(Currently Being Edited) In a world run by the primal creatures of the dark; tiny, beautiful, human Josephine Bluebell Elliots has remained in hiding her entire life. But nothing can keep a male from his mate, especially not the Regal Alpha of the Highlands. But can such a weak little human survive the rugged and cutthroat world of the Legends? ----- Completed (Revising) Book One of the Night's Mate Series April 16, 2017- December 23, 2018 WORD COUNT: 67,524 All Right's Reserved Mature Content

I thought I was going to lose my virginity to my wonderful boyfriend... instead he sacrificed me to a demon. Now I'm a lost, terrified soul in Hell, where each of the Seven Deadly Sins is ruled by a powerful sovereign. I'm in Acedia, the land ruled by Sloth. It's cloudy, sad, and home to a very charismatic demon named Valefar. But he's not just any demon, he's the King! [ I WROTE THIS A FEW YEARS AGO... COMPLETELY UNEDITED. I TRIED TO BE SERIOUS, BUT IT DIDN'T TURN OUT THAT WAY #TEAMRUTHIE... ENJOY! ]

• BOOK 1 OF 2 • hell /hel/ noun a place regarded in various religions as a spiritual realm of evil and suffering, often traditionally depicted as a place of perpetual fire beneath the earth where the wicked are punished after death. • "Do you know where you are" he asks me smirking, I look down but he grabs my chin and forces my head back up. "Answer me" he says but this time his voice is dark and cold. "No" I say very quietly. "you're in hell darling" he says smirking x.X.x •bad boy •possessive •soft spot for her •supernatural •powers/magic •tragic love story *COMPLETED* 🔞*contains mature content*🔞 1/2

"What do you want?" Silas asked in a low voice. His blue eyes raked over my frame causing me to lose my breath momentarily. "You," I breathed, my eyes darting between the two men in front of me. "I want both of you." Aries smirked, a smug look on his face. "And who are we to stop you?" ⋙ Twenty three year old Natalia Maruo moves into a new apartment unaware that her two roommates are incubi fresh out of hell.

"You know, for a Stark, you're not as annoying as I imagined." "You've imagined things about me, Barnes?" "Oh, I've imagined a whole lot of things about you, Stark." best rankings no.1 in #captainamerica no.1 in #stark no.1 in #buckybarnes no.1 in #sebastianstan no.6 in #tonystark

You are the memory the haunts Bucky, the things he did to you under hydras control. His memories of you come back hard and now he can't get you or the vile things he did you out of his head. The Winter Soldier is the only going thing that happened to you in the ten years Hydra held you against your will. Rate: R. This story will have abuse, rape, torture.

| 18+ | Damian looked so different with his shirt off and a crop in his hand. He felt more real: no longer wearing the mask of the good doctor, he was the Exorcist, the master over my wildest fears, the stones on the shore over which my ocean of madness could crash without fear. He trailed the crop over my throat, down my chest. "Your demons have not been playing nicely," he said, a warning in his tone. Goosebumps prickled up my arms as the smooth leather teased over my navel. "No, sir. They haven't. They don't much like you." He grinned, and it was such a wicked sight that my stomach clenched up with desire. I desperately wanted to feel those teeth, the softness of those lips. Patience was nearly impossible. "I must admit I don't much like them either," he growled. "Turn around. Hands on the wall. Spread your legs." I obeyed, my breath catching in my throat. I felt him lean close, his breath hot on my neck as he left kisses along my hairline. "But they don't own your body, do they, darling? Who owns this body?" "I do, sir." My breathing shuddered. The crop tapped between my thighs. "That's right. And who have you chosen to give your body to?" "To you, sir." × × × 18 year old Samara Garfield is on the run - from her past, from her desires, from the wicked voices in her head. Everything seems to be catching up with her when she meets Damian Hearst, a doctor with perverted desires of his own. With a legion of demonic beings eager to overtake her, the good doctor may indeed be the only one who can save her. But as their dark pasts become ever more entangled and hope for salvation begins to fade, can love grow in the face of death? × Highest Rankings × #1 in Steampunk #1 in Kinky #40 in Horror

Sienna is free. Or at least, she thought she was. But now with a new, yet familiar voice in her head and ghosts of her past rising, the freedom she believed she had is slipping. She'll have to rely on her men to remember that she's not a Soldier. But the fear of losing her again plagues them. They've changed in the past year and no relationship is perfect. So, will Sienna and her men be able to hold onto the happiness they finally found? Or will the death she used to desire finally claim her? This is the sequel to Sienna. I'd highly recommend reading the first book first or you'll be confused. Triggers: Homophobia Yelling and cursing Abuse Suicide Stay safe and I'll try to warn you🖤

She watches them behind the trees her panties soaked with her desire. *First chapter is private.* MxM MxFxM

Sienna's tired of life. She's tired of being forced to kill and tired of making enemies everywhere. She thought when she got kidnapped that it'd be the end. But, instead she was tortured. Now that her torturer is done with her, what'll happen. Will she finally be free of life or will she learn to be happy? This is a reverse harem story. Four guys and one girl. Stuff happens between the guys. There'll be smut but not a lot and not in the first couple of chapters. I'm editing now🖤