*You do not have to read the first two books in order to understand this one* I believe true love happens only once in your life. And I'm talking about that kind of love when you love with your whole soul and with every single piece of you. You love deeply, with everything you have and everything you are. I also think that heartbreak can be caused by the person you never thought would hurt you. By the person who promised wouldn't hurt you and you believed them. But that was my mistake - for being stupid enough to believe him and trust him with my heart when deep down inside of me, I knew he was going to leave someday and take everything with him - my heart, my soul, all my pieces and my whole life. Because with every breath I take, I still do it with a memory of him. I knew he was going to go and that I wasn't going to be it for him. I just hoped it wouldn't be so soon. My name is Brooke Campbell. And I am going to tell you a story about my life. This is not a story about love. This is a story about heartbreak.

ʻʻWhat's forbidden is always the sweetest.ʼʼ This is a story where you're going to hate him. You might even hate her. The two people who are doing something very wrong in other people's eyes, but to them it's the most right thing they've ever done. He consumes her whole. He's a bastard and she hates him at times. But there's a thin line between hate and love. And she can't help herself but fall in love with him. Even if her love should never happen, even if she loves the man she should never have. He's not the man for her, she's not the woman for him. Yet they still let themselves get sucked into the depth of forbidden pleasures.

"We have a 911!" One of the ambulance guys yelled. "What happened?" I ask walking out to the front sliding my gloves on. "I don't know we got a call saying that some guy had been shot he was sitting in his car when some guys came up and opened fire." He replied. "Alright follow me," I say walking back into the hospital. I was just about to go home to my six-year-old daughter Alexis who was staying at my mom's house with my Lil sister Anita I was supposed to be home hours ago but some things had come up so I kind of had to stay behind. "Okay on the count of three." "1...2...3..." I yelled as we laid him up on the table. "Now that we have that out the way let's find out who this person is," I say removing the mask from his face. Tears started to escape my eyes as I looked down at the guy laying in front of me. Never in a million years did I think I would see this guy again my first love my first everything. I remember when I first met this man.

#Romance # || I am the original creator of this book. This book is copyrighted and owned by me and the Inkitt company. Any plagiarism occuring will be handled by them. Thank you || |Full version on Dreame| I fell for a ruthless man ... And he claimed me as his . I am to be his wife ..I don't know if i can change him . He is cruel, heartless ....yet i feel safe with him . Will i say yes to him after all he did to me ? Does this ruthless man deserve a chance ? Ava is a timid women while Roman is a cruel man . After he has claim her his ....will she let him in ? Will this marriage bring them closer ? THIS BOOK IS SQUEAL to ALL MINE I suggest you read All Mine before this book . #Dark-Romance #18+ #Bad language used #Completed book on OWO novel [App store}

"I'm going to make you come harder and faster. I own you, you are mine to control. Every time you look in the mirror, I will be your Reflection." Cassandra has made a new life for herself. Away from her family and their business. She's been content but not fully satisfied. She has the job and the apartment but not the body and confidence. Though when she hires a personal trainer, he makes her realizes that she doesn't want the "perfect physique", she just wants happiness. However, when someone wants to take all away from her, the only person she can count on is her personal trainer. How far will she go to rise to her full potential? Read to find out! WARNING: This isn't a cliche or a sappy, mushing kind of book. Nor a BDSM book, despite the interjection. And nothing is what it seems.

He cornered me against the wall with both of his hands on either side of my head. I could smell his mint breath against my lips. we were so close to each other that a single move from me would result in our lips smashing against each other. "The next time I see you getting cozy with another guy, I'll kill that guy and make your life a living hell, AvaGrace," Sebatian whispered dangerously low in my ear making me quiver with fear. "DO.I.MAKE.MYSELF.CLEAR?" He said, gritting his teeth together. I didn't want to nod, but I nodded. I didn't want to fear him, but I feared him. I didn't want to succumb but I succumbed. * Sebastian Salvestro is an Italian billionaire. He's got everything a man could ask for, good looks, a greek god body, unlimited bank balance and a different woman in his bed each night. But he is harsh, cold and absolutely ruthless. To top it all, he has a dark past and does not believe in love. On the other hand, enter AvaGrace Wilson, his shy, clumsy and innocent with a capital I secretary. Sebastian wants her. No, he doesn't love her. He wants to claim her. Will it be possible? Read to find out. Amazing cover made by: Waverly Ace

A bad boy for an alpha with a curvy mate, hiding right under his nose. Colton Anders,17 the school's Bad Boy and soon to be Alpha. Amy Witners,17 the school's fashion club's leader and late bloomer hasn't shifted yet. sneak peak. "Fuck." she moaned as my lips slid across her neck, while inhaling her scent. "Don't you ever fucking tease me again." I growled as I slip my hand behind her neck, grabbing at the nape . "Possessive are we." she whispered as my lips slowly crept up to assault her's. "AMY! AMY!." "It's Dean" she said pulling away. "Shit, he could watch!" I said as my hands slowly slide down to her hips getting a hand full. "No, he can't, look this was a mistake. I got to go." she said slipping out my grasp. "FUCK! EVERY FUCKING TIME!" I yelled between gasp slamming my knuckles against the door.

I was inspired by my friend to write a story that was more for my personal enjoyment. This is a fanfiction, not of celebrities but of real people in my life. The story is set in Cambridge, England, where Erica Liberadzki attends University with her best friends Maria, Courtney, and Brandon. Will this change in her life lead to another change? Maybe a... Romantic change? Find out how Erica meets the guy of her dreams.... Or maybe her nightmares. ⚠️Warning: Mature Content⚠️

•coffee; check. •resume; check. •pencil skirt and new blouse; check, check. •idea of what was going on; not checked off. ~~~ "You're mine." He whispered, leaning in closer. I tilted my head away, closing my eyes tightly. Could he smell my arousal? I sure could. "From that beautiful hair to those heeled covered feet. It's all mine." I whimpered and bit my lip, looking him straight in the eye. "Then take what's yours." I was tired of waiting; tired of holding back. If he wanted me, then he could have me. Even if I had to indulge in his rough BDSM ways.

"You're mine, only mine. You get that? You are not to step a foot out of this door, or god help me, you will be punished." "Like you haven't punished me enough already. But sure, go right ahead. I'd like to see you try, Mister." "Don't tempt me, Mate. It'll be a punishment for you, but it'll be fun for me," he said with the most evil grin I've ever seen. I gave him a strong look saying- 'You don't have guts to do that' "Are you sure you want to take your chances?" he said huskily, seeing my skeptical look. He grabbed my waist, gently. But he wasn't gentle for long. He roughly pinned me to the opposite wall. My breath was knocked out. A throb between my shoulder blades reminded me of his speed. My hands flew up automatically, coming infront of my face, in defence position. He buried his head between my right shoulder and neck and caressed my left hip with his other hand. I tried to fight him, pushing at his chest, kicking his leg, but nothing worked. He didn't even feel it. Of course, why would he? He is a werewolf - they are trained to feel nothing. And all of a sudden, he did the last thing imaginable. Well, for me. His lips collided with mine and I was stunned, but I couldn't help but move my lips. For someone who looked so rough, his lips were so soft. Our lips moved in perfect synchronisation, like a harmony. The kiss turned to a rough hungry one, one that brought me to my senses. Why was this turning me on? I pushed him away, but he didn't stop, maybe he couldn't. So I slapped him. Hard. He kissed me. The fucking son-of-a-bitch kissed me. ----------------------- Layla Allen, 25 years old. Human. Stark Vaseliev-volkov, 28 year old. Werewolf. Welcome to the unnerving love story of Layla and Stark. Romance will have a different meaning for them. Will stark change for her or she will have to change for him? Has mature sexual content. Though its a lovestory. Highest rank: 133 in Courage Cover by- @ScarlettGold