A prince, rumored to be son of the Devil. He is the definition of Danger. He is the Darkness itself. A princess. Imprisoned in her own home, only to come out once she gets married. But married to whom? *** Once upon a time, the Devil fell in love with one of the King's many wives. One night he went to her room disguised as her husband and made love to her. She got pregnant with his child. Knowing this The King ordered her execution believing his wife cheated on him, but then the Devil appeared to the king making him a deal. In exchange for great power for his Kingdom, the King will let his wife Sire The Devil's Child. The King who was greedy for power agrees to the deal and his Kingdom becomes one of the most powerful Kingdoms and the Devil's Child the seventh Prince of the Kingdom. Being a princess probably sounds nice. A life full of luxury, beautiful dresses and nice shoes but for Hazel, there is nothing nice about being a princess. She can never go outside the palace, she can never have friends, she can never eat or say or wear whatever she wants and she can never choose the person she is going to marry. Soon she's getting married to a man she has never met, a prince rumored to be Son of the Devil. *Mature content.

**COMPLETED AND UNDERGOING EDITING** Note: The title's not a typo. His fingers traced up my arms as I steadily backed away, stopping only when I felt the wall. His feather light touch sent satisfying shudders down my spine. He leaned in and kissed my collarbone and slowly moved up, leaving a trail of kisses behind. I hissed and reached up to stop him. "Ash!" I chastised. He looked into my eyes with his own, the blue in his glazed over with desire, "Hm?" "We can't. Not now." He let out a low whimper, "Then when?" He'd never been so persistent before. It was the wine. What if your kingdom was on the verge of destruction, and the only thing that you could do to stop it is marry an intolerant, rudimentary, blue-blooded man who you detested since birth? The king of Sedalia has passed away, bringing two kingdoms on the verge of war. Evelyn must marry Prince Ashton in order for him to take over the kingdom as the rightful heir. How will this arrangement work out, if at all? Will Evelyn succeed with all the duties of being Queen, nonetheless being the wife of a highnASS?

Third Book and Sequel to 'Show Me Your Submission'. Jack is back. Under Kate's guidance, Jack begins to finally learn what it truly means to be a Submissive. When things suddenly take a dark turn. Trevor's new Master isn't just anyone. He's the Master of Dominion and he has got his eyes on Jack. However, Jack isn't the only one in trouble. This Master is playing for keeps and it's going to take 'The Master Of Submission' to turn the tables. It's time to see who is really in control.

She was on the floor looking straight down at her feet. How could this happen to her, how could her family been in so much trouble that she would be traded into a world for slaves. She would never forget the day she was handed over by her own parents to a cold man. But that was when she was 5 and now she older, way older. She had to get over it and move on, but how couldn't someone get over something like this? She would forever be a slave.

This is how the world works, I've been in slavery my hole life. It's all about money in this world and that's something my family didn't have, I'm a maid in the Mccartan's house.

| POETRY | ROMANCE | MUSLIMLOVE | -------------------------- most impressive rankings {HOT LIST} 5(rank) #poet 10(rank) #poetry ------------------------- You are enveloped in guilt poet, so you ink words, so short and too little. You attempt to expose secrets, yet you ink words, so short and too little? You fear getting caught, so you ink riddles, so short and too little. You struck me speechless, inking lies and that too, little by little. @Niqabi_secrets HABITS OF POETS; A book, in which @Niqabi_secrets has poured out her feelings, her thoughts, rants through a plain noun. POETRY -noun- literary work in which the expression of feelings and ideas is given intensity by the use of distinctive style and rhythm; poems collectively or as a genre of literature. ---------------------------- (A/N): Give it a try, hopefully something not to disappoint. Above all, No plagiarism. In short, no leniency & you'll be reported instantly. -------------------------------- « DO VOTE & ENCOURAGE NIQABI TO UPLOAD MORE FREQUENTLY » ------------------------------ started : JAN 2018 status : on - going

Mayenna Margaret is a young and beautiful woman. She is very successful as a dance teacher. She is a dancer herself. One thing Mayenna has always wanted, is a husband. A husband to have kids with her at least. She wants a family, ever since she was a little girl. When she finally gets the chance to be a mom, she takes it, even though it may have been too soon.

He pinned her to the wall by grabbing her arm and stood too close to her. So close that their noses and foreheads were touching. "You look hurt, Maira. Your eyes are reflecting your pain. Is it because you are finally realizing your feelings for me?" Hearing his words, Maira felt a shiver run down her spine. She gathered some courage and looked into his eyes, daringly. "I will never fall for you, Arim. Never ever" she whisper with determination, glaring at him. His grip on her hand was gentle but strong enough to not let her move. "But I Will Make You Mine, This Is My Promise" he said with a playful smirk, his voice as determined as hers. His eyes held so many emotions of love, hurt, jealousy, pain and the most important one, passion. Passion for her. She twisted her hand in an attempt to loosened his grip. His hot breathes fell on her forehead, making her heart flutter and she almost forgot to free herself. His innerself shivered when she lowered her eyes, making her long eyelashes brush against his cheekbones. *** Arim Singh Bharadwaj, grandson of one of the richest persons in India. Very polite by nature. He can buy anything in the world still, he longs for something. LOVE. His first love; Maira. He loved her from the time when he doesn't even know the meaning of it. Maira Singhal, daughter of a rich industrialist. Very stubborn by nature. Life is nothing but a competition for her. Her only goal in life is to win, either by hook or by crook. She is a confused soul when it comes to the subject of 'Love'. Her priority is her family and friends. She never cares about others emotions. Will Arim ever be able to make Maira fall for him?? Find out what happens when these two worlds colloids. *COMPLETED* Started on 21st January 2017 Completed on 4th March 2018 * Warning: Don't read. Needs to be rewritten or at least editing.

Addison Gregory was always an obedient child. She did everything her parents asked of her, no questions. To them she was a breathing object to be used and controlled for their own gain. When her parents careful planning causes trauma to Addison's life, she becomes no use to them in the state she's in. They ship her to her aunt's for the summer to recover; not wanting to deal with the fallout. When Addison arrives, Liam can't help but be drawn to the beautiful girl with haunted eyes. He finds himself with countless questions and vows to find answers and help Addison by the end of the summer. Why is she so afraid? Why does she scream at night? Why can't she be touched? Why can't she talk? But mostly he wants to know the horrible thing that happened to her to make her so damaged and empty. Will he be able to find out just how many secrets she hides in the silence before the end of the summer? Join Addie and Liam on the path to recovery and discovery of each other, themselves and the simple joys of life. ChickLit - 15 Romance- 51