Injured, terrified, and on the run, Kisa never expected salvation to come wrapped in tattoos, scars, and steel. When she crashes-bloody and unconscious-into the garage of Slater Wylde, a brooding mechanic with a body built for sin, she wakes to more than just safety. She wakes to obsession... Slater is rough. Dangerous. Addictive. Precisely the kind of trouble she should run from, but his touch feels like protection and devotion. With Kisa's past still haunting her, she decides to lie low and enjoy a little bit of pleasure from the hands of a Wylde. There's only one problem: Slater has no intention of letting her go. Sometimes, the deadliest remedy comes with oil-stained hands and a possessive streak that burns through the soul.

Dark. A person who sees the world as a bad place, who sees nothing good anywhere they turn, who thinks that there is no hope of anything, until they come across an unlikely world; light. Serenity was a confused girl, not knowing who she was or what her identity was. She was completely lost in a world full of lies and lust. All she had ever wanted was someone to love her. Someone to care for her. Everything changes in one night as a game is played on Serenity's life and the cold-hearted trouble marker known as Zayn is the player. Fates are twisted. Lust turns into love. Cruel games and wicked people are met as Zayn and Serenity cross worlds and struggle to fall for each other.

Having lived a sheltered life under her father's strict rule, Ella's newfound freedom is tested when she meets Angelo Tomassi, the most well known crime boss in Miami. Despite his duty to marry another woman, Angelo shows Ella a softer side that wins over her heart. She refuses her chance to leave and willingly gives up her freedom for a chance at love with Angelo. When their romantic involvement ignites a string of brutal attacks from an enemy group, Angelo places Ella under his watchful eye to keep her safe. To his surprise, innocent Ella shoots back with impeccable accuracy and skill, raising questions connected to her past. (This book may contain language, violence or sexual content and is intended for mature audiences. Reader discretion is advised.)

One would call Ava Harris 'dumb' or 'childish' but with the conditions she grew up in, you wouldn't expect anything less from her. When her mother dies during childbirth, Ava is left by herself, just as a baby. Her father being harsh and not wanting to see her face makes another room for her. As big as a small studio apartment it had nothing less than a shower, toilet and her room. Food is sent up to her room via paid maids who brainwash poor Ava into thinking that her life is extraordinary and she is living a lavish life. With barely any human contact Ava is completely shut off the the real world. The only person she meets often is her tutor of sorts, Michael, who taught her how to read, speak and walk. Michael was a father figure to Ava, he taught her how to walk, he was there when she spoke her first word, first step. He was there when she hit puberty and he was there when she fell in love with Zion. *** Zion Angelo was every girls dreams. With a face and body to kill for, girls flocked to him for the intention of marrying him and inheriting his hard earned money. When an offer comes up to help grow his mafia reputation into something even better he takes the chance as soon as he can. But as we all know, business deals aren't always easy. In order for him to gain more power and a scary reputation he has to marry Ava. (I'm so sorry - this is such a bad description!)

Jack has a wonderful career, a beautiful wife, and a satisfactory marriage. Never stepping outside of the box and always making sure to dot his i's and cross his t's, he is the epitome of a good citizen in his suburban neighborhood....well at least until he comes face to face with his greatest challenge yet. Excerpt: "I-I love my wife." I whisper out brokenly while looking down at my hardened desire springing forth in my pants. Shame, guilt, anger, and disappointment at myself floods through my quivering body. "Who are you trying to convince Jack?" Her dangerous husky but sexy voice floats out into the dark room. I shake my head and squeeze my eyes tight breathing in and out as slow and as deep as I can in weak effort to gather my thoughts around my pulsating member. "I'm a good person. I am a great husband and I do the right things. T-this isn't right! I love my wife!" I shout out in frustration. Lights suddenly blare out into the room. My eyes drink in the figure that is far more lovely and exciting then my wife, whom I am use to seeing on a daily basis. Even after my exclaims that I so readily shouted out just seconds before, I scan over her hour glass frame like a starving man. She leans back on the Victorian styled sofa and regards me with a bemused expression. "Again I ask, who are you trying to convince Jack?" ***WARNING*** This is a MATURE story. Meaning that it is meant for the audience of 18+. This Story's content is not meant for anyone under the age of 18. If you still decide to read this story then you do so at your own risk. I will not be giving warnings before every chapter that has sexual content in it. So please be forewarned now. Copyright © July 2016. All rights are reserved. No part of this story can be used or reproduced in any sort of way without my permission (characters, story plot, idea, etc) on this site as well as any other resources! Copyrighted through this site as well as through the US legal copy righting services.

East Laya believes in perfection, safety, and peace. ----------- This is the new world. The world after the war. Genevieve Bendele has spent all her life living on the outside, looking up at that diamond that was East Laya. A glimmering city, in the heart of what was once New York. Protected by walls and living lavishly, they have no respect for the outside. They killed her mother with no remorse. Dead set on revenge, she has devoted her life to avenge the city that murdered her. Beneath the gleaming city, mysteries are yet to be unraveled and truths threatened to be set free. Living on the outside turned her to stone and she's ready for the war.

Do you sympathize with the Devil? Do you hold his hand when he's hurt or do you watch him dying in his own pain and anguish he caused? Cover by: rauhlgarden