When protection and passion collide. She can run, but she can't hide. Jessica Turner tries her best to blend in. You'd think she's the average B+ Psychology major whose life revolves around decorating her small Boston apartment and never having enough free time between work and school. But Jessica has a past. A dark past that never stops tracking her down, no matter where she goes. She thought she'd covered her tracks this time, but you can't outrun someone determined to find you. Joey Cavannaugh has been on the Boston police force for three years. His number one priority has always been helping people. When the department doesn't take an imminent threat seriously, Joey takes matters into his own hands, breaking rules and risking his career to protect a woman he doesn't even know. But will saving her cost him everything? 2018 Evergreen Books. All rights reserved. Warning: This novel contains graphic sexual encounters, strong language, and other mature content. Reader discretion advised. EXCERPT: As he leaned over with his arms folded, resting on the table, I took a second to admire the way his slightly messy hair fell in front of his face and the back of his black jeans hugged his ass. He glanced up at me, knowing I'd been staring at him, and I felt my face heat up. "I'm going to give you fifteen minutes to grab a bag with some spare clothing, your toothbrush, and whatever necessities. Then we're leaving," Joey ordered. He walked back into the living room and plopped down on the couch, tapping his foot impatiently. "If I go with you-" "When you go with me," he corrected. "You will not take your phone or computer because they can be tracked. And now you have fourteen minutes."

*Book one in the Hell's Company series* Lucifer was the brightest angel in Heaven, But in service of God, he was condemned to darkness. After thousands of years, the darkness took root inside him. ~ Ammi is a flame no one can extinguish Forged from God's holy fire to combat his darkness. A gift made for Lucifer. ~ He clucked his tongue disparagingly, shaking his head, "Tell me your full name." I groaned, running a hand down my face. "Fine. But I'm not explaining it to you." His face told me that I would if he wanted me to, but I soldiered on. "My full first name is Amirykal. Happy?" I muttered. His reaction took me completely by surprise. He blinked slowly at first, processing, then his face split into a wide grin and he threw back his head and laughed uproariously. I was hit with a wave of arousal at the sound of it-it was rumbling and husky, heating me up at the core. "What's so funny?" I grumbled, sure he was laughing at my expense. He looked down, that gorgeous grin still on his chiseled face, showcasing his lovely white teeth. "Oh, Kitten. Your name, Amirykal, do you know its meaning?" He asked, his voice sensual and erotic as he spoke my name. "No-I was found with that name." I answered struggling to keep my voice even as he slowly approached, like a predator would his prey. "Well, Love, I'll tell you. Amirykal means 'gift', or, more exactly, 'a gift from God'." He purred as he got closer and closer, so there was barely a foot between us. "And why is that funny?" I had a very hard time focusing on the conversation at hand with him at this proximity, using that lovely tone. "Because, Amirykal, I am Lucifer. And God made you to be mine." *HIGHEST RANKS*: #1 in Paranormal #2 in Supernatural #7 in Werewolf* *Takes many liberties on Biblical stories and has graphic violence and adult content. Please do not read if such things offend you.*

She craves for love while he only wants a deal, what happens when he serves her with Papers for Roses? • • • Megan Carmichael was living an independent life away from the chaos of her broken family. Kept as a secret growing up because of the danger of being a senator's daughter, she vowed to live her life to the fullest, to love the way she wanted to be loved and to keep herself focused on her career. With her life carefully planned, Megan's world was shaken when a man she never expected to meet offered her a scandalous deal. Page Six's seven times in a row Bachelor of the Year and 2024's Sexiest Man Alive, Wade Simon, was forced to take a nasty turn. Given an ultimatum by his dying father: marry or his mother's company would cease to exist, Wade didn't know what to make of it, but he sure as hell knew who he wanted to play his father's game. And it was the daughter of the man he loathed with a passion. • • • ⭐️ SAMPLE ONLY. Contains Chapters 1-20, the unedited original work. ⭐️ Now available on Amazon through Ebook and Paperback format: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0FFYBB6HR ⭐️ FEATURED ON WATTPAD'S ROMANCE AND WATTPAD'S AFTER DARK PROFILE Highest Ranks: #10 in Romance. #1 in BDSM #1 in Billionaire. #1 in CEO. #1 in Grey. #1 in Marriage. #1 in Famous. #1 in Rich. #1 in Arranged-Marriage. #1 in Submissive. #1 in Marriage-of-Convenience. WARNING: Typo and Grammatical Errors inevitability.

Decorum. Etiquette. Masks. Selena Ravencroft has only ever known a life of aristocracy. A life of lies. But a chance encounter with Lord Alexander Rutherford forces her to come to terms with another, more primal part of herself. The part of her that is unwilling to forgo its carnal desires, and give into the seduction of a man who incites unfamiliar -though not unwanted - feelings within her. Torn between her newly awakened desires and her commitment to her dying father, Selena must decide between giving into her lust, or surrendering to a life-long masquerade.

This is the second book of His series. Please read the first one (His At Night), otherwise this book won't make any sense to you. * It hurts. Not physically. It hurts emotionally. And that's the worst kind of pain a human being can ever feel, because you literally can not do anything about it. There's no cure. There's only the time passing, making the pain more bearable, but an ache stil stays behind. That's how Braden leaves Rory that night he decides it's game over for them and leaves her. She misses him terribly. She needs weeks before she decides she's ready to face the world again. But then, everything comes crashing down on them when they see each other again. And now the real question is, who's going to be the first one to cave in and swallow their pride? Will they find their path back together or is it really that for them - game over? But was it really just a game in the first place?

Twenty one year old Carla Young needs cash fast to survive her last two years of college, so when she's offered a job to be the face of a new instant messaging app, she signs on as The Temptress.

[MATURE CONTENT] "He can't make your body feel the way I can," he breathed, proving his point with a simple flick of his finger as I almost came right then and there. I forced myself to say, "I love him." "No, you don't," he said, easily. "And even if you were with him, you wouldn't be able to go a day without my touch." "You're wrong." He rammed his finger up into me. I was forced to hold onto him to keep steady, my chest heaving against his as I desperately tried to control myself. Those dark eyes stared into my own with amusement, eyebrow cocking as if asking, 'you sure about that?' His lips brushed mine, and I had to resist the temptation to push mine into his. Then they were at my ear, warm and hot and a reminder to the excruciating pleasure he could make me feel with just his mouth. "Now let's show that lover boy of yours just what it sounds like to make you come undone."

***Sequel to 'Roses for Rachel'*** Everything has changed, and the stakes are twice as high. Rachel's story continues.....

When Ashley Scott is awoken by her childhood crush, Michael Rivera, it is the furthest thing from a dream come true. Her dream versions of Michael never featured him: 1) As a sexy doctor* 2) Imparting life-altering news *Okay, so maybe some of her dreams featured him as a sexy doctor. WARNING: This features mature content, for ages 18+. [COMPLETED]

[Edited] "You had to be extremely low on cash to wank into a cup for it," Dani sneered, feeling like a vindictive bully in a playground. But Carlo deserved it. She felt the first sharp stab of fear that went through her heart when Carlo looked at her with thunder in his eyes. "What are you going to do now? Kill me?" she continued. Fingering the 9mm in her back pocket, she remembered that she'd never even shot the damn thing, despite her brothers' pleas to teach her. Carlo's shadow blanketed her. "Kill you?" His brow furrowed. "Do you really think that lowly of me, cara? I'm wounded." "Then what the hell do you want?" His face flashed with a look she barely recognised - pure arousal. Even when he reached out and pulled her to him, she could feel it. "I realised that the mother of my child is more of a spitfire than I thought." His lips brushed her earlobe. "Call me a pyromaniac." *cover by @bullethood*