Shielded by her best friends who are more like brothers to her all her life, she couldn't imagine the day she would be without them and that is of course is until the night she finds her Possessive, jealous, and extremely sex deprived Mate. My only question is...Could YOU handle it? WARNING: If you don't like cursing, sexy talk, sex scenes or cocky Alpha's then this story is not for you! But if you love stories like such, then hi! Dirty mind (;

"They're trying to hurt me!" Luca screamed out. "Who's trying to hurt you?" Alani asked as she held her arms out, but every time she tried to touch him or comfort him he jerks away from her. "Them!" He held his head and paced back and forth until he bumped against the wall and slid down it slowly. "They're not real, they can't hurt you I promise"She kneeled down in front of him and cupped his face and looked into his light hazel eyes "A-are you sure?" He asked her with big glistening eyes "I'm positive" she smiled. ━━♡━━ This story is about a Schizophrenic guy who escapes a mental facility and lands in the care of a African american girl named Alani. Warning this story contains 📢: Mature themes, Foul language, Sexual abuse and Interracial couple

"What did you see?", he asks as he takes menacingly slow steps towards me. "I didn't see anything.", I lie while backing away from him. We continue our little game as I take a step back he takes a step forward. We do this until my back hits the wall and he is in my personal space. He puts either of his hands on the wall, trapping me with little to no escape route. "I'm going to ask you one more time.", he says in a dangerous low voice. "What did you see in those fucking files?" "I didn't see...", I start but he harshely cuts me off. "Don't fuck with me!", he exclaims as he points a gun to my forehead. "You better tell the truth before I blow your fucken brains out." ********************* Divine is a bubbly, kind-hearted, loving girl and is just all out amazing. Nefarious is a sadistic, wicked, ruthless, cold-hearted mafia boss. One unfortunate night, Devine is was late for an interview as the new manger of the famous hotel that is well-known. Hotel Dulce. She bumps into a man as she does a look-over her resumè and they both drop their files. After the brief exchange of words, the man leaves. She opens her file that protectively contains her resumè, attempting to get her generic information in order but as she goes over the information that is printed in a calibri font, she makes a discovery that could put her in potential danger. "This is not my file."

**Mature Readers Only ( 18+ )** Book 1 of the Moretti series- Remi Bennett grew up with her mother an a handful of close friends. When her mother got sick, Remi made life changes that helped her mature and become more independent. Working in a small Italian restaurant and living on her own, she never saw the changes coming. Micah Moretti has always loved the party boy lifestyle. Being the only son to a single mom, his uncle had taken him under his wing. Having major ties to Sicilian Mafia, he moves to Washington DC with hopes for a fresh start. Closer to his remaining family and the family business, he has a plan, but it doesn't involve settling down. When Remi and Micah meet, their lives change. Unfortunately not everyone in their lives is able to move on or mature. ** She smile back at me and arched her brow. "Micah Morretti I don't want to take advantage of you." She re-buttoned my slacks and slid off the counter. Pushing me back with her fingertips. "Look, if you don't think you can handle me, I will happily handle myself." I closed my eyes as my head rolled back. When our touch disconnected she lifted her tank, revealing her lower back and stomach. Stepping away and wandered towards her bedroom. Watching her walk away from me. Actively teasing me, she slipped the cotton tank over head with one hand and hid her chest with the other. "If you aren't going to help," she stopped and met my gaze over her shoulder, "then get out." ** No. 1 in #NightClub - 06/17/2019 No. 4 in #ExBoyfriend - 12/9/2019 No. 1 in #EroticFiction - 10/19/2019 No. 1 in #Waitress - 11/14/2019

"You were made for me," he says while stroking my cheek. "You belong to me." He threads his fingers through my hair, then yanks my hair back making me gasp and look into his amber orbs. "But if you so much as talk to another man, I'll punish you. Then you will sit and watch me kill him. Slowly." I knew he was serious. Alpha Landyn Westman was always serious. LeeAna Harrison was 17 when she first met her mate, Landyn Westman. He was 18 and the star of the school considering he was the next alpha. Landyn has been waiting for his mate since he was a kid. She couldn't avoid him forever, and he will never let her go. WARNING: This is not a cliché werewolf story. The first ten chapters are dark. Prepare to feel mixed emotions. You have been warned. ** IF YOU ARE NOT MATURE OR A CHILD THEN DONT READ THIS STORY** Highest Rank: #1 in Werewolf

**#1 in possessive 17/05/20** **#1 in sexualthemes 26/06/20** **#3 in teenfiction 20/05/20** **#48 in romance 24/05/20** **#18 in slowburn 13/11/20** **#6 in lust 29/12/20** "Don't be mistaken Renée, you are mine. If you don't want me to kiss you, fine I won't. If you don't want me to touch you fine, I'll always respect your choice but that doesn't mean you can kiss anyone else," he says through his teeth.

"Get away from me."I took her soft hands from my chest and pinned them on the wall.I closed the gap between us but our lips didn't meet.She looked into my eyes thinking I was going to kiss her and pleading to be released.I resisted the urge to make love to her right there. I moved so close that our noses were touching.I looked into her beautiful hazel eyes and without breaking eye contact and said "I made a mistake once but I won't do it again.You might not forgive me now but you will.I WILL get you back Andrea and that is a promise.You will be mine." *** Meet Damon Anthony Stark New York's most eligible bachelor.A gorgeous specimen of man.He gets what he wants when he wants it.Not this time.Andrea Castro,the one person he craves for he cannot have.She is completely out of bounds. Then there is Andrea Castro. Beautiful daughter of powerful hot head business man, Sebastian Castro.He doesn't want her around men.Especially his recent business partner Damon Anthony Stark.What happens when Andrea develops a strong attraction towards him? Will Damon win her heart even after he lied to her? Are the two made for each other and most importantly will their relationship survive through all the ups and downs that await them? ---------- UNDER EDITING

Alayla Stavros has a good life. Amazing brother and sister-in-law? Check Co-Alcoholic best friend? Check Long-term boyfriend? Check Blooming business? Check Jeep? Check But what happens when her boyfriend turns out to be both physically and mentally abusive, causing her to end things? When she goes out to get over the relationship, and meets the sexiest piece of Russian ass to ever roam the earth, things might get more complicated than she thinks. Strength, resilience, tragedy, love, foul language, hot sex and lots of whiskey will tell her tale. - "You are strong, Alayla. Very feisty and full of fire, a war goddess as your name implies. Now, I have one question for said war goddess" he finished, a determined look in his eyes. "And what would the conqueror of the people want to ask me?" I replied, leaning my elbows on my spread legs, teasing him a bit. He smirked, eyes ablaze. Grabbing my arms lightly, he pulled me onto his lap. I was straddling him, his hands holding my face. Moving one hand to my waist, he started placing butterfly kisses on my neck all the way up to my ear. "How would you like to conquer a conqueror?" he whispered in my ear, pulling back to look me in the eye. I'm not sure if it was the way my body was pressed against his, the heat that was basically smoldering, or just the pure lust in his eyes. It could have been either or all of them, but it didn't matter. In a matter of seconds my lips were on his, my arms around his neck. Pulling away, we were both breathing heavily. I grabbed his hand, pulling him behind me after I grabbed my purse. "Follow me, zavoyevatel'. Let me show you what this goddess can do."

"Where is he now?" He asked holding my hands above my head while I shiver stubbornly holding his gaze glaring into his steely blue eyes. When I jerked my face away from his grip on my jaw and looked away he held my jaw tighter making me face him again. " I asked you...WHERE IS YOUR 'SAVIOR' NOW!" I sobbed my fight leaving me now...I was tired and he let me collapse at his feet and looked down at me. "You wouldn't feel this way if you didn't keep fighting me..." 21 year old Samara Leonidas' world is about turn upside down. When for once she decides to leave her house for the first time on Halloween Night after months and has no idea in Hell.. How she ended up in--Well, quite frankly HELL. #9 Myths 08/20/19 #33 Fallen 13/05/19

"What's the matter?" I asked. "Cat got your tongue?" He finally said, "You can see me?" I rolled my eyes. "No, I can't see you. You are invisible." He seemed to flinch at those words, but quickly recovered and asked, "You can hear me too?" *** He is The Lord of the dead. She is just a humble school girl. Love is something you can never expect. (#32 Fantasy 12/01/16)