I stand there with my back away from him. I couldn't look at him not after he hurt me. How was I supposed to believe anything that came out of his mouth? "Helena. I'- I'm sorry. I didn't mean to." taking a step closer. The heat of his muscular body penetrated my cold skin. "Leave, just - leave me alone. I can't take it anymore. You broke me. Don't you get that?" whispering the last part. "I did. Please..." "Don't, your words don't mean anything. You don't mean anything." I wanted him to hurt as badly as he hurt me. "That's not true. I know you don't mean that. You want me as much as I want you." his breath lingering in my ear. "Don't flatter yourself. I hate you. I.Don't.Want.You." hissing as I turned around to face him. He pursed his lips and I knew my words cut deep. I wasn't going to be nice anymore. Kane made sure that part of me was gone. Silence filled the room. It was suffocating me just like he was and right when I was going to turn around he grabbed me slamming me to his hard chest. "Too bad, cause I want you." smashing his lips on mine he kissed me hungrily as if his life depended on it. I tried pushing him away but I couldn't or simply I just didn't want to. Did I want him after what he's done? Lifting me up he walked us to the bed laying me down slowly. Pulling away he took his shirt off then kissed me again. "I want you. There's no one else I want more than you. Let me be your first and last." I didn't know what I was thinking or if I was at that moment, but I wanted him. I couldn't deny it. "Take me. I want you to make love to me." letting the words come out making him smile. Without another word he kissed me softly. "I've been waiting for you to say that to me for a while. I will make love to you until the sun comes up baby." then took my shirt off with everything else. His body pressed against mine. "I love you Helena and I always will." as he entered me taking my virginity just like he always planned to. #47- 11/23/16 #65- 11/24

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 ...

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...

Fantasy Nightclub, is a popular erotic club for Doms and their submissive. One night of dancing and I became Jax's submissive. I am his. I want to be his, but my perverted brother is getting in the way and Jax's past has his brother on a warpath. I don't own cover photo.

[Book 1 of the Carter Brother Series *Can be read separately*] Rated R novel so please ensure you are of appropriate maturity (recommended age for reading is 18+). This is the OLD VERSION of this novel. The edited, newer version is available in my library (please go to my profile to check it out). Major edits include: storyline updating, extra scenes and better spelling/grammar. I leave this on here in case anyone prefers this version :) ******************************** Dane Carter is the youngest of the Carter brothers and at 18 he's only got a few more months until he finishes high school and inherits his family's legacy of BDSM clubs. Good thing he's already found his soul-mate then! Only he hadn't expected her to be ready for his kind of lifestyle before. However now, catching her reading a raunchy book-he's ready to claim what's his. And he won't stop until she's stripped, tied up and screaming in pleasure for him. With a jealous cheerleader adamant that Dane should be hers, Emery may be faced with the tough task of the one to fight for her mate.

Highest Rank #1 in Action "I can't tell anyone how I was kidnapped and raped. How I was used and abused. I certainly can't tell anyone how I learnt to fight so that I could protect myself." Mia Brooks wasn't your ordinary teenage girl. She is a teenage girl with no family. After being left alone on the streets of North Carolina she was finally found and taken into an Orphanage. She started to attend school and made 2 best friends, Emma and Dylan. At school she get's picked on and bullied. She wears baggy clothes and huge glasses. But that's not the real Mia Brooks. The real Mia Brooks fights. Nobody knows Mia's full story or the real reason she fights. But what happens when Mr. Bad Boy enters the picture. Does he have a secret too? Aaron Miller is the schools number one bad boy and bully to Mia. He's known for getting into fights and skipping school. Nobody knows why he does it but when he gets close to Mia will he spill the beans or not? Read to Find out !

#EDITING# Previously known as- When the bad boy noticed me. Trap called chaos. Trap called emotions. Trap called life.

It's senior year and everyone is buzzing with excitement. That is, until Maria discovers her mate; An Alpha. While most girls would be swooning over his boyish charms or power, Maria's dislike for everything remotely 'alpha male' persona allows her to see him in a different light. He's a demanding, inconsiderate, jelous prick. Too bad he's effing gorgeous. But just because Maria is too proud to give in to his antics just yet, doesn't mean they won't have the challenge of a lifetime trying to turn each other into the perfect mates. All the while drowning in the sea of sexual tension. But as you probably know, bad things happen when wolves get angry... it's a bit cliché at first, but it gets better. Try it out and see how you like it :) Just so you know; this isn't one of those stories where the heroine is extremely badass/crazy or extremely lovey dovey. Maria is a strong, independent she wolf and she doesn't need a mate to tell her that. warning: may have some sexual content Highest Ranking: Werewolf # 19 Teen Fiction # 42

Iris Smith is a shy and timid girl she knew to live her life head down and never to get attention. Asher was made the way he is because of his past, he is domineering, strict and demanding. A dominant and submissive just made for each other.  "Your completely and utterly mine" He said his voice coming out in a demanding and husky voice, "And you listen to me.. you hear me?" He said practically yelling at me as I pressed my body further into the wall nodding, my voice was to shaky to trust to even respond. "Now what did I tell you sweets when I talk to you, you respond" he said his face inching closer to my face as his lips grazed my lips slightly.

"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.