Selene lives with her brother and his best friend, who she can't get along with. But a drunken mistake shows them maybe hate isn't the only thing between them, that is if they can get over the trials that stand in their way; namely each other.

Analeigh Kerrigan is chasing her dream of becoming one of the best figure skaters in the world. Zach Crawford is already living his dream of being the best ice hockey player. Their paths collide unexpectedly. But they have a lot of things in common. They both live on the skates. They both love the sound of their skates sliding against ice. And they both know the pain of falling down on the ice. Analeigh hides more than she shows to the world. She's a mystery and Zach sees her as a challenge. He wants to get her to open up her petals and bloom for him. And Zach Crawford is known for loving a good challenge.

Annabelle isn't your typical 17 year old werewolf. For starters she hasn't even shifted yet. Her parents believe that since she hasn't yet found her mate it might be what's causing the problem. So they send her away, to her grandparents pack where the soon-to-be mysterious Alpha is not yet mated.... What are the chances of him being the one? And even if he was....Even if she did fall hopelessly in love with him.... Would the betrayal be worth it in the end?

She's meant for him. Only for one night. R-rated scenes. Adults only, please --------------------------------------------------

Fiona Hartley is the woman he has feared since he could remember. She was spoiled and snobby but hauntingly beautiful. There's something Philip doesn't know and it's a shame he never takes the time to learn. Philip Hearthstone is the son of a man some call evil but others call a savior. He is a wealthy man who runs a billion dollar organization that recovers lost artifacts. Well, that is how he is known by the wealthy and greedy. To others he's just a business man that owns an extremely well know security firm. The kind that contracts men to do work for governments overseas. Usually in war torn countries. Philip grows tired of the chase. Always looking over his shoulder and being sent all over the world looking for treasures for his father. All Philip wants is a peaceful life. Of course fate would put Fiona on his next job. To recover the Siren's Diamond. Edits done by @hannahbananalc Copyright © 2020 by Grace Madden All Rights Reserved.

Bad boy's are like vampires, they're alluring, powerful and dangerous... not to mention HOT! Who can resist being drawn to these features? Two rooms. One is 'haunted' and the other is with a Bad Boy. Toby Casey and Cade Banks were opposites from two different worlds and you know what they say about opposites. They attract and this attraction was going to be less than easy. Mysterious death, a 'haunted' room, a bad boy, a less than average female and one psycho chick all these ingredients were thrown in to create one dramtic romance story. "Who the fuck are you?" Cade asks while lighting his cigarette. "I'm Toby, you're new roommate." I said looking away from his shirtless body. "Yeah? Think they forgot to tell me that Toby was a girl." He said walking into the closet that should be mine. "Just stay out of my way and don't touch my stuff and we're cool." He said as if he was talking to his little sister.

To long I've held this need. So many things piled up on my shoulders. I long for catharsis. A place to just leave everything on the floor when I'm done. I didn't know he'd even noticed. I sense him before I see him. His scent curls up around me like a warm blanket around my body and an iron fist around my throat. In my path, he's been strangely silent as of late and his appearance makes me nervous but I am strong. Even here I refuse to show my vulnerability and weakness. With confidence I continue into the room. Each click echoes off the walls and punctuates the step. "Good evening, pet." His voice is deep and smooth, running over my frayed nerves in a manner that soothes the savageness running through my veins. In that moment I know... until he's done with me, I am under his command.

❝I think he is attracted to her. Look at this beauty. Which man wouldn't want to keep her for himself? After all, ruling alone for such a long time he must be in search of a queen.❞ He's said to be the first creation of the moon goddess. The lone wolf, Arles. The king of all wolves. An immortal. A god. They say he ruled ruthlessly. He had the power to change the inescapable destiny of man itself. She was a mortal. A troublemaker. She didn't know what she was getting into when she crossed him. ... the end chapters are available on Inkitt for free. the link is in my bio. I don't own the picture used in the cover.

Brooke is a hardheaded, blunt, champion boxer who hasn't lost a fight and doesn't take no for an answer. when her Bestfriend Evanley brings her to a BDSM club things end turning out wrong. she meets billionaire club owner who's looking for a new sub. will she submit to him? or will he give up everything to submit to her? Don't copy my books!! EXCERPT below!!! I smooth my hands over my dress. He's wearing a black suit with a black tie. He looks... nice... or whatever. Him eye-fucking me is really starting to get under my skin. I grab my backpack that's at the bottom of the stage, I don't plan in staying in these clothes but I'll wear them until I can get a chance to change. I narrow my eyes and approach him in a cautious but bitter manor. He gets the picture because he plasters a triumph smirk on his face. That fucker. "What are you doing here leach" my words are like acid hopefully hinting that I don't want him to be here. "I can't get a hello from my date? You look beautiful" his eyes roam up and down my body and I stiffen. The muscles in my stomach tighten and I swallow the lump in my throat. I agree I do look nice. I'm wearing a cream colored dress that's open in the back. There's a thigh high split that's a little too far up for my liking but its fine. I put my hair up in a ponytail but it looks nice I guess. "So where are we doing this?" I question, ready to get this thing over with. "Dinner sounds good to me, ready baby?" he stretches out his hand which I reluctantly take. He pulls me to him and snakes his hand around my back to clasp my waist. "Your skin is so soft love" he purrs in my ear. "I'm not your baby I'm not your love or whatever other cute names you want to call me, and keep the touching to a minimal" he chuckles and leads me out side to a black Porsche that's waiting for him. So he's got money. I can see where the cockiness comes from.

In which two sworn enemies somehow end up on top of the world... and on top of each other. ∞ WARNING: This story contains vulgar language and sexual content. Read at your own risk. The Dominant's Challenge. Copyright © 2016. All Rights Reserved. A/N- At some point or another, I will edit this messy messy novel