Book Two of TGGBB Series Naomi Lorraine, who used to be or still known as Nerdy Naomi, looks forward in her thick rimmed glasses to a life without the fear of being bullied. She no longer has to take up the laughs, insults, and bruises high school once gave her, at least she hopes not as much. With her bullies finally realizing there's no point to dedicating their lives to make one person miserable, Naomi thinks she can live out the rest of her life normally. That is until her childhood friend, Dominic, crashes back into her life, throwing out that hope of having a normal life- Not like she had one in the beginning. That is because she has the Three Musketeers -Bennett Frazier, Jordan Wallace, and Declan Lynch- by her side. Together, they faced the adventures life threw at them and would have never thought that anything, or anyone, could break them. Oh, but don't worry. Really, you're overthinking things here. This is nothing to stress over about. It's still quite simple really. She's still their good girl. And they're still her bad boys. Right?

"Are you afraid of demons?" "I spurn them," "Then, why are you here? In a school where devils raise their children." Mary Jane Heathers grew up in a Christian Foster Care, she was raised with prayers and sacraments. She almost dreamed of becoming a nun herself. But when her biological Mother had found her, she's reclaimed and forced to have a lifestyle that's she's never fondly familiar with. Warning: This Story is meant for Mature Readers (18+) Ages from eighteen and below are prohibited upon reading this novel.

Zodiac short stories, drawings, scenarios, and other random zodiac stuff! Characters are not 100% accurate. One of my characters from my TZM series is also involved in this. REQUESTS ARE CLOSED. Zodiac Book 2 is now available.

Getting your cherry popped by your best friend and then being in a relationship with him and his boyfriend was a wonderful, new experience for Cassie, but life doesn't stop for the happy moments. It keeps going. Time changes everything and sometimes those changes are betrayals. Betrayals that can never be forgiven.

MATURE - EROTIC Amelia had a cliché love for her best friend, a love that you read so much about in other romance novels. The difference though? One journey changed her cliché feelings to an accidental passion of lust and temptations. Their story isn't based on puppy love but pure, primal sex drive between two best friends who come together accidentally on their journey. Was it love or just lust between both who continue to find themselves entwined with each other? Unlike the cliché stories; he wants her. He wants her on him every chance he can get. What will happen when it's time to go home, if their sexual relationship can survive until then? A mature book, based on Bumpy Ride; from the authors one-shot collection. Cover by @Sweetblast

"I am so sorry I'm late." My red woolly hair flopped onto my face and I huff, throwing my bag on the chair to put it up. I haven't noticed the prisoner yet as I pull down my black pencil skirt that stuck to my hips a little too tight due to the shrinkage in the washing machine. "This. . . is my therapist?" A deep mocking voice came and I cleared my throat, finally meeting the seemingly Black eyes of Prisoner 409. My breath catches in my throat as a slow smirk grazes his face. The handcuffs remained stuck to his hand as he slowly rubbed his bare chin. "Behave 4-0-9" The prison guard slapped the table before leaving and I was still frozen. "Why wouldn't I? Chocolate just happens to be my favorite flavor."

She was a piece of Heaven he wanted to own. And he, was the flames of Hell she wanted to tame. "You must be tired." The unparalleled face softens with an indulging smile, and I nod hastily like a chick pecking at grains. My reason, wisdom, and rationality became words of a foreign tongue when the fingers tangled amongst my hair trail down to my cheekbones, the caresses like the fine strokes of a paint brush that gave colour to my skin. "But next time." His eyes of hellfire narrows, reflecting the features of a iolite-eyed mortal, and crimson lips pull back over sharp canines. "I might not be as easy to tame." ■What happens when the greek god of the Underworld becomes the 'Grumpy Patient' to a kind hearted mortal, burdened by a curse untold, and a gift unrivalled.■ Slow burn ♡ Update schedule : Every 2 days ◇ #1 - Mythology, #3 - in fantasy, #4 - Humor

Autumn Darling has been entrenched in the vampire world for a handful of years now, sheltered by her lover, now fiance, the famed Ballet Dancer Aleksi Mikhailovich. However, as the situation with the pro-human organization the Sun Cross grows dire Autumn finds herself right back where she was in the beginning; feigning a broken connection with Aleksi as the world looks on and waits for one of them to make a mistake and show that their affection hasn't diminished as the list of their enemies seems to be ever growing. One question remains as the situation seems to worsen for Vampires and those tied to them, will Autumn and Aleksi's secret dalliance continue or will their enemies discover this deadly deception.

A love like no other: Spin off Death loves life. Life loves Death. A beautiful love story that came true. But no one ever cared about third person who loved Life. No, he was just a cast off... Destined to burn in pits of hell because his love destroyed him. No one ever cares about the third guy in a love triangle. His heart is dead. But the muscles of dead also whisper a tale only few can hear to tell. He is Azazel. Once God's most trusted archangel. Now a fallen angel turned demon. Once filled with joy. Now filled with misery and lies. He is the villan of this story... But he forgot that villains keep the maidens in cage and throw away the key. But he set her free. She is Aurora. Once a beautiful girl. Now a beautiful mess. Once full of love. Now an empty vessel of hurt. Once filled with life. Now Ghosts shine brighter than her eyes. His soul was of night sky, The darkest ebony.... With the specs of light. She was the proof that you can walk through hellfire and still be an angel of kind. Destiny crossed and their paths met. But can they survive their past's tales? Oh! This is a journey of love but will their story last till end? After all... Azazel himself declared to heavens that he'll not fall in love again and Aphrodite herself took it as a challenge. **** This is a FICTIONAL story. Please don't take any offense if there are changes in Azazel because I've changed his history from that of bible. Please don't report it if you find it offensive. It's just a story. This is a spin off but it wiuld be more prudent if you read running scared first for better understanding.

In the kingdom of Vanderdash, there is no more feared warriors than that of the Scarlet Guard. Protectors of the royal family, skilled assassins trained since childhood, They follow the crown, they enforce the crown. To many, the group cloaked in red is a greater symbol of the royal family's power than the kings crown itself. Citizens respect and fear the scarlet guard, the power they hold. But within the guard there is only one who installed that very same feeling into the rest. Head of the prince's royal guard, ruthless and cunning, rarely seen by the citizens themselves. They call her Red. An expert in poisons and deception, the small girl has brought armies to their knees without once lifting a blade. A vermillion haired monster hidden behind the face of a doll. ~~ I smiled up at the men, "Would you like a cookie?" They peered into the basket I held out, spotting the heart shaped treats. "They're cinnamon with apple Jam. I do promise they are to die for." The taller mans eyes narrowed, "did you give the poor fool dead on the road a cookie?" My lips parted, "a dead man? Oh my..do you think it is safe?" "..depends on who you are miss, why did you say you were in the woods again?" I smiled gently, "I didn't." He rose a brow. "I'm delivering these," I shook the basket a bit, "to my dearest grandmama." He hesitated for only a slight second, "oh. well. be careful then. These woods can be dangerous." I nodded once still holding out the basket, "so would you?" "Would we what?" I giggle a bit, "like a cookie silly." "Ah.." he scratched the back of his head, "sorry, I'm not too fond of apples." Damn it. I sighed softly, "strawberry next time then." "Right..." As I turned to go I looked up at the two tall men, "you be careful now too gentleman. There are wolves in these woods." They nodded rigidly as I spun and began to skip off, giggling to myself. He asked the wrong question. I didn't give the dead fool a cookie. I gave him two.