 4 in The Fighter series)