"You're hurting me..." I whispered. But his grip only got tighter as the pain got even more crucial. "It's what you get for stopping the party yesterday," Liam said. "I needed to," I murmured under my breath in the hopes that he would hear the weakness in my voice and let me go. But at last, it was only hoped that made me think that way. He didn't let go; he wouldn't let go until he taught a firm lesson. No matter how many times I ask and plead for forgiveness, he is never going to go until he is satisfied. "Were you jealous that you weren't invited? Is that why you had to sabotage the whole thing, uh?" he bit his teeth, his voice getting angrier and his hold on me crushing. "Ow.. please...," I said tears rolling down my eyes. He didn't say anything this time just watched me cry, and I could basically see the smirk forming on his lips in slow motion. This is what he wanted for me as if it was never enough for him to see me like this. I waited for him to say something anything, but instead, he let me go aggressively and pushing past me hard, causing me to lose balance and fall to the marble floor. I looked up to see everyone watching me struggle to get up. No one came to help, and I didn't expect them to they watched and laughed and even filmed, but no one came to my rescue. - The fake smiles, laughter, friends I am getting sick of it all. I always felt like I didn't belong anywhere with him gone. It was even worse. It was pathetic that I thought it's okay I will get through this, but I am slipping away falling slowly. The only reason I am still holding on is for my family. But he hurts me, bullies me, breaks me in ways I can't even describe. He has become the worst nightmare, and I can't wake up from it. There is no helping me from his sick and twisted games. After all, he believes I was the reason for the death of his best friend. But I have to hold on only one more year till I don't have to see him anymore. I need to survive as an outcast...

Highest Rank: #21 in Action "My gang runs like a pack." Luca growled in my face, "I'm the alpha. You do what I tell you do to, not what you want." I glared at him hard. This was a far cry from the collected and calm man I met the first day in the hospital. He grabbed me by my collar, lifting me so our faces were close together. I thrashed and clawed at the fabric tightening around my neck. "You can keep up this act all you want, kitten. But in the end I'll always win. In the end you'll submit." He seethed before dropping me to the ground like a rag doll.

Rosalie William had been homeschooled her whole life. Ever since the kidnapping attempt when she was 4 years old, her parents had became overprotective and never let her out of the mansion. Now at 19 years old, she begged to go to college-to experience life and meeting new people. After a lot of pleading, they agreed under one condition-she would need a bodyguard. Jonathan Jones was the son of a billionaire. He was cut off-all his credit cards and bank accounts frozen-due to a huge disagreement with his father. Now, jobless, unemployed and broke, he found an easy job-babysitting and protecting an heiress. How hard could it be to babysit a spoiled princess? Jonathan thought. However, Rosalie was anything but what Jonathan expected. What happened when a sheltered shy timid girl met with an arrogant charming playboy while living under the same roof? Started: August 2019 Ended: Highest ranking #1 in Playboy (May 2022) #8 in Romance (Nov 2019) #5 in College (Nov 2019) #1 in Naive (Nov 2019) #1 in University (Nov 2019) #2 in Oppsitesattract (Nov 2019)

Never mistake kindness for flirting. And never mistake flirting for kindness. Suzanne usually spends every summer with her parents at their beach house in Florida. This year not only is she showing up late but she isn't just greeted by her parents, but by her dad's divorced best friend. Things are already changing for Suzanne but will Owen be a part of those changes?

"Excuse me?" I snapped. He gave a small jump but didn't turn to face me. It angered me that he didn't even have the decency to turn around. "What do you want?" He answered in a bored tone. "What I want is to know who the fuck you are and what your problem is." I snapped. He turned to face me and smiled at me."Why are you smiling?" I asked. "I'm smiling because I find it extremely funny that a little girl like you thinks she can yell at me." He said with a smirk. He looked me up and down making my cheeks burn. "I am not a little girl." I told him. He laughed and walked over to me. He put his flask down on the table behind me as backed me up against the wall. "Prove it." He said. He was inches away from my face. Before I realised what he meant he leaned forwards and kissed me.

"You are mine," He murmured across my skin. He inhaled my scent deeply and kissed the mark he gave me. I shuddered as he lightly nipped it. "Danny, you are mine and only mine, you understand?" Daniella Saunders had a pretty rough life. After being heartbroken and betrayed by both her father and her boyfriend, Danny moves to a small town to find the comfort of her mother. Everything is not what it seems and soon, Danny finds herself in the middle of a world she didn't even knew existed outside of fiction novels and movies. Not only does the town seem bizarre, but her senses heighten, her temper is out of control, and her hunger amplify. Throw in an arrogant, selfish, sexy, possessive player who didn't even want her in the first place, her life just seamlessly attract madness. Especially with those creepy threats coming from a "Silver Bullet", she can't keep still.

Quensilla is back, finally living her life with her adopted daughter there's only one problem. Money. Leaving everything in the past, she got an interview, moving on happily, but the past has other plans.

*Book one in the Hell's Company series* Lucifer was the brightest angel in Heaven, But in service of God, he was condemned to darkness. After thousands of years, the darkness took root inside him. ~ Ammi is a flame no one can extinguish Forged from God's holy fire to combat his darkness. A gift made for Lucifer. ~ He clucked his tongue disparagingly, shaking his head, "Tell me your full name." I groaned, running a hand down my face. "Fine. But I'm not explaining it to you." His face told me that I would if he wanted me to, but I soldiered on. "My full first name is Amirykal. Happy?" I muttered. His reaction took me completely by surprise. He blinked slowly at first, processing, then his face split into a wide grin and he threw back his head and laughed uproariously. I was hit with a wave of arousal at the sound of it-it was rumbling and husky, heating me up at the core. "What's so funny?" I grumbled, sure he was laughing at my expense. He looked down, that gorgeous grin still on his chiseled face, showcasing his lovely white teeth. "Oh, Kitten. Your name, Amirykal, do you know its meaning?" He asked, his voice sensual and erotic as he spoke my name. "No-I was found with that name." I answered struggling to keep my voice even as he slowly approached, like a predator would his prey. "Well, Love, I'll tell you. Amirykal means 'gift', or, more exactly, 'a gift from God'." He purred as he got closer and closer, so there was barely a foot between us. "And why is that funny?" I had a very hard time focusing on the conversation at hand with him at this proximity, using that lovely tone. "Because, Amirykal, I am Lucifer. And God made you to be mine." *HIGHEST RANKS*: #1 in Paranormal #2 in Supernatural #7 in Werewolf* *Takes many liberties on Biblical stories and has graphic violence and adult content. Please do not read if such things offend you.*

Where a dangerous mafia boss falls deeply in love with a sweet, innocent, young girl.

One bet started it all, how will it end? Betting is the way of life for Liam Gold. He never backs down from anything. He guesses he gets that from his mother. When a new girl begins living in his house, he can't complain other then the fact that she's not interested in him one bit. Then, his friend bets him to make the girl fall in love with him, he can't resist ;) Second book of It Was Just a Kiss