"Because you lost your arm?" he asked. "No," she answered, staring straight through him with a little grin. "Because I lost what humanity I had left." --- Aira Blight was six years old when her parents, brother and sister were hunted down, and murdered. Aira Blight was nineteen years old when she lost her arm, her mate, and her mind. Aira Blight was twenty-five years old when she decided to take it all back, and make them all fall to their knees. There's more than one way to make a wolf howl. It's been nearly six years since the night her life changed. She can't forgive, and she can't forget, she's in a constant state of limbo and she's playing a dangerous game with time itself. The only option she has now is to go back to the time and place that set everything in motion and kill Van, stopping this endless cycle of death and destruction, but when she finds she can't take the life of the man who saved hers, she has to come to terms with the fact that you can't change deaths plan. But you can change a murderers mind. With the threat of Altholo breaking open and unleashing Lycanthrope hell on earth, Van and Aira must decide whether they want to be the legend or the love-story, because either way, it's going to be the tragedy everyone warned them about.

When Emelina De Sota returned to her hometown after her freshman year at college, she never expected anything like what was handed to her when she got there. All she wanted out of the summer was to relax and possibly spend some quality time with her brother. With a past long thought buried coming back to haunt her, Em has a lot on her plate. Not to mention her brother(the current leader of the Spanish Thorns) and a certain up and coming gangster that can't quite let her go no matter what he does. You'd think that would be enough for one girl to handle but when the person who recruited her brother into the Thorns comes back to cause a lot of trouble, Em finds herself in a rather precarious situation. She can either help her brother tear down the well-oiled machine he's built up around them both or let the past and a terrible loss pull her so far down that no one will be able to help her out of it. Book Two in the Spanish Thorns Series ~ * ~ It's true. When I started this story it was PG-13 but then I changed it to R after some reflection.Generally the book is going to be very mild but because of certain key scenes...the R rating was warranted. Not to mention the characters swear like sailors. :) Anyways, this story includes bloodloss, gunshots, Red Hot Chili Peppers, tears, bathroom breaks, Robert Frost, and some other random stuff.

Fresh off her freshman year of college, Emelina De Sota returns home for the summer. Normally coming home wouldn't be a problem but skeletons quickly start coming out of the closet faster than Em can shove them back in. It doesn't help matters when her overprotective big brother is the boss of the local Spanish Thorns. He puts her so far out of reach that she's comfortable with it at first. But when temptation is placed just down the hall from her, Em finds slipping back into old habits is easier than she originally thought. As her world rapidly starts to turn upside down, will Em choose to risk everything for a chance at the possibility of real love or will she stick with her guns and stay with her family, with what's safe? Book One in the Spanish Thorns Series ~ * ~ This story has a little bit of everything including the following in no particular order: romance, action, drug use, Adele, alcohol consumption, sex scenes, food, death threats, gang violence, street racing, bathroom breaks, medical problems, blood, singular point of view, kissing, cussing, guns, orange juice, and tattoos. This story is rated R. I struggled with this for a while, considering rating it PG-13 and placing the rather "graphic" scenes in a separate book but I believe it would take away from the story. My characters are considered adults in the eyes of the law and society and therefore do 'adult' things. For the most part, the story will be PG-13 but because I wouldn't split it, it's earned an R rating. Hope you understand.

In the era where swords rule, where women consider their modesty their greatest virtue. Where a man would kill to find his wife warming another mans bed, a time when women would consider it the greatest of adultery or fornication to warm a bed other than her husbands. A time when an honorable man guards his gaze, for his gaze is solely for his wife alone, as well as his heart. He's feared, ruthless, cold, heartless, manipulative, cunning, a rake. Or so they assume... She's beautiful yet silent, not by a defect, she simply dislikes to mingle with gossip.Yet she has emotional scars that no one sees behind her smile, but a few. Cover by @forcade

After the war, London is in chaos. Packs are battling it out for dominance in the streets, lycans are killing each other in illegal fight dens. The Royals are being murdered. All Juliet wants to do is forget - forget Sebastien, forget the war, forget everything she's learned about her parentage - but fate has other plans. At 21, she's the sole guardian of her royal, half-brother Theo: a boy she almost killed but is now sworn to protect at all costs. But Theo's blood has painted a shiny target on his back and Juliet knows it'll take a miracle to keep him safe, which means dragging herself back to the old motley crew, once led by Sebastien, for help. But the war has changed a lot more than pack territories in London and protecting Theo might come at a higher cost than she's willing to pay... Like her life.

"Red coated his lips, vibrant against that ivory skin. He was the devil incarnate, dressed impeccably in Armani, and I had never seen a sight more terrifying." _________________ When diagnosed with a fatal illness at the age of twenty six, Eleanor Gray is resigned to her fate-at least until the enigmatic Dublin Helos appears and makes her an offer she knows she should refuse: Life or Death? With a decision as harmless as checking the wrong box on a mysterious questionnaire, Ellie is plunged into a dangerous world where souls are sold to the highest bidder and pleasure is fueled by pain. The rules of this new life are simple: submit everything-mind, body and soul. But the further Ellie falls under Dublin's control, the more she comes to realize that it's not just her sanity at stake, but her heart and a whole lot of blood too. [TO BE PUBLISHED NOVEMBER 28. SAMPLE CHAPTERS ONLY]

Corrine is your average good girl. She has the ‘perfect’ life. ‘Perfect’ house, ‘perfect’ job, ‘perfect’ parents. ‘Perfect’ husband. In her opinion, it was quite the boring life. So what happens when she meets Nathaniel Smith who has an outrageous proposition that would make her perfect parents gasp in horror ready for her?

[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."

[SAMPLE] Reed frowned, his eyes filled with confusion when he saw that Lena seemed to be fine. "I heard a scream," he announced stiffly, standing awkwardly over Lena's bed. Beneath the sheets, Lena was torn between renewed arousal and slight mortification. Embarrassment won. "Everything's fine," she muttered, trying to discreetly disengage the battery-operated toy from between her thighs. It was a thick phallus, way too thick to silently exit her wet pússy, but finally, finally, it popped out. "But you screamed." "Because I came, Reed." His bewilderment only grew. "Came where?" And that was when Lena knew that even after what had happened between them last night, Reed was still like a newborn, an innocent. He might have been the most intelligent guy she knew but in many ways, he was still the boy he'd been before the accident that had marred his life. So she heaved out a sigh, clamping her thighs together when she felt his gaze scorch her damp skin. "I had an orgasm, Reed." She calmly spelled it out, wondering if she should mention that it was his cock she'd been imagining inside her. Now that she knew what he was packing, it was impossible to get the image out of her head - not that she was trying. Reed swallowed, a blush creeping up his neck. Lena was instantly turned on by that blush, by his obvious discomfort and arousal. So she did the most natural thing that came to her. She pulled her sheets away.

Ever since they were little the Seizan sisters always knew they would end up being mated to the Princes of Planet Atron. But they never expected to find what they did once they arrived on the planet. Never having been anywhere but their home planet Dronan, they were surprised when they arrived on Atron to find their mates fcking other women...