Dave Larson and Katerina (Katie) Anastasi She has always been off limits. Not only is she the sister of one of his best friend's wife, she's also younger. Ten years younger. But when her life is threatened by a stalker hellbent on claiming her as his own, Dave Larson not only insists on being in charge of protecting her, he is forced to face his true feelings for the 22 year old, Katie. One look at Dave Larson, when Katie was only ten years old, her young heart knew it. It wasn't just a simple crush she had for the handsome man. She knew it was love, love at first sight, before she even knew what that was. Twelve years later and her love for him has only gone stronger. But Dave insists they couldn't be anything more than friends, which broke her heart. With a new determination to finally move on and forget all about Dave Larson, she is now faced to deal with a crazy stalker who wants her for his own and threatens her safety and the safety of those she cares about. And the one man she is determined to forget comes to the rescue. So now, it's not just her safety that's being threatened. Once again, her heart is too. What happens when circumstances brings the two closer than ever? Will he finally give in and run to her? the one who's always been there, waiting? Or will he run away from the only thing that seems right in his life? Will Katie be able to keep her heart safe and out of the equation, once and for all? Who is this stalker? Will he succeed in claiming Katie as his own? Find out in Run to Me.

**PREVIOUSLY TITLED MINIERA** THIS BOOK IS BEING EDITED HERE AND THERE. THIS WAS COMPLETED AROUND 3 YEARS AGO. Xo **THIS IS THE FIRST BOOK IN A STAND-ALONE SERIES. YOU CAN READ ALL THESE BOOKS ALONE, BUT IT IS RECOMMENDED TO READ IN ORDER TO GET THE MOST ENJOYMENT FROM THE SERIES** Natalie Brown's life has been far from ideal or perfect. For as long as she could remember, life has revolved completely around taking care of her alcoholic and drug addicted mother. Just as Natalie finally decides to let loose and go to Italy with her best friend-her mother makes a deal with someone very dangerous. Giovanni Amaro. He is hard. Cold. Ruthless...but, also he is plagued with a past that haunts him with every breath. Now, in the present, a mafia boss that needs a wife and an heir. He got Natalie and she was not what he expected in the least and as he begins to care for her, he begins to worry. He has enemies...bad ones and they will use Natalie to get to him. But, then again, some enemies are closer to home than you think. Natalie's mother made a deal...and now Natalie will pay the price. ***************** "I am not just someone to be bought and sold off!" Natalie shouted with outrage. Giovanni chuckled darkly and took a step forward so their bodies were intimately touching. He wrapped a hand around her throat, softly, possessively. "Ever since I first laid eyes on you, you've been mine. You hear that, mi amour? Mia..." Mine' ...

Growing up in foster care her entire life, Olivia had no family or friends. She was abandoned by the dumpster when she was only an infant. Homeless and alone, Olivia turned to stripping. There she made enough money to move into a rundown motel. While working at the club, she meet a man named Gabriel Valentine. Gabriel Valentine is a hot, rich billionaire who stumbles into a strip club one night after a long conference meeting. Needing to relax and have a drink, he requests a lap dance from the shy brunette girl in the corner. The two worlds collide and Gabriel takes Olivia off the street and move her into his mansion. All is perfect until Gabriel becomes her living nightmare and she's forced to run away. Will she get away unharmed or will Gabriel find her and make her pay. Follow Olivia on this dark journey of survival of the fittest. Will she survive and live successfully or will her life come crashing down. DARK...DARK EROTIC ROMANCE with Happy Ending!!! Mature content: (18+) audience

TLS #1 Ethan Vecton Handsome , smart as hell , manly body and a playboy. He only look at beautiful and hot girls. He hates and always get cold to nerdy , stupid and ugly girl. Kimberly Medilton She's one of the Vallon's kids but she lives in Seattle with her grandparents. Her grandparents always teach her how to live ordinary before she will go to London for university. She's plain , not smart and dress up like she has no money. Her only beauty is her heart to be exact. "Never because I will cherish this moment for myself only" Kimberly said as she helped Ethan

"With a swift motion he entered me and I cried out, and for the first time using "foul language" as I can recall Mama saying. I felt him in me, and slowly move to push himself deeper in. It still hurt like hell, but after he began to move a bit more I grew accustomed to him. My once cries of pain became cries of pleasure as he thrusted into me. At some point in time, that I can't recall, my legs wrapped around his waist and my arms around his neck. I met his thrusts automatically. I felt myself tighten around him. And then I felt great pleasure flood out of me as I climax." •*•*•*•*•*• Shanti was born to be married, or more like sold to the highest bidder. All her life she has known this. At her first auction she was bought by the gorgeous and rich Andrew Knight. Andrew has made it clear to her that she is to refer to him as "Master". As her time with Andrew increases, Shanti begins to feel something she grew up with out. Love.

[This is a spin-off of The DILF but can be read as a stand-alone] [The story you are about to read is intended for readers age 18+ due to its sexual content and language. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion.] There was nothing Ophelia wanted better than to gouge Nikolai's long-lashed, consuming blue eyes out with a butter knife and mail them to the rest of the Alvonich family. Too bad they were in a very public, very esteemed place - Mikhail's wedding. "You don't think I'll press the button?" Nikolai's breath was warm and teasing in her ear. Ophelia had no idea what possessed her to take up his challenge of a vibrating thong, except that it was too late to back out now. She turned to glance at the infuriating man beside her. "Honestly, I don't care. It won't affect me." "Sweet Ophelia," he whispered, surprising her by flicking his tongue into her ear. Jumping, she glared at him, ignoring the important guests at her table, her father included. Before she could curse at Nikolai, he pressed the button, the swearwords turning to soft moans under her breath. Gripping the edge of the table, Ophelia felt the attack on her cl!t like a burn to her skin. Her father shot her a concerned look from across the table and Nikolai's voice was again in her ear. "Before the end of the night, Ophelia, we will f**k," he promised, releasing his finger from the remote control. "Only this time, it will be my name you scream."

*This is a FREE book with PAID exclusive chapters* [The Dad I'd Like to F*ck] "You should be careful," Devin said calmly, bending over to scoop Rory into his arms. "This bathtub can get incredibly slippery." "So I noticed," she said dryly. Mortified, she noticed how erect her nipples were. They stabbed the air like tiny knives of arousal and she was positive that Devin had noticed. "I think I can walk now," she said quickly. To her relief, he set her on the ground and reached for her towel. "This is the second time I'm rescuing you," he said, in that quiet way Rory was beginning to recognise as his annoyed tone. "Let's not make it a habit." Rory tightened the towel around herself, wincing from the motion. "I slipped in the tub. Hardly a rescue." A dirty look crossed his face. "I haven't had sex in two years, Rory. Consider yourself rescued..." He turned to leave "...from me." She was speechless. For starters, this had been the longest conversation she'd ever had with Devin Shaw and, secondly, she was positive that he wasn't as crazy as he let everyone believe he was...

[Edited] "You had to be extremely low on cash to wank into a cup for it," Dani sneered, feeling like a vindictive bully in a playground. But Carlo deserved it. She felt the first sharp stab of fear that went through her heart when Carlo looked at her with thunder in his eyes. "What are you going to do now? Kill me?" she continued. Fingering the 9mm in her back pocket, she remembered that she'd never even shot the damn thing, despite her brothers' pleas to teach her. Carlo's shadow blanketed her. "Kill you?" His brow furrowed. "Do you really think that lowly of me, cara? I'm wounded." "Then what the hell do you want?" His face flashed with a look she barely recognised - pure arousal. Even when he reached out and pulled her to him, she could feel it. "I realised that the mother of my child is more of a spitfire than I thought." His lips brushed her earlobe. "Call me a pyromaniac." *cover by @bullethood*

[Edited Version] “You ever think about letting your hair loose?” Ashton asked, his breath kissing Amor’s neck as they waltzed. “My hair’s fine,” Amor snapped in annoyance. Ashton chuckled. “That’s not what I meant.” His hands slowly hiked up the hem of her dress and her breath caught. “What are you doing?” She uneasily glanced around at the dancing couples. “Giving a new meaning to dirty dancing,” he replied quietly. And he entered her. [Cover by @zarawhite]