**COMPLETED** Olivia is homeless and is doing her best to survive on the cruel streets of New York City. She has managed to surround herself with some really great friends but what she can't control is fate. Fate led her to Ethan Grant, a ruthless crime boss who's very presence put her in harm's way. He gets her off the streets but what are his true intentions? Will he truly protect her or does he have other plans for Olivia? This is a sampling of the first twenty chapters of Ethan's Empire - Laying Down the Rules. The full length book can be purchased on Amazon in either Ebook or Paperback format.

******* "Is this what you want Angel?" Axel panted, trailing his lips up my neck to my face. I shivered when I felt his lips start sucking at a spot on my neck. "Come on, tell me this is what you want Mia because I don't think I can keep myself away from you anymore." His voice was deep and laced with desire, his eyes searched mine for permission. I found myself nodding my head, letting him know this was what I wanted, his lips on mine. I nearly passed out when I felt his teeth pull at my bottom lip, gently biting down on it "Use your words Mia." Axel whispered. "I need to hear you say it." He groaned. "I want you to kiss me." ******* Mia Morrison was a girl that was believed to be made out of steel or at least that's what everyone thought. After her mothers death, seventeen year old Mia had been jumping from one foster home to another since she was seven. That was until Child Protection Services remove Mia from a drunk abusive couple, and shipped her halfway across the county, her life just might take a turn for the better. But sharing the same roof with nine other people can be stressful. It's even more stressful when five of them are boys. And it's pretty much unbearable when two of them develop feelings for you. But can Mia overcome her troubled past and allow herself to fall in love? ******* ⇥TcF1vP9V⇤

Primrose Cadence : shy, naive, obedient She's the type of girl parents wished for in their daughters ; guys wanted as a girlfriend and girls envied to be. But one thing is in her way of gaining those titles, herself. Although Rosie has her feisty side, she was too innocent, too shy and too naive to believe it. No wonder why everyone thinks she lives the 'perfect' life. But what happens when she is taken from her oh so 'perfect' life? / / / / / Alessandro Blackwood : rough, demanding, possessive He's the type of person the bravest of them all fear ; who guys envied to be and who girls died to be with. He's the leader of the very much feared gang known as the The Night Wanderers. Alessandro killed like it was the most natural thing to do, used girls as if they were tissues and protecting those he cared about with all of him. But what happens when his gang brings to him the most precious object he has ever seen? COPYRIGHTED © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

"You like this, don't you?" Sam grins, running his tongue over his lip ring. "You're turned on by it." "Please," I wave my hand in dismissal. "You are," he accuses, his voice light. He does it again. I can't look away. "Stop." "Why should I? Little Miss 'I hate everyone at Ryder' really does find me irresistible. Who am I to deny her?" Sam's voice has something of an edge to it and my eyes snap to his. "'Little miss 'I hate everyone at Ryder', huh?" I ignore the second part of his jab. "That's right." I lean against my wardrobe, crossing my arms over my chest. "There's only a few people at Ryder I really can't stand, and you're at the top of my list." Sam's eyes narrow on me. "Is that so?" He turns from the mirror and takes a step in my direction. I refuse to back down, tilting my chin up to keep his gaze as he crowds into my space. His eyes hold mine until he's close enough that I can feel the warmth of his breath over my cheeks and his focus shifts to my mouth. He runs his tongue over the lip ring again, and I feel my own lips part slightly as he does it, my breath coming a little faster. My stomach is pulsing with a mix of nervousness and something I'm not totally ready to admit to myself. ---- Logan Grey's a 16 year-old girl with a penchant for Bob Dylan and running long distances. When her father dies suddenly, she and her best friend come up with a scheme to keep her from moving to her grandparents' Ohio estate: two years of boarding at her Connecticut hometown's highly renowned prep school. But a fluke lands Logan in a room with Ryder Academy's hottest, baddest boy and it's pretty obvious they're not going to get along. At least until Sam Evans and his sexy-as-hell lip ring saunter into her life, upending everything she thought she knew. [This story contains strong language and sexual content. You've been warned!]

"Do you really want me, all of me? I'm not like other werewolves or vampires. I can't mark you, I can't fully shift into wolf form, I have a beast inside of me, Genevieve. Is that what you really want?" *****Best Ranking: #1 Vampire 5/13/2015 **** ((ROUGH DRAFT))

"I said look at me," he growled as he grabbed my arm from the Gamma in a vice grip. I winced and finally looked up to his stunning grey eyes. 'Mate!' my wolf yipped happily, although she was very weak she got to sound very excited, but I didn't. I didn't want a mate, one that I am putting in danger. Those people said they would find me no matter where I ran to, I couldn't put my mate or his pack in danger. My wolf whimpered knowing it was the truth. "Kitten," my mate purred, before he growled, "mine!" softly as he let go of my arm and lightly touched my cheek, now I felt the sparks firing on my skin. 'Kitten? Was this guy for real?! Did it look like I had whiskers and meowed?' I mentally scolded at him.

"I, Bella Colburn, rej-" In an instant, Lucian slammed his fist through the wall next to Bella's head. Her knees gave out from the surprise and sheer terror that ripped through her body. She collapsed to the ground and desperately tried to keep her sobs from escaping, but all she managed to do was struggle to breathe. She clamped a shaky hand over her mouth as tears streamed down her face as she stared at the ground in submission. "Say those words again and I will find everyone you've ever cared about and rip their hearts out right in front of you before locking you in the cellar with their dead bodies." With that said, Lucian stomped out of the room. Bella didn't have to check to know those doors were locked. She stayed there, a crumpled mess on the floor, and sobbed for all she was worth. Her mate was a monster. *** Bella has been hiding in the human world for too long now but after her second mating ceremony, she's forced back into werewolf society. With a dangerous emotionally crippled Alpha as her new mate, the ever prevalent pressures to conform, and surviving this new pack and all it's members Bella wonders why it seems the Moon Goddess hates her. Follow Bella as she defies it all- including her mate- to usher wolves into a new era.

THIS STORY IS GOING TO BE EDITED! IF YOU HAVE ALL READY READ THIS STORY I SUGGEST YOU JUST ARCHIVE IT BECAUSE I WILL CHANGE LOTS OF THINGS IN IT! ALSO I WANT TO RE-WRITE IT ALL THEN POST IT! *Warning Mature Content* For mature audiences only!* Charlie is a shy, quiet, sweet, and innocent girl. Until she comes across these dreams that involve werewolves. She doesn't know what they mean so she goes to tell her mother how strange it was. They only just started one month ago and she got a little curious. Her mother just told her that it is probably just something in the back of her head and that everything will be fine. Yet right when she comes home from her last day of school Charlie's mom tells her that they are moving to Crescent, a small town in Rhode Island next to a beach. It is very small and no one has ever heard of it before. As she moves there her mother tells Charlie shocking news that she is a werewolf and now has to learn her new ways around life. As all this hits her like a ton of bricks she is sitting in her new favorite café she found in her new town and finds her mate, Ryder, which just so happens to be a possessive, controlling, and very easily angered Alpha. She can't stay away from him and he refuses to let her go. Charlie is now in a position where she can't control herself around him. Just by his touch she melts and feels weak. And Ryder is taking full advantage! He loves the way she obeys his every word and is so submissive to him, but she can't help it. Charlie is blinded by love and lust just as much as Ryder is. And they can't keep there hands off of each other. Charlie is so confused about these new feelings that she has never felt before. She has very naughty thoughts about her mate and wants him to do very bad things to her and she doesn't understand.... Read to figure out what happens between the two lovely couple Charlie and Ryder. And figure out their sexy, lustful, and romantic story along the way ;

| 18+ | Damian looked so different with his shirt off and a crop in his hand. He felt more real: no longer wearing the mask of the good doctor, he was the Exorcist, the master over my wildest fears, the stones on the shore over which my ocean of madness could crash without fear. He trailed the crop over my throat, down my chest. "Your demons have not been playing nicely," he said, a warning in his tone. Goosebumps prickled up my arms as the smooth leather teased over my navel. "No, sir. They haven't. They don't much like you." He grinned, and it was such a wicked sight that my stomach clenched up with desire. I desperately wanted to feel those teeth, the softness of those lips. Patience was nearly impossible. "I must admit I don't much like them either," he growled. "Turn around. Hands on the wall. Spread your legs." I obeyed, my breath catching in my throat. I felt him lean close, his breath hot on my neck as he left kisses along my hairline. "But they don't own your body, do they, darling? Who owns this body?" "I do, sir." My breathing shuddered. The crop tapped between my thighs. "That's right. And who have you chosen to give your body to?" "To you, sir." × × × 18 year old Samara Garfield is on the run - from her past, from her desires, from the wicked voices in her head. Everything seems to be catching up with her when she meets Damian Hearst, a doctor with perverted desires of his own. With a legion of demonic beings eager to overtake her, the good doctor may indeed be the only one who can save her. But as their dark pasts become ever more entangled and hope for salvation begins to fade, can love grow in the face of death? × Highest Rankings × #1 in Steampunk #1 in Kinky #40 in Horror

"W-Who a-are you" I stuttered out, my nervous feeling getting the best of me. The very attractive boy stood 6 foot 5, towering over me. He had brown hair, that was slightly spiked up, he had piercing green eyes. He started smirking and then he took his hand up cupping my cheek, where I immediately felt sparks, all the way down to my toes. "You're mine, mio amore" He growled out, with a very very sexy italian accent, making me knees feel like jelly. his voice was laced with possessiveness, and i didnt really needed to know what his words meant cuz it hit me, that this sexy creature in front of me was my mate.