[COMPLETED] After one drunken Friday night, Vesper wakes up and finds herself on a bed, in a room, in an apartment that she neither owns nor recognizes. She discovers that the man who owns the place is the same man who she threw a dollar at, insulted, and slapped because she thought he was a pervert hobo who hovers around bars to make a pass at drunken girls. It turns out that "Pervert-Hobo Guy" owns three apartments, a Porsche, seven hit songs, three Grammy awards, and a broken heart paired with a damaged soul. And don't forget to add these things--a raging libido, a skilled mouth, dexterous fingers, and a certain something that may or may not have caused Vesper's eyes to go wide. ~*~*~*~*~ "Your m-mother... is... outside," Vesper mumbled breathlessly. His familiar scent wafted through her nostrils--something woodsy, something citrusy--something that screamed sex on legs. His intoxicating scent befuddled her mind and she cursed herself for being so weak. Her eyes widened at the feel of his something that's definitely not his belt buckle pressing against the small of her stomach. He wickedly grinned. "That's the point. She's outside so she can't see us." He nipped at Vesper's jaw and suckled on that sensitive spot on her neck. He moved towards her lips again and tasted her mouth from corner to corner. "Sweet. So, so, sweet," he said in between kisses. Vesper was horrified at the fact that her body was betraying her. She's a person with a very strong personality, but one touch of Andray's soft lips and she's pliant. Feeling herself losing control, she responded to his kisses with equal fervor, mouth still closed. She gasped in surprise when she felt his hands move to the middle of her legs and cupped her there. His tongue took the opportunity and delved into her mouth, his tongue dancing with hers. ~*~*~*~*~ This story is intended for mature audiences only. It contains strong language and explicit scenes. Read at your own discretion. You have been warned.

Ellie Coleman: Aspiring psychologist, introverted, reserved, safe.....and a submissive? No... Of course not. She couldn't be, or could she? Ellie believes the world to be black and white, day and night. Simple. Boring. That is until she literally runs into Leo Calavry: Club Caged owner, dominant, and the eventual owner of her heart, body and soul. But she'd never believe that....would she?

She looked up, tears drenching her dark eyelashes. She sees him in the obsidian shadows of the room. A scream is stuck in her throat, unable to erupt from her mouth. She tries to turn and run, but as she moves her feet and takes a step, muscly arms encircle her waist. She feels her body lift above the ground, and seconds later her back slams against the wall. His fingers dig into her wrists, making her feel a stinging pain shoot up her arms. Her eyes are shut tight. 'Open your eyes'. She keeps them shut. 'Open your eyes, angel'. Her head is twisted to side, wanting to melt into the wall. His broad chest pressed up against every inch of her skin. He slams her against the wall again, making her yelp in pain, 'I SAID OPEN YOUR EYES!' She opens them slowly and looks at his face. She can see his eyes, black pools of emotion. Obsession. Lust. Possessiveness. Desire. Love. Dominance. Angelica Ziva Kareem. A beautiful, young woman, who aspires to complete her degree in Medicine. Her dream? To travel the world, to be free and to help those in need. Gabriel Dominic Rodrigo. Handsome, dark, possessive. Rich and hard working to the world above. Monster to the underworld. His life? What he wants, he gets. And he has his eyes set on little Angelica.

COMPLETED! (Highest rank #16 in Romance on: 8/28/17) **this book is not apart of the "I Am Not A Prostitute series" ** MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY!! -Strong adult theme -Mature situation -Sexual content -Violence ~Don't report me because I warned you :) ~ The difference between a murderer and a killer is the prey. --------------------------------------------------------------- What happens when you are kidnapped from the life you know? Grey was born a lethal weapon, an assassin. When she pisses off the Russian Mobster, she becomes involved in a whole other world. A world of drugs, sex, and attractive men with tattoos. If two predators fall for each other, who will be their prey? Read to find out! COMPLETED (:

He began walking over to me. This is it. I'm dead. I saw his shoes come into my view as I was looking down, hair covering my face. "Look at me." He growled out. I started to cry, too afraid to look. He grasped my chin and lifted my face to meet his. I mentally gasped. It's the guy from last night. His eyes held surprise too, before anger erupted in them. I cowered back in fear of what he might do. "Who did this to your face?" He growled. I started to cry again and shake. "Him." I whispered and gave a small nod toward the guy who hit me.

Mizery Butini, the daughter of the stunning yet deadly Mirimosa Harper and the notoriously insane Cole Butini is all grown up. Although beautiful, Mizery has a personality of a viper and strikes before you realized you've walked upon her. However, Mizery suffers from her father's condition and it's an everyday battle to feel comfortable in her own skin. Mostly overlooked by the family, Mizery finds it easy to go missing unnoticed. Setting out on her own mission to uncover the truth behind her Grandparents murder, she believes that Aiden Marietta knows something he's not telling. Determined to get the truth from him one way or another, Mizery finds herself up against some very difficult decisions..... End Aiden or give into the thing she hates the most...love. Aiden Marietta, Las Vegas's playboy, most eligible bacholer and deadly as they come is about to be uprooted from his happy go lucky lifestyle. Son of Severo Marietta, mafia king of Vegas, Aiden has the world laid at his feet. The wildest party boy, women aplenty and a knack for humor he is unprepared for the storm called Mizery that is about to blow her way into his life. They've know each other since childhood as his father is one of the Harper's biggest alliances yet they mix as good as water and oil. However, both are grown now and Mizery is out for blood. Can Aiden survive Mizery or can he tame the voices in her head? And even if he can there lies a much bigger problem ahead... the forbidden joining of the Harper and Marietta families. Join these two souls on a journey of deceit, hilarious moment's and maybe forbidden love.

This is the sequal to Double Standards. If you haven't read it yet please do before you read this! "I'm telling you now that your cherry belongs to me, but I'm also telling you that one day you'll love me like I love you, but I won't give a damn". That was Cole's famous last words to me. How true they was. "I don't get in a car with a stranger" I'm hardly a stranger cupcake". "You chased me through the woods" "I had to because you ran and you took something of mine" A tale of love, betrayal, murder, and a king in the making. Meet London and Laney Harper's children.

I didn't ask to be born into this world, none of us did but we make the best of it. I'm a twenty-five year old single man. Why you may ask? Because I've seen what love can do to a person. It can destroy them. My parent's are amazing but I can still remember the time's my father threatened to kill my mother, left us due to his mental illness. Besides who needs one main women when I can have a different one under me every night, money to blow and fast cars. I'm just enjoying my time until I take my Papes place at the throne. Most nights are spent living it up with my cousins who are my only friends. However there is the one girl that has caught my eye and I don't know why. I first spotted her at a random coffee house I stepped into. Usually I'm very talkative especially when I'm trying to snag a chic but I couldn't utter a word to her. I barely managed to place my order. Now, I find myself going out of my way to stop by that coffee shop everyday. It doesn't matter that it's out of my way. The only thing that matters is that I see her. I knew I could take her if I really wanted to but I can't make myself to do it. She sees me enter and shoots me that amazing smile and prepares my order without even asking what I want, she knows. She'll offer a greeting but all I can do is nod my head. She makes me lose my word's. Deep in my mind I wonder if she could be the one that could change my mind on love and that scares me. For now I'm satisfied at seeing her for the few minutes it takes to get my coffee. Besides I'm a killer, a future mob king and she's this delicate flower that wouldn't understand my world. It's best to cut my loses and move on. If only I knew her name..

A Double Standard's Series. Dark Romsnce. Secrets. My life is nothing but secrets. Secrets that I've have kept so close that they have embedded into my soul, woven into the tapestry of my skin. Secrets that I pray no one finds out. I'll never tell the truth to the new people my path may cross. I'll always hide my biggest secret from the people I left behind.... The Harper's, my ex husband Demarco. Moving on has been a feat but a must. If Demarco only knew, what would it change? If the Harper's ever found me out would I be next on their list. No, I must forever hide these secrets with my life. They mustn't know. After a hard divorce from her husband Demarco Harper, Samantha makes a fresh start. However that start wasn't so fresh. It's a struggle to hide that she was once married to a ruthless Italian Mafia king. It's a even bigger struggle trying to keep two very big secrets from her ex husband and his family. If her secrets are ever revealed the hand of the man she vowed to love forever may be the one to kill her. No matter what though she will always love Demarco but staying away is what's best for him and his new wife. With love in her heart and pain in her body Sam made the ultimate sacrifice.... Set Demarco free and let him find his own happiness and love for his new wife. Join Sam on her journey of overcoming heartache, becoming a fierce business woman, finding true love and hiding her most deceitful secrets all in the name of love. A queen in her own kingdom.

He stared down at me with those cold dark eye's. Backing me up against the wall with his hand pressed against my throat he growled out. "Do you know the ways I could kill you? The things I could do to you babydoll? I'll ask you again, what did you see in my black bag?" Through tears, I stammered out. "N-nnothing. I saw nothing" Giving me that malicious smile of his, he spoke in that deep Italian accented voice "Good answer Laney, good answer". Finally letting me go, I placed my hand to my throat where his hand had burned into my skin, and watched him leave me standing there. Little did I know that when I robbed him as a prank it would change my life forever. LIttle did I know he harbored dark secrets and was the rising Italian mafia boss. Little did I know he would become so important to me. Little did I know that London Harper would own me heart, body, and soul. What the hell was I thinking. I came to this small southern town strictly for business, yet managed to get robbed by some college girl. If it had been anyone eles, they would be dead before the sun set, but I can't bring myself to harm her. She has become my obsession. I eat, breath, sleep Laney Valor. Wanting so bad to whisk her back to New York with me,to live the normal life for once, but how can I corrupt the soul of this innocent beautiful girl. She knows nothing of my darkness, nothing of the mafia lifestyle. Torn between what's right and what's wrong, I leave her behind, but this wicked women seems to keep popping up in my life in the most unexpected ways. Laney simply won't disappear. Let the corruption begin..... 🚫 Warning: This is a dark romance. Intended for mature reader's.