"You just gotta trust me baby." *** Lourdes Brown has been hurt, badly. Instead of fully healing from her trauma, she turns to drowning her sorrows in work and school. She refuses to let herself get hurt again and has made a vow to not entertain the idea of a relationship until she has graduated from college and secured her dream job. Rashir Martin is a basketball prodigy and on the road to being drafted into the NBA. Being an attractive basketball player comes with its perks including parties, women, alcohol, and popularity. Rashir has told himself he doesn't have time for a relationship if he wants to make it to the NBA and he needs to stay focused with no distractions. When both of these broken souls cross paths, what will happen? DISCLAIMER: this story will consist of swear words and some sexual content. read at your own risk.

The day that Elizabeth turns 20, she is pressured into a loveless marriage by her strict, business-oriented, father. The union of the two families and companies could mean a fat profit for Elizabeth's dad, and she feels like she has no other choice. Eli, her new husband, seems to be very distant and unhappy. He never acted too eager to marry her either, so to him, Elizabeth is nothing more than the beautiful wife on his arm that smiles for pictures to make him look good. Naturally, when she meets Victor, a very handsome man who just so happens to work for Eli's rival company, she quickly begins to fall for his charm and kind heart. Elizabeth finds herself caught between two choices- making her family happy or following what will make her happiest. Either decision that she makes will not be easy, and with whatever she chooses, she knows that she will lose someone that she loves.

Elizabeth Blythe has never been the skinny type. All her life she's been plumper than the other kids, had more meat than the popular girls in high school and more curve than the shapeless ones in college. She spent a lot of her life being made-fun of, being the butt of all jokes; she never once believed she'd ever find love. All because she had too much hips, too much muffin-top, too much boob, too much butt; too much of everything. Who knew she'd meet Mister Right at work? Cover made by D. M. Brightwell (the author) Highest Rankings 2/18/2019 #1 in "curves" out of 781 #1 in "curvy" out of 781 #1 in "thick" out of 573 #1 in "gentlemen" out of 144 #3 in "selflove" out of 1.4K

[COMPLETE][EDITING] Ace Hernandez, the Mafia King, known as the Devil. Sofia Diaz, known as an angel. The two are arranged to be married, forced by their fathers, joining the two Mafia's. But Sofia eventually learns, even the devil was once an angel. Cover by @alluringathena *This book is more of a romance book than Mafia book and I hope you enjoyyy*

Warning‼️This book contains abtruse topics such as Dark love, Abuse, Violence etc. You have been warned. "I thought after 3months of dealing with my anger, when I finally saw you again the desire to skin you alive and add your pretty skin to my collection would have died down." he said camly looking at me. His game on pause for a second. My heart dropped to my feet. My eyes were wandering between him and the items close to him as I blinked the tears away. "Sylas- please. You have to understand-" I felt more scared seeing as his attention was back on the board and not on me. Dying was an exceptional thing for me but death by Sylas I couldn't even begin to imagine. "Sprich nicht."(Don't speak.) His native tongue did something to me. I gulped being unable to look at his eyes even though they were on the chess board. "What did you think was going to happen Mäuschen?" he asked giving me his full attention. Every Fibre in my body wanted to run, my mind was screaming for me to run but I knew that wouldn't get me anywhere, it would just make him more excited. "Lay your hands on the table." he commanded moving the chess board further from him. I now wished he continued with his game. I didn't want all of his attention. I complied to his instruction with trembling hands knowing I had no choice. "Which finger did you use?" he asked casually grabbing the hammer and standing up causing a sob to wreck through me. I harshly bit into my bottom lip to stop the begging that was at the tip of my tongue, I knew he wouldn't listen, he only just wanted his answer but I had no control over my tears. .. She wishes she never met him, but wishes only come true in fairy tales.

"I'm inexperienced but yes I am a submissive," I replied. "Why?" I followed up suspiciously. "I have something to ask you." He started as he slid his phone back into his pocket. "What?" I squinted my eyes, skeptical of his next question. Did he want to publish my work? If so the answer is a definite no. While I enjoy writing, I really don't think I'm that good at it. Definitely not good enough to get published. He took a step closer, causing my heart to start racing. My first instinct was to flee to the room I'm staying in. With the proximity, I had a feeling he's not going to ask me to publish the book. The way his eyes burned into my soul I felt like he wanted something more. Which is crazy because just 3 weeks ago he told me I disgusted him. That I ruined his appetite just by being near him. Now he's looking at me as if he wants to kiss me. Considering what he said last night, I wouldn't be surprised if he did. The fucked up thing is, I kind of want him to. "Will you be my submissive?" He asked. ~ *Full synopsis in the Introductory Chapter*

The Sex Demon. He owned a small, fake cathedral in the outskirts of the deserted town, Maplekin. He would dress up as a priest every Sunday and lure a random, guilty woman into one of his secret dorms, promising her to rid her of her sins. It's very easy to take advantage of miserable criminals who deeply regret their mistakes. And that's what he does. Angus Blackburn strips his prey down to give her a warm, holy water-bath and invites her to his 'bed of heaven' saying that she would be 'closer to God'. He would then perform his ungodly acts on this brainwashed woman and fulfil his promise by stabbing her to hell. Maybe if beauty privilege hadn't existed, it wouldn't have been so easy for him to attract every female in the town and get away with murder. But what happens when he does the exact same thing to a certain, chubby lady and fails to slice her beautiful throat with the help of his signature Swiss knife? ■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■ Warning: Strong sexual content, imagery and dark fluff. Author: cLusterxxx

"What do you want from me Julian? I am not beautiful like most woman I am a plus sized woman that has a boring life the only excitement that I get is reading a romantic books on wattpad for my entrainment. Why are you following me around like a love sick puppy! I will not be used so go on your merry way!" Julian grab Desiree by the arms and push her against the shelves in the Library. "You listen and you listen good I will not have my mate scream at me and be disrespectful toward me so I don't care how much you argue with me you just need a real man to show you how beautiful you are and I will be that man and tonight in this Library I will show you what your curvy body was made to do my love." Julian picked her up by her ass and grind into her soft heat. Desiree was so lost to the pleasure he was putting her body through.

Lady Eliza Turner has no interest in finding herself a wealthy husband, she has her books, her best friend Charlotte, and plenty of opinions on what society expects from her. When her curiosity gets the better of her, and she ends up in a compromising position with the desirable Duke Harrington she must use all her wits and charm to survive the scandal she has created. Jasper Harrington doesn't enjoy attending social occasions especially when opinionated women think that it is acceptable to criticise him, but there is something about Eliza that he can't quite bear to part with. Are this odd couple going to find a happy ever after together or apart?

I gasped out as he suddenly pushed me up against the wall of his house roughly. His large hands gripped me by my waist tightly and I winced at the feeling of his fingertips digging into my skin. There would definitely be bruises there tomorrow... I stared up into Alexander's eyes, noticing how dark his eyes seemed to be. His wolf was surfacing and that meant no good for me. Oddly enough for me, my wolf pushed at me to let her surface as well. I held head back, keeping my gaze on Alexander. He brought his head down and I let out a gasp as he placed his head in the crook of my neck and inhaled. "You're mine." He growled against my skin, his growl reverberating through my body and shaking me to the core. *** Aurora 'Rory' Jackson was the normal werewolf. She had a great family, a crazy best friend, and was looking forward to having a normal future. Apparently, that wasn't her destiny. When her pack is traveling to the infamous Wolfsbane Academy, she doesn't expect to be the center of attention to one of the Lycans there; Alexander Greymon. She definitely doesn't expects to be one of the few in her pack chosen to attend the academy. Trying to adapt to academy life seems to be harder than she thought possible with the fact that she just can't seem to stop bumping into Lycan Alexander Greymon, a teacher at the academy. Trying to ignore obvious feelings for him and balancing her schoolwork seemed to be the hardest task in the world to her. Oh, how she wished she could be back home...