There's something about Jasper that pulls me in even as I want to escape. Maybe it's his piercing too-blue eyes that hide a lot of secrets. Or maybe it's his rock hard body that makes me forget that I am and should act like a princess. Whatever it is, I really should be careful. Because no matter how safe and protected he makes me feel, he is dangerous. And he is hiding something. And I really need to start being responsible. But then again... Where's the fun in that?

Stay away from that boy. That's what they all told me, but I was never one to be obedient. The Boy who Broke the Rules. All Rights Reserved. * He was the mysterious lonely boy who found her in a clearing and told her to stay still as he sketched a portrait of her. Entranced by his voice and intensity of his gaze, she let him draw her. But what lay behind his sketches and silent stares was something more. And she was willing to find out.

She is just an ordinary bank employee. He is a multi-millionaire client of the bank. It all started with one bank transaction... "I may have tried to forget him, but I can't forget what he did that night..."

A camellia flower symbolizes love, devotion, affection, and admiration. It is known that this flower also symbolizes refinement, perfection, and faithfulness. This is why her mother named her Camellia however, Camellia doesn't stand for any of those. Ever since her mother's death she has been the only reason her father fights to live on. Then, enters Jonathan King a man feared by many in the corporation world. He holds her future in his hand. And just like the flower she is named after in his hands she may wilt before she gets the chance to bloom.

For some reason the description disappeared, so sorry about that! But in short, this story is about childhood friends to lovers to enemies to... Read to find out!

He pins me up to the wall and has both my arms above my head with one hand while his other is holding my right leg up against his side his head is in the crook of my left side of my neck kissing it making sure to leave marks he slowly makes his way to the right side making sure to leave marks everywhere I tilt my head to give him more access when he pulls away and says in a deep husky demanding tone " When I tell you not to do something you listen, got that kitten?" I nod afraid that my voice is to weak to form words. Natalya Argent a 19 year old girl She's shy, innocent, smart she is the third child of Raphael Argent the ex leader of the French mafia he was ONE of the most feared mafia in the entire world. Her brother now runs the mafia. She doesn't really leave the house due to her troubled past.until she finally goes outside and decides to go on a cruise. she thought that this cruise would give her a chance to be more social instead she's thrown into a different type of danger. Sinister De Santi a 25 year old He's the MOST feared man in the entire world he runs the Italian mafia. He's ruthless, controlling, and has Anger issues now that's just a cocktail for chaos. He's not a player but every man has his needs, he- HELL everyone never thought in a million years that he would start to fall for a woman let alone a shy small girl. But every Beast needs their Beauty I suck at descriptions so sorry but if you like what you saw give this a shot :) PS don't leave mean comments I know my grammar and spelling is bad but it's because English is not my first language so if you don't like it then don't read it :) This story includes : •Violence •Possible sex Senes •Dark Romance **[ALL RIGHTS RESERVED] **

Imani has one rule, know your place. There was never any in-betweens, not for her anyways. So imagine her surprise when one morning she wakes up in bed and saw herself beside her sexy boss; Zachary Ross-who was OFF limits! She totally freaks out because: 1. He really looks good looking 2. He's engaged! 3. They were both naked on his bed, his face stained with her red lipstick. 4. And they were both sporting wedding rings Of course she runs away and tries to forget but what does she do when she keeps on getting calls from her boss, press ignore and delete all his voice mails, until she finally finds him at her doorstep with a contract saying they were lawfully wedded and she HAD signed a contract to live with him starting from the next day. Chaos of course.

Sophia will do anything to escape an arranged marriage to the arrogant billionaire, Enrique Monteiro, but he has more control than she knows. ***** Enrique Monteiro, a powerful Brazilian billionaire, has gotten everything he wanted in life. He has looks, wealth, power, and women. He travels in his private jet to negotiate business deals all over the globe. His godly looks and reserved attitude makes seems to pull women in. With just a snap of his fingers, he can get everything he's ever wanted. Everything except Sophia Castello. [[word count: 50,000-60,000 words]] Cover designed by Karen Roberts

Jasmine Levine meets Erik Marvin in this love story that is mixed with anger, hatred, jealousy, and a lot of cheese (if you know what i mean)

Sabrina Reed is Nathan Alden's wife, but not by his choice... EXCERPT****** "I found her like this, sir," the guard announced. Sabrina stirred at the voice, blinking groggily and rubbing her eyes to chase away the blur clouding her vision. A towering figure stepped into focus. "What are you doing out here, Sabrina?" Nathan's voice was sharp, cutting through the fog of sleep. His jaw was tight, words pressed between clenched teeth. She blinked again, brushing hair from her face as she sat up. "What are you doing out here?" he repeated-louder this time, more demanding. He stood before her in a jet-black suit and white button-up shirt, sleeves rolled just enough to expose forearms clenched across his chest. His eyebrows were drawn tight, his eyes narrowed. "I came back late last night and... the guard was gone, so... I just fell asleep," she said softly, eyes lowering under the weight of his glare. He dismissed the guard with a silent nod, then stepped closer. "Where were you last night?" he asked, voice taut with suspicion. She yawned, trying to blink herself fully awake. "I've been volunteering at the animal shelter." "Get up," he ordered, tone clipped and harsh. "You expect me to believe that? Don't animal shelters close at a decent time?" She remained seated, her legs too stiff to move. "Yes, but-" "Get up!" he barked.