"Come here" He spoke calmly but I heard the underline tone. "N-no I'm fine here..." "COME HERE NOW" He shouts at me and I pick myself up the ground and walk over to him slowly. When I'm about two feet away he growls and pulls on my arm and tugs hard and I fall onto his lap. "Explain" He says in my ear. Shit. Lyra Wright is an "innocent", clumsy determined 22 year old and is taken hostage by one of the most powerful men in america after seeing something she shouldn't have. But she had already seen to much. Landon Piece is a powerful and well know business man and wakes up to find that his father's men had secured a girl who was beautiful and far to alluring and familiar for his cold heart's liking. But can he stay away. Can either stay away when one last big secret is revealed. A secret that was heavier than Landon could carry but one Lyra had been holding for far to long.

"You're the only thing that I have ever truly loved," he states, leaning in closer. I try to scoot away, but he corners me on the bed, placing his body over mine. "Get off me!" I exclaim, angrily. "I'm not who you think I am. That can't be possible." His face comes closer to mine as he pins my wrists to the bed. "It is possible. I loved you for three, short, human years, and then you left me. Now that I have you back, though, I will never let that happen again." ***** Salem's earliest memories were of her parents preforming odd rituals. She never really understood anything they said in them, but she would always sit in the middle of the big, circled, star and giggle. At age 10, both of her parents died. She was thrown into foster care. Without them around to explain to her exactly what the rituals meant, Salem was never told that she was a sacrifice to a demon king in exchange for all the money they could ever ask for. On her 20th birthday, at the stroke of midnight, the demon king finally comes for her. She is completely unaware of the situation, and she begins to try her best at resisting his advances, but he is very possessive, very persuasive, and very determined to claim what is rightfully his.

"I suggest you follow me right now unless I have to throw you over my shoulder." His hot breath fanned over my neck and all my nerves froze. "And I won't be very happy if it comes to that and trust me you will not like me when I'm angry." Shit. ************************************************* Mavison Pierce is the daughter of a billionaire and is reckless and follows no rules and with a temper as short as she is. She also can't help the attraction to her possessive new guard. Hunter Spades is her new body guard and is as ready as he is to protect his new charge as he is to bring her to bed. But he can't do that. It would be breaking the rules. And he always followed the rules.

"You are mine baby doll and no one can take you away from me." I saw her after her dance class. She looked exhausted and tired. And innocent. Oh so innocent. She had to be mine. She must be mine. **** Stephen Ripper gets what he wants and if he doesn't get what he wants, people get hurt. So when he sees the girl of his dreams he has to have her. So what does he do? He kidnaps her. COPYRIGHT 2017© ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Ranked in Romance: #861 (11/10/17) #445 (11/12/17) #233 (11/17/17) #179 (11/19/17) #147 (11/22/17) #110 (11/20/17) #96 (12/8/17) #67 (1/6/18)

Sam is the most promising swordsman among this year’s crop of Paladin trainees...and knows it. Brash, cocky, and unbeatable with a sword (well, almost), Sam is the kingdom of Thule’s best hope against the violence wrought by demons. The only problem is that Sam is really Lady Samantha, daughter of the seventeenth Duke of Haywood, and if her father has his way, she’ll be marrying a Paladin, not becoming one. But Sam has never held much interest in playing damsel-in-distress, and so she rescues herself from a lifetime of boredom and matrimonial drudgery. Pity that Tristan Lyons, the Paladin assigned to train her, is none other than the hero of her childhood. He hasn’t recognized her as Lady Samantha--yet-- but if he does, he’ll take away her sword and send her packing. Sam is not the only trainee hiding secrets: Braeden is a half-demon with a dark past that might be unforgivable. Sam, Braeden and Tristan set out for the western coast, charged with rooting out an infestation of demons that has made the West unlivable. As they travel, they uncover a deep-seated corruption of power that threatens to derail everything they stand for. Rebellion stirs, led by a rival faction of warriors who tempt Sam to join them with an irresistible offer. A war between men is coming, and Sam must pick a side. Will saving the kingdom cost her life -- or just her heart? Reminiscent of Mulan, but with a medieval fantasy twist, Paladin is a tale of adventure, action, and romance.

Phoenix watched her closely, his eyes darting down to her tongue that poked out briefly to wet her lips. He was being unwaveringly blunt, but that was just him. He wanted this girl; he knew that now. He was over being cautious and considerate- he didn't care about that shit anymore. Soft, beautiful, and sweet, Penelope was everything he wasn't-everything he shouldn't have; it was ironic, but it was also all the more reason why he craved her. • Book 2 in Dominant Series

Enid is moving across the world to attend university. Away from all that she knows, she soon finds herself at the center of three men's unyielding attention. Three men who are her professors. Inexperienced and innocent, she is the exact opposite of these dark, possessive men. And she is everything they've always wanted.

This story is of an uncommon romance between Lilith and Jasper. Lilith grew up in an abusive household. Watching her mother get abused verbally and physically made her vow to stay away from all romance and emotional attachment. Jasper, an innocent and well raised young man comes across Lilith when Jasper is hired as a tutor. Fascinated with Lilith and her pessimistic view of life, Jasper finds his days filled with thoughts of her.

"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.