Redamancy (n) The act of loving the one who loves you; a love returned in full . . . Beau was a person who interested, and captivated me all at the same time, I don't know why he seemed sad, distort, mostly anything do with being complicated. He was the new student last year he always kept to himself never talking to anyone unless it was the teachers. He always watched my every move like a lion watching it's prey ready to feast. It's now the last year of high school and he still fascinates me after a year. The one thing I couldn't understand is why he always stared at me, at first I thought it was because he hated me with a passion but that's not it, he looks at me as if I'm the most precious thing in the world like he wanted to Cherish me, I don't think I've ever given him a reason to look at me like that, it scared me sometimes because I didn't understand the meaning of it. He stared with no emotion on his face but his eyes always told different. I've never had someone look at me with so much...love.

imagine being in your small apartment drinking coffee having a regular off day then a raging man bursted into your apartment claiming that he was your mate "You better be paying for my door bitch"

"He was a great lion and she was merely a gazelle. He was stalking her in the tall grass, crouching on his mighty hinges, his claws extended, his teeth bared. She sensed him, peered through the tall greenery for him but saw nothing, confusion clouding her senses. Was there nothing there? Was she merely guessing at nothing? Being deceived by her own fear and paranoia? Then she heard a growl, the sound of crunching grass growing near. But she could not run, it was too late, she was pounced on. And then she screamed, her cries ignored, for she was the prey of a predator, a meal for a starving creature." -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ife was gifted, she had sight and the ability to read eyes. She had been taught all her life that soul did not lie... Prince Fumnaya was filled with a growing idleness that he could not seem to fill. No amount of respect or bed partners could quite encompass the void he had in him....until the night he laid eyes on Ife. Moonlight bouncing off of soft brown skin tended to raise any man's libido but what he felt for her was so quick, so carnal, he had to have her. Ife had seen him before, in her dreams, dreams that haunted her constantly, his eyes called to her, beckoned her closer. Begging her to save him, to wash away the melancholy inside him, to brighten his view of the world. All her life, she thought she knew what she was to do, to save other, to give advice . But now that she has fallen into Fumnaya's explosively passionate haze of desire, she is lost. She wants to save him...the need is stronger than anything in the world but his sexual passion frightens her, for his need of her is far too great. Will he fall victim to his dull view on life, tarnishing his soul or will she finally realize that what he needs most in life is her?

Lily never wanted to go to her best friend's family reunion. She never wanted to stay with the hot-tempered, Caelum McGriffin. And she never wanted to fall in love with him. [this story is still under major editing so beware when reading.]

"I own you. I can treat you like shit if I want to cause you're mine." He says. That might be the nicest thing he has said to me in a long time. ---------------------------------------------------------- Cece Porter is madly in love with a guy who treats her like shit. well that's until she meets Dr. Matt Thorn... This is my first story so, DON'T CRITICIZE ME! I'M LEARNING! COMPLETED 01/15/17

Sequel to Mr. Sir Enjoy!

Two Awesome Stories Included *In My Best Announcer voice* BEWARE SERIAL KILLERS ARE MADE SEXY AND ENTICING IN THESE FICTIONAL TALES! PLEASE READ RESPONSIBLY!!! COME HITHER IF YOU DARE!!! 6 '3 with the body of a god and eyes that resemble gleaming diamonds, he was irresistible. But everything that glitters isn't gold and to love a man like him comes with a price...