[A WATTPAD FEATURED STORY] If you touch your skin with ink, the marks you make will appear on your soulmate's skin too. Those who have this power are known as the Inked. It can be beautiful or dangerous, and for twenty-year-old Archie, it's both, in a very short space of time. As an art student at a prestigious university in London, her hobbies include procrastination, doodling and daydreaming about whoever's writing the words that appear on her skin, and what she'll say when she finally meets him. If she ever does. Now that Inking is illegal, though, it's a risk even talking to him. She's not sure if she's willing to give up everything for a boy she's never met, but she knows that if she doesn't, she'll regret it for the rest of her life - however long that may be. *** ➳ Completed ➳ Best tag rank - #1 in New Love, Future, #2 in Short Story ➳ Best genre rank - #2 in Science Fiction ➳ Featured | 18.05.18 ➳ Featured on the Wattpad Teen Fiction profile ➳ 1st Place Winner in the Stellar Awards 2018 ➳ This book has a mild content warning. Stay safe! ➳ Thank you for reading! © roseways 2019

"James look I- "I know you don't have a boyfriend." I interrupt her. She then looks at me as if I caught her red handed. "Look, that doesn't matter anymore. What do you want?" She asks "I want you" "Well I don't want you, now get out." She says turning around to walk away. I quickly grab her arm and pull her right back. "Let go of me!" "I know you like me Ria, I can sense how I make you feel." "Oh yeah? How the he'll is that!" She yells trying to pull her arm away. I then slide my hand into hers, I intertwine our fingers together. Causing her to look at our hands now connected. She then looks back up at me with confused eyes. I then place my hand on her cheek and she closes her eyes and lets out a sigh against it. "I know you feel things for me, I know you like me close to you. Just by the way you breathe, like right now." I say taking a look at her chest now moving up and down rapidly. "James what are you doing?" She asks _________________________________________ James Luchini a charming upcoming CEO of his stepfather's company, comes from a rough childhood. Dealing with his mother being a prostitute, living in multiple foster homes. He comes across this beautiful model named Andria Wilson. She opens his eyes to things, he never thought he could see before. Her personality was extremely sexy to him. The two constantly come into very complicated situations. Will there love be strong enough to fight through it all? Read to find out. This story is a fun, crazy, dangerous roller coaster ! © WANTING ANDRIA 2017 (WARNING) Be aware this book is not PG13. It has adult rated R. Content. If you are easily affend by foul language, sex etc. I advise for you not to read.

A 23 year old high school teacher meets her sexual match, when her billionaire dollar husband hires their new servant. He then leaves off on a business trip, while she's home with the new member to be. Since her unfulfilled sexual desires haven't been met in her marriage. It makes things much worse for the married women. When she notices that one look at her new tall and sexy ripped up servant. Could send her running with open arms into sexual heaven. #5 in Affair 05/11/18 #7 in Affair 05/10/18 © SERVANT 2017 (18+ Reader ONLY)

A sadist is someone who enjoys inflicting pain on others, sometimes in a sexual sense. Sadists like seeing other people hurt. A sadist is the opposite of a masochist, who enjoys being in pain. A sadist is all about hurting others, usually to get off sexually. If you've ever been mean to someone and enjoyed it, you were being a little sadistic.

"Relax" I'd just been abducted, with no idea of my location, had no guarantee of survival and was on the verge of tears every moment of my awakening. Don't tell me to fucking relax. ~ All too inopportune, Vigee's life is shifted consequently from an untimely encounter. When constrained to an unenviable fate, only two options surface - resist or reside...will Vigee fight for her liberty or eventually learn to BITE the dust?~

*mature for lang and possible (probable) 'adult' content heh.* I was about to scream for help when a strange sort of smoke seeped from druggies mouth and entwined itself around tall and dark's hand, running up his arm and illuminating the sharp planes of his face, feeding into his slightly parted lips. I gasped, stumbling back from the scene. His eyes shot up to me, their silvery glow locking me in place as our gazes caught. The druggies body feel between us and the man's eyes seemed to illuminate further before everything was plunged into darkness I was petrified, paralyzed in place, a cool indifferent voice broke the silence. a whisper dangerously close to my ear, "sometimes they are unwanted by heaven or hell. Sometimes they have no where to go, no purpose but to feed those who need it." A scream tore from my throat as I felt a cool hand grasp my wrist and my heart beat rapidly dropping, warm breath against my ear. I was dying. Actually dying. ~Jinx Clemens was not the best daughter, not the best sister, and not the best student. She was just living through her life and causing as much chaos she saw fit, never even bothering trying to hide the trouble she got into. Bored by things easily and easy with her words she always managed to slip past the worst situations...until something new came knocking, something dangerous. something that would flip her world around and throw it to the wolves. Jinx can escape trouble with her faux charm but there wasn't a single soul would could avoid that pesky monster we call death?

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.