Despite the unshakable attraction between them, Maeve and Lucian are uninterested in love and marriage; especially since they hate one another and couldn't think of a worse match. • • • London, 1815 Maeve Langston's aversion to the opposite sex has given her the reputation of being an insufferable wench, so men have learned to stay away from her. Lucian Thorne, Baron Worthington, has become somewhat of a cynical hermit since his return from the Napoleonic wars, injured and disgruntled. When the two meet, they rapidly learn to despise each other. She appears to be a narcissistic brat, and he keeps acting like a pompous arse. Lucian wants nothing more than to stay away from Maeve, but his best friend has his eyes set on her for marriage. He has no choice but to show him the dreadful harpy that lies beneath the lovely facade. However, the more time they spend in each other's presence, the clearer it becomes that first impressions can be wrong. Between their unexpected similarities and the sparks that fly every time they meet, what started as hatred slowly shifts into something different. Something both of them will find much more dangerous. • • • This is the second installment of the Langston Series. Although I advise you to read the first one first (The Prince and the Spitfire), it can be read as a standalone.

When Andy starts a complex and steamy love affair with her new boss, she discovers there's more to his arrogant facade than she originally thought. • - • - • - • - • - • - • - • Having secured her dream job at Kelex, a company she's long admired, Andrea "Andy" Walker is more than ready for the next phase of her life. Her career is taking off, she loves her new city, and her colleagues have welcomed her with open arms - including sweet, boyfriend-material Oliver. Everything is perfect, except for her new boss, whose sole purpose seems to be getting under her skin. Alexander "Lex" Coleman is cold and arrogant, but also brilliant and movie-star handsome. To Andy's dismay, it isn't long before she finds herself more affected by him than she'd like. Contending with feelings she's never experienced before, Andy knows it's only a matter of time before temptation wins out. She's playing with fire, but maybe Lex is worth the risk of getting burned. • - • - • - • - • - • - • - • Previously a Paid Story. Featured in many lists, and with two sequels shortlisted for the Wattys 2022! [[Word count: 250,000 - 300,000]] Book 1 in the Binary Hearts Series. Previously titled Between the Lines.

MATURE CONTENT, +18 ONLY When Andy starts a complex and steamy love affair with her new boss, she discovers there's more to his arrogant facade than she originally thought. ⸻ Andrea "Andy" Walker has landed her dream job at Kelex, a company she's admired for years. Her new colleagues have welcomed her with open arms, including the charming and sweet Oliver. But her infuriatingly attractive boss isn't so welcoming. Alexander "Lex" Coleman seems determined to drive her crazy. Despite her best efforts to resist him, Andy finds herself increasingly drawn to Lex's good looks and razor-sharp mind. As the tension between them heats up and their working relationship becomes more complicated, the line between personal and professional blurs. Can she have it all, or will she have to choose between her career and the man she can't resist? ⸻ "I'm telling you," I insist while he gets something from his nightstand. "I'm good. We effectively fucked you out of my system." "Great." He's back with a condom, and he's getting hard again. I'm not well-versed in men's anatomy, but it isn't something that should be already happening, right? I'm still not over it when he puts on the protection, throwing the empty package on the floor. Stunned, I don't protest or resist when he flips me around like a ragdoll, and it's only when I'm on all fours before him, my knees on the edge of the bed, that I understand what he wants. "Wait, I need a brea--" My complaints die in my throat as he pushes himself inside me with a slow but implacable thrust. Then comes the wet touch of his tongue, drawing a burning line in the hollow crest of my spine between my shoulder blades. He nuzzles his way up until his mouth is an inch from my ear. "Now, we're fucking you out of my system," he threateningly mutters. Oh, God... ⸻ This is a rewritten version with a better pace and fewer mistakes. You can find the full-length story on my profile.

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞...𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲.." "....𝐇𝐦𝐦.. 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐈 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐦𝐚?" In which you meet a mysterious and closed off boy in the library, who strangely gives off familiar energy, but is a complete "stranger". So much secrets, so much emotions, so much intimacy, so much LOVE. Somehow he just can't seem to stay away from you, as you just can't seem to stay away from him. HIM; the boy from the library. BLACK FEM READER (She/her prns) Erenxblackreader Please do not copy my story or repost/ rewrite it This story does contain mature themes such as smoking, sensitive topics, and sexual moments, heavy violence, as well as vulgar language. If you feel uncomfortable with any of those things this story is not for you ⚠️ If any images are used they are not mine unless I say they are, so creds to the artist ⚠️ ⚠️ I do not own Attack on Titan or any of the characters from the anime ⚠️

Following a massive discovery at work, Mila, a brilliant historian, finds herself tangled up with a dashing collector, Ulrik, who quickly seems to want more from her than an antique and mysterious Viking sword. Season 1 of The Collector ***** When she's offered the opportunity to curate an entire exhibit, Mila Connelly chooses to make it about Haakon Odinson, a legendary Viking she's been obsessed with her whole life. And when his sword falls into her lap after being missing for over a millennium, she takes it as a sign. But before she can uncover its secrets, a benefactor swoops in, dead-set on taking Haakon's blade for himself. No matter how handsome and mysterious Ulrik Westergaard is, Mila refuses to let him have it for his private collection. However, Ulrik's determination is stronger than she thought, and his charm seems more than capable of chipping away at her resolve. Despite the intense rivalry, their attraction to one another grows with each of their interactions. Eventually, their interests shift away from the relic, and it becomes a matter of time before one of them breaks. But who will surrender first? The devoted historian who has waited her entire life for this opportunity, or the spoiled millionaire who has spent years looking for the artifact? WARNING: This story contains mature themes and strong language that may not be suitable for some readers.

Neurotic:[noo-rot-ik] Suffering from, caused by, or relating to neurosis. Synonyms: mentally ill, mentally disturbed, unstable, unbalanced, maladjusted, psychopathic, phobic, obsessive-compulsive He's unstable, mentally deranged, possessive, aggressive, and obsessive. Not only has he killed, tortured, robbed, and kidnapped. He's obsessed with a girl he's been stalking for years. The adorable and loving , Malarie Dawson. Yet, there's a twist in their story. Jason will stop at nothing, until he gets her into his arms. Whatever Jason wants, he always gets. Will Malarie learn to love him, and give him a chance, after he forcefully takes her away from her family? Or will she view him as dangerous, along with the rest of the world? Highest Ranking: #8 in Fanfictions Copyright © 2015 Alexis W. All Rights Reserved.

Ace is the rogue of the century, only at age 18, killing over a thousand pack members- only in the United States. Who knows how many outside of the US. Past that, one day he gets captured by ten Alphas and thrown into the highest security prison. Lillian is 14 when this occurs, before that her family was very protective of her, now they don't care what she does. Anyways, four years later, one day at school she has a field trip to the highest security prison, that Ace is being held in. A ten page permission slip had to be signed to go and her parents agreed for her to go. Warning: It's mature for a reason, and not only for sex. Rewritten version only profile. #1 in Werewolf July 9, 2019

Highest in Werewolf: #2 "Selene, my daughter, please hear us out. I know we don't deserve it, but your sister is pregnant and-" I held up my hand to stop the man named Benicio Dixon from speaking. Surely they didn't call me here just so they can dump all their personal problems onto me or dig up the past. If that was the case, they're quite foolish. I'm not interested in the slightest. Shifting my attention from my father to the woman he stood behind, my gaze narrowed on the small but visible bump under her sundress. Hestia Anne Dixon. My younger sister. The Luna of my old pack and the woman my mate chose over me. She was pregnant. I turned to the male sitting beside her in the Alpha's seat. Guilt and regret crossing his striking features when he refused to meet me in the eye. "If the reason you called me here is because of this nonsense" I gestured between my sister and mate, "Then it would appear I wasted my time. With all due respect, Beta Dixon, I am an Alpha. I have many and much more important things to do than discuss petty mate bonds. If It wasn't obvious enough, I'll make myself clear-" I stood up, not caring for the gazes burning into my skin. "Whether or not she has this pup has nothing to do with me. Luna Walker's mate has nothing to do with me. In fact, none of you have anything to do with me outside of pack business. If you're worried about my interference-- don't. I won't say nor do anything. To put it simply, I don't want him. I didn't want him for the past four years since he rejected me and you all left me to die. Rest assured that seeing him again won't change anything. Now if you'll excuse me, I have things to attend to." I held my head high, walking off with my Beta trailing behind me. Just as I reached the door, it abruptly pulled open and I came face to face with the most beautiful man I've ever seen in my life. Dark, crystal grey eyes bore into me and I found myself go still. Alpha Raizel Locksworth. The Bloodlust Alpha.

❝It's so amazing what a person can do just by leaving.❞ PARIS KESSLER texts Hannah Rod, drunk, mistaking her as his ex-girlfriend, and gets roasted after refusing to believe he's texting a wrong number. Annoyed the next day, he refuses to stop bothering her. The two continue texting, their cold conversation slowly turning warm and light, making a bond between the two. However, the world turns sideways after Paris confesses something that's twisted enough to change their lives. Light and dark, this is a story about how losing people immensely changes someone. #FreeTheBoy The Fiction Awards 2017 Winner - Best Short Story. The painting used in the book cover is Sergio Cupido's Romeo And Juliet. https://www.artstation.com/artwork/QznKkB HIGHEST RANKING: #2 in SHORT STORY

Turning the shower head off, I grab for a towel until I notice someone watching me. " What are you doing here?" I asked,annoyed. "Don't speak to me like that unless looking to get your ass whuppped," He said, glaring at me. "Whatever," I say, reaching for a towel until I feel a hand grab my wrist. "I told you don't speak to me like that and guess what you do? Speak to me like I'm your little girlfriend because I'm not," He said, with a dead glare. "Now, you need to bend over," He said backing away from me. "Wait Wha-t," I asked stupidly. "You heard me, bend that ass over," He starts to unbutton his pants and removing his black boots I secretly love. "That was a one time thing, I didn't think you'll want me that way anymore," I said, still standing there stupidly. "I told you, THAT YOUR MINES AND MINES ONLY! NOW BEND THE FUCK OVER," He said worked up, from here I could see he was aroused. I swallowed, hard. Bending over the sink next to the shower, I felt him come up behind me. "This is mines, and I'm going to prove it," With that he slapped my ass and slammed into me. And damn it felt so good. ~~~~~~~~~~~ Started: 7/17/18