Born a slave, made an heiress, Annabelle must battle a society unwilling to accept her and a love that threatens to ruin her in order to keep her freedom. ***** Born a slave, Annabelle soon finds that fate has other plans when she's purchased by a man named Elijah Finley, who not only rescues her from an abusive master, but also gives her her freedom. However, her new life comes at the cost of another: Elijah has made Annabelle the heiress to his estate, in spite of having a son. So Henry Finley, unwilling to accept his father's will, is determined to regain his rightful fortune at any cost -- even if that means seducing his father's former slave... Content and/or Trigger Warning: This story contains some racist and sexist language that reflects the historical time period when it's set. [[word count: 80,000-90,000 words]]

Amara lives in a world where things have changed drastically. Instead of living in a simple time where everyone was treated the same and equal, she lived where people were divided. Not by their race or beliefs, but by the color of their eyes. Browns being at the bottom of the food chain while Green and Blues were above them and Grays were the highest. With there only being three lands, Amara comes from Alun, the smallest. Where because she was pretty, she was allowed to enter the academy to be trained to serve the upper castes. Her whole life she had been taught what to expect and how to take care of them. What she hadn't expected was to be purchased by a Gray and for him to want more than just her servitude or to be moved to Ulna. Dorian Slade was a Gray, but not just any Gray. His family was the highest ranking in Ulna. Making him the highest of the caste in the world. His family believed that everyone should be treated equal. So, when he saw Amara on the Academy's website, he knew he wanted her for far more than service or companionship. ~~~ Dorian kissed her shoulder as his fingers worked her core. She was dripping for him and it was taking all of his will power not to slam balls deep inside of her. He knew it was her first time and though it would hurt her, he didn't want to put her in any unnecessary pain. Lining himself up, he slowly began to push into her and he heard her gasp. Removing his mouth from her shoulder, he molded his lips to hers and pushed in to the hilt as she squeaked out in pain. Leaning up, he saw a tear run down her face. He kissed it way. "I'm going to be gentle this time and the next time." He told her kissing her lips again. "But after that I'm going to fuck you like I own every inch of you." He growled out. Amara gasped at his words and the promise in his eyes and had to admit she was definitely looking forward to it.

[Full novel available on Amazon and Kindle Unlimited] Colbie Morris was your average twenty-seven-year-old. She's a high school history teacher, and it's her first year teaching at a new school. She enjoys her job, it was like any other. With a small exception. Dallis Banks was your typical eighteen-year-old senior. He's smart but seldom paid attention in class. He was going to inherit his father's portion of a multimillion-dollar company so he didn't see a need for school. There was, however, one class he paid attention to, and that was his history class, though his attention was paid more to his teacher, Miss Morris. ~~~ Colbie couldn't believe what was happening. Someone was controlling her body. That had to be it. There was no other explanation for why she was currently sitting on her kitchen counter, legs parted as her eighteen-year-old student played with her clit. His lips were latched onto her neck as he sucked it hard. She knew he was going to leave a bruise, that he was marking her as his. For some reason, that had her inner slut, GiGi, excited. She heard the distinct sound of a zipper and knew that he was more than likely freeing himself from his pants. Colbie knew she should have snapped out of it, and put a stop to this. Should have put a stop to it weeks ago, but again her damn body was working against her. As he thrummed her clit, she felt the head of his dick at her entrance. Lifting his head from her neck, Dallis locked his green eyes onto her brown ones. "Next time you decide to go out with another man remember this." Dallis stated, snapping his hips and burying himself to the hilt, causing her to cry out in pleasure."He can't fuck you like I'm about to."