The past is something no one can change. It is something that is set in stone, permanent. However, it's something that Gabby Wilson is determined not to repeat. Newly sober, Gabby must embark on a life she never expected. One that involves jobs, responsibilities, and friends who like her for more than her connection to heroin. Though this may seem normal to everyone around her, simply putting one foot in front of the other is hard for her. After being rejected by many jobs, she stumbles into a bar on a rainy night and is hired on the spot as a bartender. What Gabby didn't realize is this is no ordinary bar, this is the official clubhouse for the Devil's Right Hand MC. She tries to keep her head down and just work, but a certain young prospect has other ideas. Can he break down her walls? Can she truly allow herself to be happy after her checkered past? Or will she be pulled back into the arms of the only thing she has ever known: addiction? --- Axe Anderson is the youngest, spunkiest member of the Devil's Right Hand Mother Chapter. He is only seen as a little brother, a kid, not the man he has become. Now he's determined to show he is more than the scared, scrawny kid Grease took in three years ago. He hates to be viewed as a child because while he may be young in number, he is much older in life experience. Though he has only spent 19 years on this planet, they have not been easy. They have been filled with love, loss, and grief. Carrying the weight of his own past, he meets the new timid bartender with walls so strong a missel wouldn't break them down. But maybe, just maybe, an ax can. --- Disclaimer: This is the third book in my Devil's Right Hand MC series. While I recommend reading this series in order, this book can be read as a standalone.

She knew no matter where she will go he will always find her. His dark promises never left her but it was enough to fuel her desire for escape.

Seraphina Vale is a 21-year-old influencer with millions of followers, designer heels, and a habit of setting fires - literally and figuratively. After she accidentally burns down her father's summer villa during a livestream party, her father sends her to the only man who ever scared him: Khalid al-Amin, a brutal, reclusive billionaire with a dark history and zero tolerance for disobedience. Khalid doesn't speak much. But when he does, Seraphina trembles. He doesn't want her attitude. He doesn't want her fake tears. He wants to own her submission - in body, voice, and soul. And Seraphina? She wants to fight it. Until she's on her knees, moaning into the hardwood floor, whispering "Yes, Daddy."

Saving Leah Series Book 7 "So what do you admire most about women?" I ask the man as he sips on his coffee. He smirks as he sets his cup down, acting as if my question was some sort of joke, "Her complete submission, of course." I hum, disproving greatly of this answer as well as all the others before. "Birdie is not the type of submissive to give complete submission easily. What is your plan with that?" I ask him. He just laughs, "Every submissive can be broken in, it is only a test of a dominant's will," he says with a smirk. I smile tightly and slide his application into my folder, having all the answers I need. "So when do I get to meet her?" He asks, suddenly standing as he sees me gathering my things. I smile for real now, taking great pleasure in this part of the project. "Birdie is a flame in need of stoking, not extinguishing. I appreciate your time, but I have a lot of other candidates-" "There is nothing wrong with me holding my submissive up to high standards. I'm an incredibly experienced dominant and-" "This has nothing to do with your experience level. Like I said before-" I try to explain again before he once again cuts me off. He raises his voice going on about himself. I doubt he really cared for Birdie all that much. He's never met her. This is an ego thing. "You have a nice day," I tell him with a sigh, turning and checking my watch as I leave the coffee shop. Appointment four down, six more to go. ---- Birdie, the wild, sassy, and fiery child of Ellie and Charlie is now of age to have her own dominant. With deep insecurities about her own personality, she asks her beloved brother Weston to find her a dominant. Ethan set out in life to be successful and he did just that. He owns his own finance company, his house and a nice car...but no submissive. He finds Birdie's profile online and is intrigued by the vague descriptions and the extensive interview process he must undergo to meet her.

After getting out of a bad relationship with her last Dom, Angel is looking for a new start. She just recently moved in with her friend and is just hoping to land a job working for a huge BDSM supply and manufacturing company. But she never expected to find a single Dom stubborn enough to take her on. now she's left wondering, has she found the one? ~~~~ Although this story is as completely as it can be for the time being, I will likely revisit this with bonus holidays and maybe come back to give it the ending I originally planned for. Thank you for those who have shared their love for this story with me and I will be sharing more stories with a whole new cast of characters. ❤

Control series:book one I had to pick between my master and my lover.

"The Mafia Boss and His Angel" Valentina Vernández is an pure perfection. She has brown wavy hair, juicy plump lips, marvelous body. Although her life isn't devine as it seems to be. Lorenzo Martino is an sexy mysterious Italian. He has everything, however one thing is missing in his perilous life. The perfect woman, which he doesn't believe exist. |MATURE CONTENT|

"Bend over," he growls, the corner of his mouth turning upward. "No," I say lower lip quivering. I wanted to say yes, but what would that do to my scholarship. If anyone finds out I slept with him in his house let alone here at school we would both be in jeopardy. He moves back and runs his hand through his hair. "I won't make you do anything you don't want to. You can walk out right now if you don't want me to f*CK you." I part my lips and widen my eyes. He runs his knuckle down my arm and I shiver in pleasure. "If you don't want me to f*CK you like I did Friday night and Saturday morning." my face flushes and I look away from him. He moves closer and slides his hand through my arm. He grips my hip possessively and lowers his head to my ear. "Tell me you don't want me to get you off with my mouth. Tell me and I'll leave you alone." His Husky voice whispers in my ear. "Professor Sawyer" I make a strangulated noise. "You bend me over." his eyes light up and in no time I'm bent over his desk... Join Evelyn on this Erotic Adventure trying to resist Aiden Sawyer's Temptation! [Mature Content🌶🌶🌶] Copyright ©️ 2021 ThekayX8. All Rights Reserved.

A collection of essays and rants, inspired and taken from a series that I have been writing for several years concerning this subject. A stirring account of how certain issues are poisoned by organized religions and why we as a society would be much better off without them.

The Wisdom of Christopher Hitchens.