Kylen Amato was psychotic. It was the only word that could describe it. He enjoyed the feel of taking someone's life and he he didn't need a reason to do it. He didn't give a damn about anything or anybody but his siblings. That changed on a night out with his siblings. It was the first time he had laid eyes on his doll. He wanted to own her, possess her and he was going to do just that. He took what he wanted, no questions asked and she would be no exception. His only word for her was, Mine. Sutton Cross was a technical genius. She graduated college at the age of nineteen and went into business with her best friend, who was more like her sister. She was quiet and shy, finding it hard to talk to and trust people. However, one faithful night after celebrating a completed job, she comes across a young man that roused something inside of her. Making her want to talk to him, trust him. Even if his eyes told her that he was beyond trouble. ~~~ "K-Kylen." Sutton stuttered out as he picked her up and placed her back against the wall. "Sshh, Doll. It's okay." She wanted to believe him, but the last boy she had believed had stripped her of her virtue because he wanted to be able to say he was the one who had done it. Kylen could see the fear in her eyes and for the first time he actually cared how someone outside of his siblings felt. He leaned in and kissed her lips. "I'm not that fuck boy, Sutton." He told her. "I'll be here when you wake up in the morning." He promised her. "I-In t-the morning?" Sutton questioned confused since it was only six in the evening. "The morning." Kylen confirmed with a smirk. "Because Daddy's about to fuck you to sleep." He told her before slowly sliding into her.

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.

Ashton Amato was laid back. While he wasn't one you wanted to try, he was more lax than his siblings. Having a bit more patience, which was probably why he dealt with his families employees. That didn't, however mean that he was a pushover and he was quick to make an example out of anyone who tried, to show others where not to over step. One night while out with his siblings, he spotted a honey skinned vixen at the bar. She was different from his normal type. Simply because she was taller than what he normally went for, but that added to his attraction to her. She was incredible and the only word he could put to her was, Mine. Korrae Sims was independent. She didn't need a man for anything and she let it be known each time one approached her incorrectly. But while waiting for a friend one night, she saw one of the finest men she had ever seen and it threw her for a loop. She had never been attracted to white men before, but this one had her rubbing her thighs together. The look in his eyes, spoke to her. Told a story of what he wanted to do to her. Not liking her reaction to him she vowed to ignore him the rest of that night, knowing she would probably never see him again. However, it seemed that fate was not so kind to her and she began to see him everywhere she went. ~~~ "Why can't you just leave me alone?" Korrae questioned. "Because you don't actually want me to." Ashton responded. "I don't like you." "You're such a bad liar, Little Vixen." Ashton responded licking his lips as he eyed her up and down. Korrae took a step back, intent on turning and walking away from him. However, he reached out and grabbed the front of her shirt and yanked her to him. Before she could say anything he had molded his lips to hers. After a few moments he pulled away. She whimpered in displeasure. "You don't like me, Little Vixen. Remember?" He spoke against her lips, before pulling away and turning to leave her standing there, in the dressing room of her boutique.

Highest ranking: #1 for what's Hot in Dominate books Highest ranking: #1 in the Gods category Highest ranking: #2 in what's hot in Mythological books Highest ranking: #9 in what's hot paranormal books THIS BOOK HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH MARVEL'S PUNISHER! THIS IS NOT A FANFIC ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ You've all read Fairytales growing up but what do you do when you're in one? What do you do when 500 years ago a myth was created about a Human baby girl who would be born for The Punisher Himself? A girl who was created as an offering; a sacrifice from the Gods to try and appease the Demon who caused havoc upon earth. What do you do when you're that baby? Meet Blue Sutherland , the 17 year old Girl who had the fate of the earth resting upon her shoulders long before she was even born. Meet The Punishers Mate. WARNING:18+ CONTENT ! ! Cover made by the talented @geminigraphics 😻😻😻

[PRIVATE CHAPTERS] [IF YOU HAVE NOT READ CONTROL. READ THAT ONE FIRST!] Chayse glared at him as he sat with that smug smirk on his face. He irked her to no end. The man simply didn't know when to quit. She was starting to think that pissing people off was his preferred pastime. Hell, why wouldn't it have been? He was definitely good at it. If it was an Olympic sport he'd take the gold medal every time. They had been sitting in the heavy silence for a few moments and it was starting to piss Chayse off so she decided to break it. "Do you possess a talent other than pissing people off?" She questioned. She watched as he moved from the spot where he had been leaning against the wall and she knew he was going to do it. Knew he was going to invade her space and make it hard for her to breath, to think straight. Every time he did that her brain went into a state of confusion and her thoughts were utter Chaos. "Of course I do." He stated leaning down, his warm breath ghosted across her neck before he whispered in her ear, "I can make you cum with only my tongue. Would you like a demonstration?" Before she could respond, Nik had hoisted her high. Her ass sitting at the top of his chest. He looked up briefly. Those blue eyes locking with her hazel ones. He gave that smug smile again before lifting her even higher and allowing his head to disappear under her dress. Chayse felt the first slow swipe of his tongue over her panties clad pussy as he moved forward placing her back against the wall. All she could do was throw her head back...and moan.

Highest Ranking #6 for Demon category Highest Ranking #7 for the witches category Highest Ranking #11 for Gods category Highest Ranking #37 for Dominant category I knew what people thought of me - Typical rich popular spoilt brat who lacked any type of intelligence but they were wrong about me. I was only popular due to my twin sister, I knew they only tolerated me because of her. Who would want to hang around with the painfully shy girl who hardly talked and had anxiety issues? I didn't blame them, I wouldn't want to hang out with me either but it all changed when I met Him. Before I even saw him , I felt his aura of dark dominance and it took all my will not to fall to my knees at the amount the power he was radiating . When I looked into them deep dark dangerous eyes I knew my life wouldn't be the same - I was mated to the God of Revenge and Punishment This story is a BWWM story ✨ Warning : This book will contain mature content, language and has scenes of a violent nature and the men in this book will be much more dominate, aggressive and possessive than the usual God so please beware of some dark and upsetting themes. Cover by the super talented xXArachnidXx ?✨

Synn Amato was not a nice man and he never proclaimed to be one. Heading one of the most ruthless crime rings he and his siblings are feared by all that know of them. His sole purpose was to garner the respect and fear of others while expanding his family's empire. He never needed anything else and finding a temporary pussy to wet his dick in was never the problem. One faithful outing with his siblings will change his outlook. He hadn't gone out with the intentions of finding anyone, but that was exactly what happened. It had been a while since Synn had wanted to possess someone in the way he instantly did her. There was only one word he could think of to describe her, Mine. Nyela Everett, wasn't your average woman. She ran her own business along with her best friend who was more of a sister. What they truly did, no one knew, and she liked it that way. It was a night after completing their latest job that she saw him. He screamed danger. He was everything her mother had ever warned her as a teenager about and she was sure she should have stayed away; but danger had always called to her and she had always went head first. She could see that he was used to getting his way, but Nyela was prepared to show him that he had met his match. ~~~ Her hand flew out and she slapped him across the face. She could see the slight surprise in his eyes before those green eyes narrowed at her. The look held within would have been enough to send her running if she were a lesser woman, but she was not scared of him. Synn advanced on her, his hand shooting out to wrap around her neck tightly. Instinctively she went to hit him again, but he caught her hand. When she tried with her other one, he simply blocked it with the arm of the hand he had wrapped around her throat. He was fast in shifting them around and Nyela found herself leaning over his desk, with his grip on the back of her neck. "You'll pay for that." He whispered in her ear.

What if they didn't live happily ever after... all artwork belongs to respective owners

Have you ever wondered what Twilight would have been like if the lead character had acted like a normal person? What I mean is, what if Bella was a more grounded and realistic teenager in the world of Twilight? This is the re-telling of Twilight through the eyes of a more honest character, someone who would have had a little bit more of a hard time dealing with the supernatural and reacted to things the way you or I would. Give it a read. It is lit. Cover by @Queen_kim247 So Wattpad took down the sequel to this book. I apologize to anyone who wanted to read it. I was told that it was a good story and showed how I progressed as a writer. I can't re upload it and I'm not re writing the story. Unfortunately the story ends here.