The world is split in two by a fence separating the upper Class and the lower Lawless societies. Class are raised to hate Lawless, believing them to be dangerous and uncivilised, with the exception of Dove Amor. It's one thing when she begins to question the morals of Class and another when Sage Creed appears in her bedroom one night, holding a knife to her neck when he gets caught on the wrong side of the fence. *mature & language warning*

It was simple. He need a wife and I needed protection from a crazy stalker ex boyfriend. Now there is no going back. I'm his wife now and he is my husband His Donna. My Don. * * * * "I will burn this whole fucking city down if i have to," he declared. I snake my arms around his neck as his hands found their rightful place on my ass. "Do you promise?"

Dona was never the kind of woman to play by the rules. When her father died, leaving behind an empire that many thought was too big for her to handle, she proved them all wrong. She stepped into his shoes without hesitation, determined to command the same respect-and fear-that he once did. Her charm was her greatest weapon, her beauty a tool she wielded with precision. Men underestimated her, but Dona used that to her advantage, luring her rivals into her traps and making them regret ever thinking she was anything less than deadly. Every move she made was calculated, every risk carefully weighed, as she built her power, eliminated her enemies, and claimed her place at the top. But just when she thought she had it all under control, he showed up. The son of her greatest enemy, the one man whose presence threatened everything she had worked for. Their encounters were charged with tension-sharp words, dangerous stares, and a pull neither of them could resist. As old wounds reopen and new battles begin, Dona finds herself walking a razor-thin line between ambition and desire. The world she's built is a treacherous one, filled with betrayal, power plays, and secrets that could destroy her. But Dona has never been one to back down, even when the stakes are higher than ever. 2021©

He slowly turned to me with the meanest look I've ever seen on his beautiful face. His long legs allowed him to take three short steps towards me until we were face to face. He leaned down to reach my height and then pushed me against the wall. "I don't do relationships," he said very coldly. My heart dropped but my pride fell before my heart could reach my stomach. He resumed packing my bag. "Why not?" I asked with an attitude to appear unbothered but I really am. "Because, they're-" his sentence was cut off by gunshots. "Fuck!" He yelled then grabbed me and threw me on the floor behind the bed. _________________________ Life was never easy for Grace whether it was growing up in her country or moving to New York for a better life. But life never turns out the way you think it will. She'll soon find out whether or not, if one of the most dangerous man in the city, will be able to give her what the last man couldn't. Alessandro Columbo. That's all you have to say and men will twitch out of fear. The last name alone will get you to places you could never imagine. But that last name alone, can get you killed in a heartbeat. One of the most dangerous men in New York City, can't fall in love. Right?

"All I know to do is fuck you good and protect you." Being assaulted as a minor traumatizes people. One could be the confident smart-mouth with the backbone of steel in front of everyone, but as soon as that person is left to his/her thoughts they tear up and break down. So, imagine when you are this person; when you sleep, you beg for that tragic event to stop resonating in your head. Imagine not even knowing that you make protests when you have such night terrors. Now imagine using the same thing that traumatized you as a means of funding. Imagine being a gold digger haunted by your past, and when you finally fall in love with someone, life might just get worse. Life truly wasn't for the weak, but Elizabeth lived, and she conquered. ~this is a bit of a slow burn and with some long ass chapters. Just a fair warning~ Kink List: Age play Blood play Knife play Bondage Sadism Masochism Dominant Submissive FULL STORY ON AMAZON!!! Started: July 3, 2020 Ended: October 11, 2020 Status: COMPLETED Word count: (100,000-150,000)

[COMPLETED] "We both want you." Enzo tells me and I look cautiously at Killian who stares at me with an intense glare. I gulp and look away from the intimidating man. "Both?" I whisper with wide eyes and Enzo smiles, nodding his head. "Do you want that, baby? Two men pleasuring you." He brushes his knuckle against my cheek and then rubs the pad of his thumb along my bottom lip. "Open up for me." I stare at him with wide eyes and then clench my thighs together . What the hell am I getting myself into?! ••• Enzo and Killian are two dominants who have spent years trying to find the perfect submissive. They are just about to give up when they suddenly come across Elodie, a beautiful young woman who has the two dominants wrapped around her finger in an instant. But will Elodie be able to deal with their demands as well as their dark past. #1 in Polyamory 1st June 2021 - 29sept'21 #1 in heartbreak 5th sept 2021 #1 in bdsmrelationship 29 sept 2021 #1 in cute 29 sept 2021

Book #2 of Prystyne and Heath's relationship. After the events of last book, what happens now. Well, a lot. You're just going to have to read to find out Swearing, drugs, alcohol and mature/sexual themes This is book 2! Book one is: Pretty, Precarious and Prohibited #1 in Bad Love

"Then fuck me like you hate me," he rasps. His voice deepening and becoming more husky and alpha like. "What's wrong love?" He uses a hand to lift my chin so I'm staring at him. Our eyes lock. "Show me how much you hate me. Fuck me like you hate me and kiss me like you miss me." ❤︎ Weed, Drugs, Liquor, Illegal Activities; anything that can get you fucked up on a Friday night. Well, any night for that matter. Maybe a mix of all four. Prystyne Terrance forced to a boarding school for her disobedience. Known as a debacle to her family. Unable to keep up with the perfect grades, healthy lifestyle and adequate choices. Heath Kade a close family friend to the Terrance's. The Kade's have already sent him to the boarding school years ago. What happens when not so goody-two shoes Prystyne is sent there. She was the perfect child. He was never. She was never fond of him. He wasn't either. Family wants to keep them apart. Bad influences for each other. You know what they say, never mix brown and white liquor unless you 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 to get fucked up Prystyne Terrance is the good girl gone bad. Heath Kade on the other hand, was always bad. ••• Swearing, drugs, alcohol and mature/sexual themes HIGHEST RANKINGS #1 in Mental Health #1 in Drunk #1 in Pretty #1 in Intoxicated #1 Rich Kids #1 in BadboyBadgirl #2 in Badgirl #2 in Badlove #3 in Teen #3 in Boarding School #4 in Pretty #5 in High School #6 in Teen Romance #7 in Hot Boys #7 in Secrets #8 in Hot #9 in Forbidden

nyc•to•phil•ia | nik-tō-fil'ē-a - love of darkness or night;finding relaxation or comfort in darkness. ⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓ {EXTRACT} "Tell me Celeste," he began as he walked back and forth in front of me. "Have you ever heard of nyctophilia?" I slowly shook my head no as my bottom lip quivered. He stopped to look at me, and smiled that breathtaking smile of his before he went back to walking. "Well, Nyctophilia is the word used to describe the love of darkness or night" He paused again but this time stopped right in front of me. I kept my head down as my heart pounded out of my chest. "A nyctophile would be the term used to describe someone with nyctophilia." He then brought his hand to my chin and tilted my head up so I was looking him in his eyes. Those beautiful golden eyes. "You, my darling, are a nyctophile." He smirked then added, "And I am the darkness you find comfort in." ⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓ Celeste Banks was as sweet as candy and as pure as cotton. Although she had her tougher exterior and questionable interests, she wouldn't hurt a fly...or so people thought Asher deville was a charming, sexy sociopath, with no regard for anyone but himself. If he wants something, he'll do whatever he needs to get it. Once meeting Celeste he decides he has to have her, but what will she do when she finds out his secret? ⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓ This is my first time writing a book so It won't be perfect and id also appreciate and feedback/comments 🥺 Rankings: #1 in goth 15/09/20 #1 in abusive 15/09/20 #1 in violence 1/10/20 #6 in manipulation 15/09/20 #4 in sociopath 25/09/20 #11 in insecure 20/09/20 #11 in anxiety 20/09/20 #8 in Darkromance 1/10/20 #22 in toxic 15/09/20

Years before his birth, it was prophesised that his soul would never be whole, that his heart would never beat in rhythm to his other half. Micajah was born with a dark soul, a soul that was corrupt. A soul that was more wolf than human. A soul incomplete. Nothing but an imperfect creation that walks earth. He will never have a true mate. When his turn to rule the wolf kingdom arises, after the death of his mother, he is forced to choose a female that has already been rejected from her true mate. Alongside his rise to the throne, the wolf kingdom begins to tear itself apart. An uprising begins. No one wants a creature, hated by the Moon Goddess herself, to rule. Even if he is the only royal heir by blood. Even if it is what tradition dictates. A male more beast than man, can never yield humanity, let alone love. But humanity can be learnt, and love seizes all - even those with corrupt souls.