Ivy Glenn was a small town girl, ready to embark on a new career thousands of miles from the home and ideals that stifled her all of her life. Fresh from college, she had been given the opportunity of a lifetime by snagging the coveted title of Project Manager for a prestigious east coast advertising agency, Wallace Advertising. She had grand ideas for herself as well as the man she would be working for; Aiden Wallace. Ivy was told that her predecessor was severely lacking in motivational skills and the department had suffered for it. She was going to whip it into shape but little did she know her new boss would be the one doing the whipping. Aiden Wallace was from money, old money. He used it as much as he needed to for business purposes but truth be told he hated it. It drew people to him and their intentions were not always good. His brain isn't wired as others are. He needs something extra from his relationships. Other than his best friend, Jensen Woods, and those women lucky enough to be chosen, his predilections remained hidden beneath his well tailored suit. Will Ivy be able to keep her distance or will she be like a moth to the flame, Icarus flying too close to the sun? Will she reject him when she learns of his lifestyle or will it be exactly what she wants and desires?

[MATURE CONTENT] I pushed her up against the wall making her squeal in delight. It had, by now become my favorite sound. "No, Lucas we really shouldn't keep doing this!" she managed hoarsely. "You say that every time." "I know bu-" I cut her off slamming my lips into hers once again enjoying the sweet taste of her cherry lip balm. I sucked on her bottom lip moving to her neck, sucking and kissing the soft light brown skin leaving bright red hickeys. "Luke... Don't!" she shuttered. "Mmm," I chuckled "I like when you say my name like that." Lucas James moves into the city to pursue his dream career as a journalist but is instead given the job as a paper organizer at a small publishing company. Distressed, he goes to his friends' small nightclub where he accidentally spills a drink on K'aori Joyner, a young woman with a secret identity.

#285 in Random- May 9, 2017 She was free as his assistant. All of that changed when she stepped into his dark kingdom. Little did she know that her boss was the king of pleasure.

My name is Jazmine Miller. I'm 17 in the 12th grade. My parents and I live in a big house in Atlanta Georgia. I have one best friend Charlie. he's 17 too. We both go to Hudson high school. It's a new semester after Christmas break when everyone starts talking about the new teacher mr. Kingsley. Thy say he's super handsome. I don't care until I realize I have 3 classes with him and we have 4 classes a day...... Which means I'll be seeing him everyday. I hope he doesn't mind....

Mason was an awkward fresh-out-of-highschool kid. She'd always been shy and withdrawn and never really spoke to anyone. Little did she know that it was all going to change when a group of soldiers return home from the war in a small military town in Alaska. One strong soldier would change her perspective on things, and show her a new world she never knew existed.

Caution: This story contains some consensual BDSM(Bondage, Discipline, Sadism, Masochism). Read with caution. --- When Maria Delsante attends a BDSM meeting, hoping to research the topic for her next book, she never expects to meet Sylvester Jackson. A man who sets her body on fire. Much to her surprise, their meeting continues in a broken down elevator, followed by rope, handcuffs, and a little bit of murder. ---- 1m reads - Dec 06, 2019 #2 - New Adult tag - Nov 9th, 2019 #1 - Masters tag - June 8th, 2019 #1 - hotguys tag - Feb 20, 2019 #61 - Love tag - Jan 12, 2019 400k reads - Jan 3rd, 2019 200k reads - Nov 24, 2018 #3 - NewAdult tag - Nov 17, 2018 100k reads - Nov 09, 2018 #4 - Dare tag - Oct 17, 2018 Story started: August 2018 Story completed: November 2018 Image purchased from Canva

She looked up, tears drenching her dark eyelashes. She sees him in the obsidian shadows of the room. A scream is stuck in her throat, unable to erupt from her mouth. She tries to turn and run, but as she moves her feet and takes a step, muscly arms encircle her waist. She feels her body lift above the ground, and seconds later her back slams against the wall. His fingers dig into her wrists, making her feel a stinging pain shoot up her arms. Her eyes are shut tight. 'Open your eyes'. She keeps them shut. 'Open your eyes, angel'. Her head is twisted to side, wanting to melt into the wall. His broad chest pressed up against every inch of her skin. He slams her against the wall again, making her yelp in pain, 'I SAID OPEN YOUR EYES!' She opens them slowly and looks at his face. She can see his eyes, black pools of emotion. Obsession. Lust. Possessiveness. Desire. Love. Dominance. Angelica Ziva Kareem. A beautiful, young woman, who aspires to complete her degree in Medicine. Her dream? To travel the world, to be free and to help those in need. Gabriel Dominic Rodrigo. Handsome, dark, possessive. Rich and hard working to the world above. Monster to the underworld. His life? What he wants, he gets. And he has his eyes set on little Angelica.

Willow was 18 years old when her father sold her to the billionaire Nathanial North he is cold ruthless and mean. Can she survive with him or will she be lost in the process