Gwendoline Darling looked down at the details in her hand. "Dorm 13, Room 1, an attractive apartment shared with three other mature students". She took a deep breath and pushed the key into the beautiful Victorian stained glass door, taking a moment to marvel at the bright floral images before twisting the key and with a little shove she entered the hall. On the wall to the right was a set of mailboxes, one for each apartment, number 13 being at the very top, on the wall to the left was a notice board with college rules and contacts listed on it along with a map of the building. the were four apartments on each of the three floors and apartment 13 was on the fourth floor, the only one on that level. With a groan she started for the stairs, having seen the out of order sign on the lift, thank god the college had delivered her cases to her room for her, as she climbed she wondered how she would get on with her room mates, she wasn't very social, unlike her brothers Mike and Jonathan, who had been her protectors growing up, making sure the boys never came near her. Finally she reached the top of the staircase, the deep green door the only thing now in front of her, taking a nervous step forward she hesitated, should she knock, or just go in? As she wavered with what to do, the door opened and she gasped at the sight of the dark haired man in front of her. "You must be Gwenny" he grinned at her, his hand reaching out to take hers. "Who?" She stuttered out. "I'm Jaime, one of your room mates" he answered pulling her inside and shutting the door behind them...

THIS STORY IS NOW AVAILABLE ON REAM! Check my page for more information. Thank you !!! Beware: Adult content. MATE BOND. DARK FANTASY. Three men. A Fallen King, A Dark Fae, and a stubborn shapeshifter. -- I'm moaning, eyes closed as I imagine those glowing eyes and rough hands running over every inch of my body. So many things those two could've done to me, had I been stupid enough to offer myself up. I wanted to be their fucking dinner, and that disgusted me. But I didn't care as I carried myself to edge, my eyes slightly open as I reach my destination. The orgasm wracking through me with cruel intentions as my eyes meet the glowing silver ones that dance with desire. I'm not sure if I'm screaming with pleasure or fear as the wicked Fae begins a slow walk across my bedroom, his eyes on the opening between my legs as they continue to shake.

"I am going." "Go where?" "Daniella Granger." Aaron and Sam were supposed to meet at the Daniella Granger Gallery in New York last year. However, because of events beyond his control, Aaron was not able to come. This year, he could only hope that Sam will attend the gallery again. This year will be his final chance to express his feelings towards her. But will Sam arrive after he stood her up the year before? Will Aaron finally answer all what ifs? And will they be able to rekindle the flame they had in high school?

UNEDITED. Now that Sam and Aaron have finally agreed to bravely face the future together and sealed it with a kiss, what happens next? Will they be able to overcome consequences along the way considering how different their characters are? What happens to Dean and Diana? Will Dean finally move on and open his heart to Diana? What will happen to the hunky Brad? Is just going to accept defeat and settle peacefully in the friendzone? Want answers to these questions and many more? Read on!

So who will it be for this hopelessly unromantic girl? The brooding best friend? Or the young and unquestionably attractive substitute teacher? They say every person is worth the potential heartbreak of relationships not working out. That's why people still take that leap. But not me. Never been kissed, never had a boyfriend-I was pretty convinced by now that I was one of those mega-rare exceptions to the rule; the unlucky sap was just not worth the risk. And I'm totally fine with that. Romance and heartbreak? Not worth the hype in my book. Until life decided to get all snarky on me. "Fooled you, idiot! You'll get your love story...just not at all how you wanted it." Before I know it, I'm swept up in romantic turmoil more dramatic than anything my wildest playwright fantasies could dream up. Getting these very real, very adult feelings for the first time is bloomin' confusing. Lines will blur, tough choices will be made, and hearts will be deliciously broken. So who will it be for this once-hopelessly unromantic girl? My brooding best friend? Or my young substitute teacher?

Suits come to the door to tell me my moms dead, then suits come to my house to take me away by force because I'm in danger. Suits with green eyes, and dark hair who are apart of the secret service.

Dads the president? That's definitely new news to me. Another new thing is bodyguards, I've got some things to get used to.... Oh boy.