My name is Jade. I was kidnapped and given as a gift. Like a pet. A gift meant to mend the bond between a father and son. But before his son knew I even existed, I was locked away. I sat, hidden right under his nose, in his basement. Learning to be a good wife by being forced to read a book with outrageous rules that fall into the husband's favor and beyond. And I would stay there until I was perfect for Blake. Or what his father thought was perfect. ... Then there was hope and fear and a surprising love. Finished. Now editing. Highest rank: #7 in romance

In which two high school graduates get stuck in a cabin together, waiting for their family's to return and quickly falling in love with each other in the process. This is a short story, not inspired by anyone else. Just something I quickly put together. [ COMPLETED ] {Cover by: @milkweedsinthesky}

"How did we go from pretending we're in love, to you actually falling head over heels for me?" Cara cocked her head as she studied him. This boy will be the death of her. "W-whoa whoa whoa, head over heels?" Darius raised his hands in mock defeat. He was perfectly aware of how serious she was, but he couldn't pass up the opportunity to tease her. "What do you see in me? Why are you so nice to me? Hell, I kicked you in the nuts." Cara pressed further. "Nobody should be this perfect," her voice lowered to a soft whisper. Darius took a step towards her, closing the distance between them. He tipped her chin up to meet her gaze. "Then I guess you haven't met the right person." "Until now." He pressed his lips to hers. It was an age old marriage of convenience between them - Darius Alexander Clemonte, the sexy, playful millionaire who has to shed his playboy image to protect his legacy; Cara Jefferson, the daughter of a struggling businessman who happened to be a convenient family friend of the Clemonte's. They should be opposed to the idea of each other... except Cara, the girl who doesn't believe in love, drives Darius wild. In a good way. WARNING: This story contains mature scenes.

Highest #1 - #babies #1 - #motherlove Terrence didn't waste a moment in pressing me up against the kitchen counter. "When..." He growled in my ear, "When we will be getting married, I will be your only king, do you get my point? Only one queen, no misters or mistresses. Just me, just you, and yeah, our babies." I shivered. ************************* Alyssa Reynolds found herself in a situation, while returning home from work, and she had three choices: 1. Simply walk away and forget that you ever heard the sound of wailing infants. 2. Call the police and inform them about the innocent wails. 3. Follow the sounds of the wails and take the matter in your hands, deciding what to do later. Being a kindhearted soul and a sucker for babies, she found herself choosing the third option, finding the two little lives. Two little lives that changed her whole life, her love life included. Her life now revolved around the babies as diapers, vomit and shit seemed to surround her. Just when she thought that now it's just her and the babies, her whole world flipped over and she found herself living under the same roof as the egotistical, obnoxious and hot-as-hell Terence Powers, the business tycoon who was not going to let the woman fend off for herself and the babies alone.

This is the sequel to The Alpha's Breeder. Please read The Alpha's Breeder before reading this book. It will not make any sense unless you read the first book. . . . What is a Breeder? What I mean is, what do I classify as? What kind of species am I? Am I still human? Am I considered a werewolf now? A supernatural being? What? "You're just you, Emira. You are whatever you want to be," came Eros' dubious reply. I pouted. . . . WARNING: This book contains explicit sexual content, mature and dark themes that are violent, gory, and explicit. The situations in this book that might make you squeamish, sick, or disgusted. No r*ape. ** Stars at the beginning of a chapter will signify that the chapter contains content not suitable for all ages.

Emery Aiken has always lived in a mysterious and eerie village. Growing up with folktales about a fictitious creature being whispered around the campfire. Never once believing a word said. Thinking it was all just a hoax while the other girls prepared for the ritual that takes place every 20 years. What is this peculiar ritual you ask? This tradition, known as The Ritual to The Beast happens every 20 years under a blood moon. Girls between the ages of 16 to 19 are chained in the forest. Chained so they wouldn't be able to run. Run from what? THE BEAST! One girl is sacrificed. And what happens after? Guess you're going to have to read to find out. ~~~ Highest Ranking: #1 in werewolf (02/06/19) #1 in humor (18/06/19) #5 in romance (27/06/19) © 2020 All Rights Reserved

"You're the most horrible person I have ever met" I say furious.He takes a step closer to me and dangerously close to me. "You are rude,and a jerk and so self centered and-and-and you are extremely close to me right now"I say breathing heavily as he stares straight in my eyes "Do I make you nervous Kayla?" he asks and I can feel his breath hit my face.I glup and I can feel my knees weaken.I shake my head.He rolls his eyes and moves his hand on my butt and squeezes it.My eyes snap wide and I slap him right across his face. "You're utterly disgusting and you have no limits.You wanna screw everything that has two legs and a vagina.Well guess what buddy it's not happening with me" I say pushing him off of my as I walk away. He grabs my arm and pushes me at the wall again but this time he slams his lips onto mine and kisses the holy hell out of me...I kiss him back..I don't know why but I do.He pulls back his lips on my left ear as he wishpers "Go on a date with me please" Wait...what? __________________________________________________ This a story about the complicated love story between Kayla O'Neil and Declan Hunter.

~I shudder and lean over, staring into her chocolate irises. "Are you sure?" "Yes." Without another word, I crash my lips on her own, removing the ribbon from my present.~ **** The first couple of chapters are really bad but it gets better so pls don't leave and give my book a chance.

"Your hands are scarred from murder and yet I trust them completely." Sequel to The Girl who Fought to Provide and cannot read as stand-alone. ©️All Rights Reserved, Sentima Mani 2018.