Maya, an innocent nurse, finds herself forced to accept protection from the Phantoms motorcycle gang, specifically the dangerous, irresistible biker, Jake Ford. ***** Maya has a normal life and a normal boyfriend, Sebastian. But one day she drops off a letter to a prison for a patient under her care, and finds herself being watched over by a dangerous, handsome biker. It turns out Maya is under the protection of Jake Ford, and despite her feelings for Sebastian, she can't resist the pull of Jake's strong arms, dark looks and chequered past. Soon criminals are coming after her, and Jake is the only one who can keep her safe. Will Maya hide behind her good-girl reputation, or let go and lose herself in the passionate world of Jake Ford? Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains scenes of violence and sexual activity, which may be triggering for some readers. [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]] Cover designer: Ren T. Photographer: Michelle Lancaster Model: Jaxon Human

VICTORIA'S POV He looked at me with hatred and disgust in his eyes. It was so intense; I was forced to look away. But then I turned back to look at him as well. I was the one who was supposed to have that look. They kidnapped me! Not the other way around. I should hate them. No matter how good looking they were. They took me against my will. I will not be bullied. He didn't speak, and neither did I. XERIS' POV She gaped at me like an idiot. Her mouth hung open and her eyes were wide. She realised what she was doing and stared at me. My mask slipped a little and she noticed. I stared at her, daring her to speak, her eyes turned away. That's right. But then they turned back and held mine. She was challenging me. What will become of them? Highest rank #1 - science fiction (21/05/2018) SOME LEGAL STUFF: Copyright © 2018 by PrEsHiShy All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or used in any manner without written permission of the copyright owner except for the use of quotations in a book review.

A private man with a once broken heart, Nathaniel has found solace in Nuri Hart's steady yet quirky ways. He wants her, despite everything coming to take her away from him, and he will stop short of nothing to keep her at his side. In her he sees hope of something he thought he could never have. Nuri is no longer running from the man who is desperate to have her. Being truly honest with herself, there is a desperation with in herself to be with him. Her past has sent her into solitude, and his gentle unwavering touch has brought her out of her shell. He makes her want to live again. When they are laid bare for the other to see, the truth set many things free. Will matters of the past devastate matters of the heart?

All characters and events in this story are completely fictional. If anything seems familiar it is completely coincidental. All situations in this story come completely from my imagination. ________________ "And you need to stop calling me 'shawty', I'm not your girl so stop pushing the issue, I don't want to be just another name in your little black book." I said sounding more appalled than I could ever really be. He started walking closer to me and before I knew it, he had my back against the wall and my left leg wrapped around his waist. The look that he gave made him look so powerful that I couldn't help but be intimidated and turned on at the same time. "Look mami I don't think you really hearin' me so let me break this shit down to you real brief. Imma be around for the time bein' whether you want to be or not, I'm not goin' no where. Just let me have one chance." "Prove it." ________________

[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."

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.

[Full novel available on Amazon and Kindle Unlimited] Colbie Morris was your average twenty-seven-year-old. She's a high school history teacher, and it's her first year teaching at a new school. She enjoys her job, it was like any other. With a small exception. Dallis Banks was your typical eighteen-year-old senior. He's smart but seldom paid attention in class. He was going to inherit his father's portion of a multimillion-dollar company so he didn't see a need for school. There was, however, one class he paid attention to, and that was his history class, though his attention was paid more to his teacher, Miss Morris. ~~~ Colbie couldn't believe what was happening. Someone was controlling her body. That had to be it. There was no other explanation for why she was currently sitting on her kitchen counter, legs parted as her eighteen-year-old student played with her clit. His lips were latched onto her neck as he sucked it hard. She knew he was going to leave a bruise, that he was marking her as his. For some reason, that had her inner slut, GiGi, excited. She heard the distinct sound of a zipper and knew that he was more than likely freeing himself from his pants. Colbie knew she should have snapped out of it, and put a stop to this. Should have put a stop to it weeks ago, but again her damn body was working against her. As he thrummed her clit, she felt the head of his dick at her entrance. Lifting his head from her neck, Dallis locked his green eyes onto her brown ones. "Next time you decide to go out with another man remember this." Dallis stated, snapping his hips and burying himself to the hilt, causing her to cry out in pleasure."He can't fuck you like I'm about to."

"I've come to discuss your side of the deal we made earlier." He sat on the bench, his towel wrapped tightly around his waist. "Okay, what you got for me?" Here goes. If I didn't get it out now, I never will. "I want you to teach me how to be sexy." Allison (Ally) is tired of being overlooked by the opposite sex. Every guy she knows goes for the overly sexy girl who wears revealing clothes, and tons of makeup, and is ready to drop it low at a moment's notice. So where did that leave girls like her with standards? Lonely and frustrated. But not anymore. Ally is prepared to do something drastic to increase her chances of snagging the man of her dreams, Brandon. The sexy jock has been on her radar since the moment she met him. And when a golden opportunity presents itself for her to try something crazy, she decides to throw caution to the wind. Drew, Brandon's best friend, needs her help for the millionth time and Ally decides it's time to stop doing his work for free, he has to earn it, but is he willing to pay the price she asks and help her with her plan to snag Brandon? Or does Drew have something more devious in mind like snagging her for himself?

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