The Marquess and The Rose The Marquess... Dominic McAllister, The Marquess of Grisham is a tall, dark and handsome bachelor. He is a hedonistic rake in his own right and he prefers to stay that way. The Rose... Emilia Westham the tons petite wallflower, a meek, young beauty that has not yet blossomed. When Dominic finds Emilia injured on his boat, he nurses her back to health and events take place that go beyond his control. It awakens a passionate encounter that shakes them both to their core. His tender caresses and stolen kisses turn the petite wallflower into a sensual, beautiful rose that blossoms under his touch. One he plucks and keeps for himself. **** WARNING: THIS STORY IS OF MATURE NATURE THAT CONTAINS FOUL LANGUAGE, STRONG SEXUAL CONTENT AND IS FOR ADULT READERS... **** EXTREME GRAMMATICAL ERRORS INCLUDED BE WARNED

Joanne's life was moving on smoothly despite the struggles she was going through with her family. As if leaving pay cheque to pay cheque wasn't stressing enough her life changed the moment she met the Hunters. Thrown in to an arranged marriage Joanne struggled to keep heart from falling for her devastatingly handsome husband to be. Kenneth was at the peak of his career, he had his own billion dollar company and hot pop star girlfriend but all that changed when his parents returned from Africa bringing him back a bride instead of a beautiful craft piece for his living room.

"Sir here is your card. I'll head to my room. Good night sir, Ms. Collins Have a wonderful night" He smiled at her and Jane replied to him with a beautiful smile. The smile I've been dying to see. Suddenly the smile faded when she saw me staring at her. "Where's my key? I need to rest" She asked John before he left and that question brought a goofy smile on my face. "Sorry Ms. Collins, but Mr. Greenwood said you both will be sharing the penthouse" The shock on her face made me want to laugh out loud but her gaze was. If only her gaze could kill. I'll be 6fts down by now. "What!" She yelled. "Came down Jane. It's not as if we're going to share a bed" I replied nonchalantly. But that won't be a bad idea. "You're unbelievable. You perv. Can't I have my space? Gosh!" She said angrily. John noticed the tension between us and decided to walk away. He was about to leave but Jane stopped him again. "John why don't you share a suite with Mr. Greenwood and I'll take your room," She said smiling like she just solved a puzzle. John turned to look at me and I gave him the ' say yes and I'm gonna kill you' look. "Ms. Collins, don't worry you're going to be fine. Bye!" John said and rushed to his room. Good choice my friend, good choice. I turn to face Jane with a smile of satisfaction. "Ms. Collins, I guess you're stuck with me," I said making her clench her teeth. "Am I allowed to sleep in the hotel's washroom? Trust me the last thing I wanna do is to share a space with you" She said and walked towards our suite. We got inside and our luggage was brought up almost immediately. Jane took her luggage and entered her room without saying goodnight. "Goodnight to you too. Don't forget we have a meeting at 8 am," I said out loud for her to hear and she shut her door with force making a loud bang.

"A King is not complete without his Queen." This is a story. A story that is far too unreal for anyone believe. A story that everyone should believe in. A story about love and death. A story so powerful that even the greatest and scariest leaders will kneel for it. A story about a woman and a man. A story of how a tiny mere human girl who made the werewolf King kneel in front of her because she shed a tear. This is not the fairytale that you thought you knew COMPLETED

'She was a thief. She was a liar. She was his prisoner. And he'd just broken every rule in the book and kissed her.' Laird Anndrais McWilliam knows his father was murdered. He might not have been struck with a sword or pushed down stairs, but the woman who stole money from their clan killed him as surely as she'd stabbed a knife through his heart. And McWilliam has vowed he'll to do anything to bring her to justice, even if it means breaking the law...and his own heart. After Miss Rosa Blair receives a letter threatening her cousin's life if Rosa doesn't confess to a crime she didn't commit, she doesn't hesitate to turn herself over to the authorities. That is, until one bull-headed Scotsman the size of a bear kidnaps her in the name of justice. McWilliam is insufferable, refusing to listen to her pleas of innocence. Nothing she says will convince him her cousin is in mortal danger. Rosa knows McWilliam is standing between her and freedom. McWilliam knows Rosa is a thief and a liar. At every turn they clash, so why do they keep finding themselves locked in each other's arms? _________________ 'I rarely find books on wattpad that COMPEL me to comment and I stayed up all night to read this. It was so good. From the first moment spider-crawling up a drainpipe to throwing herself off a horse... these two made my stomach flutter.' --Review by a-bit-peaky 'Just finished reading The Highlanders Thief. It was wonderful! One of the best stories that I've read on wattpad. Keep up the good work!' --Review by admiralqueenie ________________ Cover design by Melody Simmons

"Y-you," she stuttered, staring at the handsome man sitting on the sleek black throne, "you're..." He rolled his eyes, waving his hand impatiently and said, "Hades. Come on, say it with me. Ha-des." "Hades," Ariel breathed out, still not believing the sight before her. Every picture she had seen of the gods had not depicted Hades' beauty. The god sitting before her was not a crusty old man with a white beard; no, he was a Calvin Klein model. "Yes," Hades clasped his hands together and grimaced, "the God of Death and riches; that's me." Ariel nodded, still refusing to believe but knowing she had to and Hades' grimace turned even bitter, "And you, darling, will be staying with me for quite some time." ~*~ Cover: _nymphomaniac Published: 8/6/14

NOW PUBLISHED ON AMAZON - https://www.amazon.co.uk/Alaska-Werewolf-Novel-Lotte-Holder-ebook/dp/B09ZD2DFSD A WATTPAD FEATURED STORY Alaska Morgan is a rogue. Having fled from her pack at the age of twelve, she has lived a life of peace and isolation from the packs since. But when her group of Rogues is attacked by a pack under the order of the dying Alpha King, and Alaska reveals her true identity, she has no choice but to compete in the Alpha Trials. Against one hundred other alphas, Alaska must compete to become the next Alpha Queen against her will. Losing will mean death. Winning will mean a life she doesn't want. Amongst the chaos, a complex and dark love flourishes. If only it wasn't with the one person Alaska had sworn never to forgive... DISCLAIMER: This book is a sample, the last couple of chapters have been removed. To read the full edited version please click the link above :) I hope you give it a try :) [This is not your normal werewolf story. Shifting females are rare. Werewolves can choose their mates] [Cover design by Lotte Holder] [#1 in Top of the Genre - werewolf and vampire / featured story / featured on @werewolf's 'Rogues' reading list]

Melissa and Adrian have been best friends since they can remember. They are always together. Nothing can change that. That is until they find out that both of them are virgins. Soon Adrian recommends that they should hook up once and get it over with. So they are no longer the virgins in their friend's group. They soon hook up and they just can't stop and they soon make themselves friends with benefits. Trying to make sure their friends never find out. And also trying to make sure neither of them grows feelings.

I look down at the frail frame of the girl. I unlatched her cage and nudged her with my foot. It seems cruel, but the other trainers would have done much worse to see her ignoring their commands to rise. "Wake up, you're being moved," I say to her, crouching down and shaking her. She lies unmoving and a heaviness settles in my chest. I move her hair from her face and press my fingers to her neck, trying to find a pulse. I purse my lips, feeling the faint beating of her weak heart. I look at the girl, watching her struggle to push air in and out of her lungs. I can tell she is sick. Do I put her in the truck with the others, or take her to the doctor? The truth is, nothing good awaits her in the truck. The only question is if it is crueler to go put her with the others, unconscious and barely holding on, or to take her to the doctor. I feel sick just thinking about it. She either dies here, or will wish she would have. I can't turn a blind eye to her though, I can't stand and watch as the life leaves her. Perhaps she will be thankful for me saving her life. ---- Hazel. She's a pretty little thing, far too precious and fragile for the life she was born into. Having lived most of her life in a training facility, she knows little of the beauty of the world or the people in it. A punishment gone bad, forever mares her, leaving her crippled, undesirable. Axel. He's an average man with an abnormal size. Being a Trainer, he is expected to be cold and cruel, someone he is not. It pays him money though, so perhaps living up to that expectation isn't that bad? When confronted with a choice he finally has to choose who he wants to be. Will he live up to others expectations? Or will he choose what may not be easiest, but what is right?

Kharisma's just an abused , neglected little girl who wants to be loved . Her mama abandoned her , leaving her to feen for herself . What happens when she has no other choice but to turn to Dave East , the local drug dealer . This is a series ( 3 books in one )