Twenty-two year old Hazel K. Langston made a bad decision back when she was 16 years old. Thinking the decision wouldn't affect her in the future, Hazel kept the aftermath a secret. Little did she know, her bad decision came right back to her 6 years later.

Back in the victorian era no woman had the choice to choose whom they'd marry nor choose at what age. Sixteen year old Roselle married 21 year old Denver Lavoís (La-vo-á), just 3 days after an arranged meet by Denver's wealthy folks. Roselle thought she'd found the perfect man but after the groom's parents were mysteriously killed, the couple inherited their millions. She wanted to help the poor. He wanted to keep it all to himself including his under aged wife. Even if it meant abusing her and bringing deadly misfortune to those willing to help Roselle escape.

GOING THROUGH EDITING!!!!! [Book 2 in the Carter Brother Series *can be read separately*] Rated R Novel (only some chapters are Rated R). Katy Dixon escaped her vicious 'husband' that day only to stumble upon Mason Carter's BDSM Club. Call it fate, call it coincidence, Mason doesn't care. It doesn't matter, especially since he has no intention of letting his mate go and for anybody. Somewhere along the lines of resisting the brooding Carter man and protecting herself, she finds herself doing the one thing she'd never thought she could again-love. But love is a battlefield and if Mason wants Katy, he's going to have to fight long and hard for her.

August caught Alani at a very awful time in her life, when there was no happiness what so ever. She is deeply depressed and suicidal. But then he comes to save the day and then some. Will everything be okay? Can she Stay Awake? (This book is dedicated to ones suffering from depression)

He pulled me closer to him as my breath hitched in my throat. His looks could kill anyone who got near him. He pressed his lips next to my ear. "I don't care anything about you.... You saw what you saw and you can't leave" He pulled away from me, walking out the kitchen, leaving me in here. I think they were right, he does have a cold heart....

After having her heart broken by the boy she'd been in love with her whole life, Brimmy Somell decides to take a little...vacation. Little does she know, it turns out to be much more permanent than she had originally thought. After meeting tall, sexy, and mysterious Marcello Pietro, Brimmy finds herself having to make a life-changing decision and putting herself in a dangerous position she'd never imagined to be in. °•°●°•°●°•°●°•° "I love you." He says with no hesitation. It takes a moment for my hazy mind to catch up. I'm still in a daze, mesmerized by his perfections, and the deep dimple set in his cheek. I blink, "What?" "Don't make me say it again." He says, sounding frustrated, but I catch the hint of embarassment in his voice as he runs his hand through his hair and takes a step back. I grab a hold of the neckline to his shirt and yank him back within close proximity of me. "What if I want you to say it again?" I ask, studying his eyes. "Isn't it enough that I said it once?" He scowls, trying to pull back, but I restrain him from doing so. "Nope. Just say it one more time and I'll be satisfied." I state bravely, feeling a boost of confidence I didn't have earlier. He glances down, then looks back up into my eyes, allowing me to spot the vulnerability and uncertainty he feels. "I love you." He says, putting more strength in his voice than he looks to have. I grin, pulling him in for a kiss, but right before I do, I say the one phrase that will seal my fate, "I love you too, big, bad mafia boss." ••••• The story may be rough but the comment section makes up for it. ••••• Word count: 51,173 ••••• Written and published 2018-2019

Blair Jacobson's life was a joke. She was never liked by any of her peers and bullied ever since she could remember. She had one friend, when he turns on her and makes her life a more miserable place until Blair takes a knife to her wrists. Her mother sent her away for 2 years to live with her Aunt in Texas. She joins a gang and becomes the baddest fighter in Texas. When Blair comes back cause of a job she was sent to do she finds herself in a battle between families. Families that were so close and loving until she left. What happens to her and her family? Will she finally heal old scars or bust them wide open for the whole town?

The final part in "The Whore" series. Warning- very mature. You will want to read the first book otherwise this one will not make sense. ------------------------- "I slowly peeled my soaked shirt off and stood in front of him in my bra and trousers. I watched him study every inch of my skin before he gave an approving purr. I wanted to jump him right then and there but I knew he would not have it, not when he was trying to take care of me. I crawled on top of him and enjoyed the feeling of my hips against his. He was hard, but I knew he was also extremely stubborn. That's one of the many reasons I fell in love with him. I felt my hunger began to strike when I looked at his neck. My lips felt dry and even when my tongue swiped them, I needed more moisture. Elijah brought his hand to the back of my head and pushed me down into the crook of his neck. I didn't waste any time biting into his smooth skin and drinking from him. I felt his body relax into mine and he sighed- he always loved feeding me".

"I was taken into a room that one would use to entertain guests in. It was a massive dining hall draped in red curtains and dazzling black marble floors. It was beautiful. I only hoped it wouldn't be the place where my life was taken yet again by the man whom I loved oh so dearly. Just as that thought came to mind, I saw him. He was sitting on a throne in the front of the hall. He wore a black button down, silky shirt with pants just as dark. His hair had gotten longer, his lips fuller. His eyes, however, were not foreign. I had looked into those eyes so many times I had all the little blue specs memorized. He was beautiful but cold. Power radiated from him so deeply that it sent a shiver across my spine. I wanted to know the man infront of me; I wanted to love him. But I was no fool, he was different. Darker. Stronger. Colder. Elijah stood up and made his way towards me. If I had the ability to breathe, I would have held my breath. He was so gorgeous but yet so cruel. Surely made by the devil himself. He stood only a few inches away from me, looking down at my face. I watched his eyes as they scanned all my features. Only when they made their way back up to my eyes did he speak. "Undress yourself", he demanded."

(Highest Ranking #76 in Romance) Chiara is a journalist. A good one. For the world to know that, all she needs is a scoop. Her instincts tell her that the Riders of Tyr have a few stories to offer to the public and she decides to expose them. Will her undercover act work or will she be caught by a tall, silent Rider with consequences she never saw coming? Ironhand is a soldier. A good one. All he needs is peace and quiet and for others to leave him the hell alone. But when the club is threatened by a journalist, he has to obey his King and take care of the problem. An enticing problem that won't shut up. Not all love stories start with flowers and romance.