TEMPORARILY ON HOLD "Good evening Ladies and Gentlemen! Tonight we have 19 pieces up for auction, and I can tell you, it's going to get interesting. We have quite a number of exotics even the one or other natural dominant." The audience laughed at a joke I didn't understand. "Josef?" I asked quietly, as to not direct too much attention to me. "Yes Cathy, darling?" "What exactly is the merchandise here?" I asked, no longer able to contain my curiosity. Just then, a long row of chained, gagged and blindfolded men and women was ushered onto the stage. "Slaves, dear. Slaves." --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- When submissive and shy Cat Eclestia is taken to an auction in the High Society Underground of New York by her "fiancé" (one she hasn't approved of but her father is hellbent on marrying her off to) she expects stolen goods, drugs even. What she doesn't expect is to walk out the proud owner of a man they call "The Beast". Especially not when her goal was to keep her head down and wait until she can free herself from the golden cage her domineering father has put her in all her life. Now she has to deal with owning a slave that is not only broken, agressive and entirely dominant, but also handsome and alluring. --------- MATURE CONTENT - BDSM - DON'T LIKE DON'T READ -----------

I was a simple girl With a simple life Wrong that doesn't even come close to how my life works. Normally I start and end my day with beatings that break me even more each day I wanted to leave I need to be set free He would be the one to set me free ......... "Look at me little one" I refuse to open my eyes as he commanded. I felt him start to nip at my neck as I struggled in his hold. He started pushing his body against mine and rolling his hips against me making me whimper under his hold. "Your mine" ............

Dangerous men love innocent women. Innocent women don't go looking for dangerous men, but somehow the end up in the hands of them. She just wanted to give her uncle his sandwich, but dangerous men have a way of making things difficult. She is a good girl and he is a bad boy. And we all know the bad boys always want the good girls.

All Noelani wanted was 25 cent ice cream. Little did she know, that the ice cream came at a cost. And it was a hell of a lot more than 25 cents. --------------------------------------------------------------------- ___________________________________________ Noelani was having a bad week. She had just settled into her new home in North Carolina, but all that was about to change. After being followed home, stalked, and nearly assaulted, she took a detour to a sketchy ice cream truck. And the ice cream was so bad it only made sense that they were kidnappers.

She's the reason the heart of my family had been torn apart. Because that night, I'd chosen to save her. [Cover Design by Ren Tachibana]

Luca was a quiet boy He was very quiet, almost concerningly quiet. People whispered about it, his mom worried about it since he was young. He's ok just very quiet. But his mind his very, very loud. The boy with the bright future and the magic artist hands. The boy going places. Zayden was a loud boy He was a very loud boy, almost scary loud. People hated it, his parents resented him for it since he was small. He was very loud, but not vocally, vocally he was very calm. The boy with the tattoos at a young age, the boy who never listen. The boy who was like rolling thunder. He was never going to do anything. Zayden Davis Luca Onward life on two different sides of life and someone is taking an interest in the other.

#102 Highest Ranking In Horror 3/21/2017 #219 Highest Ranking In Short Story 1/29/18 "He knocked very delicately for a man of his stature, hulking as he was at six foot four with wide shoulders and big, hairy knuckles. When I asked how I could help him, he reached into his coat pocket, withdrew an envelope, and held it out to me." ~ What if you received a letter with a stamping from the St. Louis Correctional Facility? Yes, a letter from jail, from Jeffrey Wilkins whom was, in blunt terms, a serial killer who got himself incarcerated for the murder of his wife and two children. Frightening isn't it? Well, that's exactly what happened to Heinz Amsel, who had received a hand-given letter from the murderer right out of the blue, along with the presence of an unknown man. What did this letter say? The man that tagged along most likely had no idea what Heinz was reading, everything read cringe-worthy and bringing fear to the innocent. It will only be a mystery what these letters say when Heinz receives one each day. ⚠ WARNING: This book has some psychopathic thoughts that may bring trauma to some readers, along with some graphic imagery. Copyright © All Rights Reserved

Cassie Claire was in for quite the pickle. She and her bevy of BFFs decide to go to the store one morning, but little did she know that she was about to meet one sexy, sexy man. Like in a romance movie, they locked eyes, and the whole world came to a screeching halt. What happened next wasn't as similar to a romance movie. He put a gun to her head And kidnapped her.

Sixteen year old Kathrine or as she likes to be called Kat wasn't looking forward to the days she got a mate. She wasn't expecting to get one at the age of sixteen. She also wasn't expecting him to be an alpha either. So what happens when she finds her mate. Will she accept him or reject him?

"Hey sweetheart." I was startled by the deep dominant voice behind me. I dropped the cigarette in my hand as I spun around to face the voice and it landed on my bare thigh, burning me. "Fuck!" I hissed. The man ignored me and walked closer. "Who are you? You haven't been around here before." I questioned cautiously. "I have, you just haven't seen me." He pinned me to the wall and kissed my neck. Soon he found my sweet spot and I moaned. He bit the spot sending tingles to my core, then began sucking it, leaving a mark. "There." He proudly admired his mark. "Now everyone will know, you're mine." "I don't belong to anybody!" I protested. He smacked my thigh where I'd burnt myself. I bent over in pain and my face landed on his stomach. He roughly grabbed my chin and made me look up into his deep bright blue eyes. "Mine." He growled. I didn't respond and he smirked. He let me go and began to walk away. "See you soon sweetheart, and don't forget who you belong to, or else." Cover by @edxnking THIS BOOK IS DISCONTINUED BECAUSE I NEED TO FOCUS ON MY OTHER, BETTER, MORE POPULAR BOOKS. IM SORRY IF YOU LIKE THIS BOOK, I MAY CONTINUE IT ONCE MY OTHER BOOKS ARE FINISHED, BUT I DONT ENJOY WRITING IT ANYMORE CURRENTLY BECAUSE I STARTED IT A LONG TOME AGO AND I THINK ITS POORLY DONE, AND I WANT TO FOCUS ON MORE REGULARLY UPDATING MY OTHER BOOKS. ONCE I HAVE FINISHED THOSE BOOKS I MAY REWRITE AND CONTINUE WRITING THIS BOOK. I WOULD DELETE BUT IT SEEMS ENOUGH PEOPLE LIKE IT THAT I SHOULDNT. THANKS AND GO CHECK OUT MY OTHER BOOKS.