Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.

General Richard Pelton has lost his wife to illness a little over two years ago and ever since then, he's been looking for a nanny to help take care of his kids. But every new nanny he brings in manages to get chased out by his children. Will they warm up to Annabel? Their new nanny? Or will she too not be able to handle the stress of living in a mansion with five children of different ages while having to do house chores and growing feelings for her boss, Mr.Pelton? Will he be able to keep things professional with his childrens nanny and set his feelings aside or will he act upon his desires? This book is set in an olden era, I'm thinking the 1950's. It's set in England, but I'm going to use the dollar currency and yes, they all have accents. So, mama and papa are pronounced ma𝑚𝑎 and pa𝑝𝑎, you get me? Enjoy your reading and please don't forget to comment and vote! Started writing: June 13, 2020 Finished writing: July 25, 2022 Started Editing: editing while writing First Published: 24/07/2022 Finished Publishing: 10/10/2022 Rankings, previous and present: #1 in oldtimes #1 in kids #1 in children #2 in mansion #3 in nanny

When Lahar's best friend decides to host his bachelor party at a brothel, Lahar has no choice but to go. He's just unwillingly locked in a room with a prostitute for four hours, that's all.

දඟ වැඩ කෝටියයි

The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake