Disclaimer... [Highest rating: #7 in Science Fiction] "Please, sir." He stared at her with glittering eyes, his fingers once again steepled. He appeared to take pity on her a second later and rose from his seat. "My office Ms. Sanders." Feeling jittery and angry, she stood. On unsteady legs Christy followed her boss, ignoring the curious looks she was receiving. She felt nerves and something far more potent swirl in her stomach as she left the conference room behind. The minute they stepped into his office, three things happened. The door slammed, the walls went dark and her back was roughly pushed up against the glass. Christy didn't have a second to protest as a wall of heavy muscles thrust against her and she gasped at the unbound pleasure ricocheting through her body. Mr. Humack buried his head between her neck and shoulder and let loose a growl that had a stab of pleasure accosting her most secret place... He bit her shoulder and she yelped. His deep baritone was smooth with husky passion that made her shiver. "I will have you, Christal." It wasn't a promise. It was a threat. **** Christal Sanders had expected great things from her new job as a Space Pod designer and Current Affairs rep. Unfortunately, after six and a half cycles of working for Mr. Humack, reality was a little too much to stomach, after all her high expectations were reduced to little more than silent treatments and the occasionally frosty glare directed her way. She was convinced this couldn't be all there was to her life so she filed a vacation request, but it was denied. Her boss wouldn't let her leave, and that's when things got weird. She found herself having a string of bad luck, and a not-so-epic faint, that ultimately revealed something that would change her life completely... Of course, not before it tied her to the Jude that had caused it all, Her boss. And now they had no choice but to be joined at the hip while trouble follows them across the universe.

A Ménage à Trois (M/F/M) Story The young songstress was stuck in a world of her own; a world of fear. With a past that haunts her like the plague, she's left to fight her demons alone until a duo of men suddenly barge into her life. Desperate for her own seclusion, she tries to erase the pair from her mind in attempt to protect herself. But all goes down the drain when she finds herself falling for the foreign charms of Gray Bradshaw and Trent Easton. Like wrecking balls, they destroy her concrete walls and introduce her to their way of life, leaving nothing but a confused and seduced mind trying decipher reality from fantasy. Like the sky, they were the sun and moon and she was all their stars. ❝Imagine us; our hands painting your body with our love and desire, drowning you in a plethora of euphoria. Our touch would be embedded in your velvet skin making you yearn for more, forever consumed by us and only us. We'd make you feel wanted and needed, your essence becoming what we need to survive. Become our fountain of life, Remi. Become part of us.❞

University student Sunny was too busy worrying about her law exams to think about alien abductions... which is unfortunate, as she somehow wakes up naked on a spaceship after being taken by alien slavers who want to sell her to the highest bidder. But she is not alone. Fellow captive Kilnor is a warrior from the planet Miotal, and Sunny is going to have to put her faith in him if she is going to escape her captors alive.

They say that you are never more than a few yards away from a spider. 19 year old American Jenna Dawes will soon find out how true that is...and so will you... After Jenna loses everything - her parents and the only home she's ever known, leaving her with no family, no money, no education, and nowhere to go, she's mysteriously offered a live-in position halfway around the world...in Moldova of all places. She reluctantly accepts the position, not having much of a choice, from the peculiar Nikolai Rykov, whom she's only had contact with via email. Will this be her saving grace, or will she wind up with her heart tangled in a web that she cannot get out of, let alone survive? 🕸 *Arachnologist Norman Platnick once wrote, "Wherever you sit as you read these lines, a spider is probably no more than a few yards away." 🕷 Rated #1 in Spider and #1 in Explicit by Wattpad 🥈2nd Place Paranormal Winner of The Cleaved Awards