~~~~~~ " Listen here David ," She said with her green eyes lit with anger, " You need to stop acting like a possesive man and let me breath." " Why?" I asked to annoy her more. She liked getting on my nerves and now it was my turn. " Because I'm not your fucking girlfriend." She screamed and I smirked. I bent down to her ear and whispered, " The moment you entered my office, you became mine, so fuck being girlfriend or not." I said inching closer to her until I grazed her lips with mine. Time to tease what was mine. ~~~~~~~~~ 8 months are done since David Faverly fell into Coma. And in the span of eight months, almost everything has changed. His mother has gotten frail with worry. His cousin and best friend is becoming a father. His business has become bigger and better and Her, She has become more beautiful. And now resisting her will be more difficult because she's become more wild and more daring. And so he'll have no choice but to procure her by Force.

***MATURE CONTENT*** 18+ ONLY Morgan Summers loses her long time job at a book store, leaving her with a pile of bills and rent due. She has no choice but to apply for a job a bar with her best friend Liv to make ends meet... But the owner is nothing like what she expected. Tyler Rhoades is brooding, mad at the world, and likes to take out his emotions on the people around him. Will Morgan let Tyler walk all over her like she does everyone else? Or will they break eachother's walls down.... This is a fun filled adventure of emotions, alcohol, and lust filled outbursts.

CURRENTLY IN THE PROCESS OF BEING REWRITTEN!

Warning: Mature Audiences Only!! -Strong Sexual Content -R-rated language -Adult situation This book is a ROMANCE, no matter how terrifying it may look at first. *** DESCRIPTION *** "I'll fucking slit your throat, you lying cunt. I don't have to burn you alive, I'll murder you with my own bare hands. I'll enjoy it, too. Laugh my ass off while you drown in your own blood, you're worthless and pathetic." He spat, his body shaking with uncontrollable rage. I felt my windpipes being crushed, tears welded in my eyes as I choked. I gasped for air, "well...someone d-didn't eat breakfast this morning. You're just Cuckoo for Coco P-Puffs." His massive hands tightened around my throat, shaking my body violently as his knuckles turned white with force, his beautiful face turned completely sinister with anger. Black spots darted in my vision, consuming my sight as they grew. My head started to feel light and airy as I began choking to death. His voice shook with rage, "What. Are. You." He seethed. His red eyes wide with fury. "I'm Batman." I choked, as I blacked out. *** 18 years ago, a baby girl was born, but she was born frail and weak. Her bones were delicate, and her heart could not beat on its own. The doctors told the mother that she would surely die within hours of her birth. Her mother prayed for something, anything to save her baby. The Devil answered. He saved her baby, and granted her the favor of life. With the mark of the Devil himself, branded into the smooth flesh of her skin. She had been claimed by the Devil, her fate sealed by the scar. But everyone knows... The Devil always comes to collect. ***

"Cora, whether you like it or not, you belong to me. You're mine! Do you understand that? I suggest you accept it because I won't allow you to decide otherwise. You see, in my world, life is like a game of chess, and darling...you've just became the queen, my main piece." "Well...It's a good thing I've never been fond of chess. In fact, I've always preferred monopoly." With that, I slammed my foot down on his, shoving him aside while running for the shut door. He was beyond mad. Looking over my shoulder, I smiled innocently up at his enraged expression and tense stance. "And luckily, I have a get out jail free card." _______________________________ C O P Y R I G H T. R E S E R V E D. Guilty for loving cliche possessiveness, control and jealousy, I decided to create my very own story involving just that. This is nothing professional or overly realistic. it's just a fun story filled with game playing, banter, romance and humour.

*WARNING: This book is extremely unorganized and unedited* "You knew what your dad was going to my family!!" I yelled snatching my arm out of his grip. "No I didn't. All i knew was that he was getting out." He said. "Besides let's not pretend that your family is innocent in all of this. THey were just going to let my father sit in jail." I shook my head. "Que i think we need to just stop this ..... whatever this is between us. We just need to let it go before things get too deep." "Fine." I said walked closer to her staring into her beautiful brown eyes. "Things between us are already too deep just to walk away." I said kissing her neck. We've gone through too much shit together to just cut all ties." I felt her shiver as my lips trailed up and across her jaw to her lips. "S-st-stop." She whispered as my hand trailed up her thigh as my other one gripped her ass. I pulled her into a deep kiss holding her close. Once I heard her moan I pulled away and with one last look I turned and headed to the door. I stopped right before leaving and looked at her. "I'll fallback and let you do you but I will be watching."

A hardworking, self centred, self righteous bitch and a lazy, erratic, impulsive idiot. Through a series of events Kensington and Hannah find themselves in mafia custody. Will this break them or will they find a Mafia Made Love? ********************************* "Kensington, run." That's all she needed to say to get me moving my legs. "What are we running from and where's our food?" I panted out. "Fuck the food! Just keep go-." That's all Hannah managed to get out before she went *SMACK* into a lamp post. "HANNAH, HANNAH, get up!" She's out cold. What do you do in a situation like this? I'm running away from God knows what and now this idiot best friend of mine has K.O'd herself. "Scusa, ragazza. You're coming with us." It was that sentence that I heard then pitch black for me... ******************************* (Formerly Teddy The Gangsta.) WARNING: EXPLICIT CONTENT AND LANGUAGE ALL THROUGHOUT! All Rights Reserved.

"Follow me," he said gruffly. "But I- ," I stopped when I saw the dark look he gave me. Instead I just looked down and quietly followed him. Once we reached his office I walked inside and immediately shuttered at the draft. Promptly the door slammed shut causing me to jump and it followed by the clicking of the lock. I swallowed the lump down my throat, an ounce of fear trickling through me. "What did I say about running?" He asked in a low, husky voice. "No running," whispered back, not sure if he heard. "And, do you remember what I said would happen next time I caught you running?" He asked. I nodded, my heart thumping extremely loudly in my chest. "Excellent, now bend over the desk," he ordered.