WARNING: This story was written a few years back and has MANY grammar and spelling errors so please don't read if that will bug you. You have been warned Story is also found on Quotev under my user GrassHopperGreen #13 in Kidnapping: 18 September 2018 #5 in Kidnapping: 29 December 2018 ------------------------ With force, the cloth was placed over my mouth and nose and I tried to hold my breath but when a sweet voice spoke in my ear, it made me take in a breath as I felt a hand slide up my dress, the man's hands rubbing up and down my leg. The smell was sweat, and I couldn't stop from breathing it in. In a matter of minutes, I started to feel light headed. The man's voice repeating inside my head like it was a record tap that was broken and repeating the same song over and over again. "Your all mine now." With that, I allowed the darkness to consume me. Sequel is out: Hidden

SEQUEL TO STOLEN Can also be found on my Quotev account under my user GrassHopperGreen #37 in Kidnapping: July 18, 2018 #30 in Kidnapping: July 21, 2018 ------------------------- After a month of getting my life back, I really thought I was finally free, knowing that Chip was behind bars, and that I was no longer a pet to anyone. But as time slowly started to change, I started to notice things are different, that maybe nothing good will ever be the same. I start to lose trust in people, double guessing on things and losing friends. His words still haunt my mind. The day he held a gun to my head and now, I can't even step outside without someone bring up the kidnapping. Maybe I was lying to myself that my life was going to return to being normal, maybe I was wrong on a lot of parts, maybe, just maybe, the only person left to trust is the one who took me from my life in the first place, maybe we both need saving. Copyright 2015 ©

"Lesson one. Never cross Alexander Valentino" I pressed on one of the knives in his hand. "Lesson two. Never call me Princess!" with that I gracefully cut his throat with my katana. His throat instantly started bleeding . Making the sounds of Santini drowning in his own blood, fill the room. "Remind me to never call you princess" Angelo said placing his gun away. "Never call me princess" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The moment she turned 18, Skylar Diamond was broken beyond repair by her own father. Tortured and trained in a facility to kill on command with no regrets or remorse. In seven years she became one of the most feared female assassins in the world. Her name captures the attention of a very powerful man. She gets recruited by Alexander Valentino, a most respected Mafia boss in New York City. She will help him fight a war against his enemy, but will he help her against her own war against her inner demons? Will her broken soul survive or will it shatter completely beyond repair? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This story cannot be copied or distributed in any way!

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

*EXPLICIT LANGUAGE & SEXUAL CONTENT In beautiful Las Vegas, where people come from all over in hopes of getting lucky lives Victoria Muller. Having struggled all her life, she knows luck doesn't come to everyone and hard work is the only way to get what you want. Everything changes when she meets Benji Blair, a womanizing hotelier who's never had to work a day in his life. What happens when Benji meets the only woman he's ever had to work for? Will a cynical Victoria be able to accept that maybe luck can actually exist for her? *** "But I still didn't have the words to say to her that would make this all go away, so I kissed her. I ran to her and grabbed her before she could leave. I took her face into my hands and I kissed her, hard. My mouth crashes onto hers in a searing display of passion and I felt it in every bone in my body. I didn't have the words, so I needed to show her that I wanted her. I wanted all of her so much it hurt. She resisted at first, her anger and frustration wouldn't let her kiss me back. But I held on, my tongue invaded her mouth with a desperate need that only she could cure. And then she gave in. She gave into my longing and need for her. She ran her delicate fingers through my hair as I grabbed fistfuls of hers. We were lost in our moment, no one else mattered around us".

She's a law intern and lives life on her own terms. He's the head of NYC's biggest crime family and he too, lives life on his own terms. A chance encounter brings together two similar people who lead very different lives. Their story will push the boundaries of trust, compromise, heartache, and how far one will go for the one you love. Will their similarities let their love grow or will their differences force it to crash and burn? •STRONG LANGUAGE •VIOLENCE •SEXUAL CONTENT

Carlos Larves, he was the king of romancing (well in his head, he was). He knew how to trigger your self-control and he relished on your discomfort. He gave pleasure, the right amount of passion and if necessary there'd be just an ounce of pain. Carlos, he called himself the inducer. And for him Tori was simple. He wanted her beyond compare that no one else would understand because she wasn't just one of his usual conquests but so much more. She was different and he wanted her to feel what he could do before anything else. Tori Battes, she was a simple college student living in California who came from a small town in Tennessee. She needed a work when she decided she wanted to go on her own and when she finally got a work as a housekeeper, she didn't know she would be in the house of this so called "inducer" with a twist of an oblivious past history. There was a secret behind Carlos that she didn't even know to begin with, it was something she would have to find out but not until Carlos fucked with her mental stability first. Let's journey with them. NB: this story is intended for audiences 18+ years or older, but if you think this story would stimulate you, go ahead.

WARNING R-RATED MATURE AUDIENCE ONLY**** ****This story contains adult themes including swearing, conflict and BDSM/sex. These themes are described in detail and as such if you are easily offended or this is not to your taste then this story is not the one for you.**** This is the first part of Kate and Marcus' story. She is independent, in control, feisty and sexually dominant, or so she thinks until she meets Marcus. He is independent, in control, a Dominant and missing something in his life until he meets Kate. He is intent on making Kate the perfect submissive for him by revealing what her true sexual nature really is and helping her to accept it. She, never one to back down from a challenge rises to every test, encounter and opportunity he provides and surprises them both with just how she deals with them.

Be careful what you wish for, because sometimes wishes come true... especially if you wish for something NOT to happen! Andy Carter ends up in the bed with Austin Blake, a rich arrogant guy, just before she gets to know she's going to have to marry him. Some family traditions and business deals made these two, totally opposite people, bind in an intangible force of.... LOVE... Hate transforming into unconditional Love......... Lust-filled intentions turning into unending Love......... But somethings won't just let them be together! Will Andy Carter ever going to get married to Austin Blake?? A twisty, jealous, juicy, cranky, lustful, Arranged Love Story.......

[This is a spin-off of The DILF but can be read as a stand-alone] [The story you are about to read is intended for readers age 18+ due to its sexual content and language. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion.] There was nothing Ophelia wanted better than to gouge Nikolai's long-lashed, consuming blue eyes out with a butter knife and mail them to the rest of the Alvonich family. Too bad they were in a very public, very esteemed place - Mikhail's wedding. "You don't think I'll press the button?" Nikolai's breath was warm and teasing in her ear. Ophelia had no idea what possessed her to take up his challenge of a vibrating thong, except that it was too late to back out now. She turned to glance at the infuriating man beside her. "Honestly, I don't care. It won't affect me." "Sweet Ophelia," he whispered, surprising her by flicking his tongue into her ear. Jumping, she glared at him, ignoring the important guests at her table, her father included. Before she could curse at Nikolai, he pressed the button, the swearwords turning to soft moans under her breath. Gripping the edge of the table, Ophelia felt the attack on her cl!t like a burn to her skin. Her father shot her a concerned look from across the table and Nikolai's voice was again in her ear. "Before the end of the night, Ophelia, we will f**k," he promised, releasing his finger from the remote control. "Only this time, it will be my name you scream."