Emily Weatherly was no gently-bred London debutante. In fact, she had thrived on the streets of London, a pickpocket and urchin, until Fate threw her lot in with the Weatherly's, a prestigious family who unselfishly raised her as their own and protect her from a heinous secret that could destroy her life. Despite this, she is never truly accepted as a proper lady, always scorned and ridiculed, and she vows to do her adopted family proud by making a respectable match with a gentleman of some rank and notoriety. Sebastian Weatherly harbors a secret that could thwart his carefully constructed bachelorhood. Indiscriminate rake, scoundrel and downright rogue, he has had to endure Emily Weatherly's presence for as long as he could remember. Now that she intends to make a respectable match, which he knows cannot ever be him as he is not respectable, he can hardly ignore the bitter jealousy residing in his heart as he is forced to watch Emily courted by various beaus.

"Beautiful," he exclaimed while looking at her with eyes filled with pure adoration and love. He kissed her shoulders and slowly, gently bent down kissing her breasts one at a time, as she leaned her head back feeling his heated, delicious breath whenever he touched her. His hands continued to explore her as she caressed his back and bit softly on his neck. He ran his tongue all over her body as her hair sparkled. Her skin was soft and inviting as they clung to each other. He felt her hands on his back pulling him closer.

The Duke of Marlborough has signed betrothal contracts on behalf of his daughter, Lady Arianna Kent. But Arianna is not the type to blindly follow her father's biddings. It is not long before Arianna has different plans for her life and as the wedding date draws near, she sets sail for the colonies. Life isn't as easy as it seems and she soon comes to realize that a pirate attack is the least of her concerns as her father's troubles, and those of the handsome privateer captain who rescues her, catch up with her. In a twisted whirlwind of fate Arianna finds herself in situations she had only ever read about in her novels. Is Arianna strong enough to face the challenges life has in store for her? Can she hope to find happiness along the way? *** Watty's 2014 Collector's Dream Award Winner *** Series Order The Duke's Daughter The Reverand's Daughter by @jaidesmamasmama (wattpad) The Highwayman's Daughter (wattpad) The Harlot's Daughter by @jaidesmamasmama (wattpad)

Lady Callie was a woman on a mission. She traveled to London alone on a quest to liberate herself from her estranged fiance Lord Thorbrooke, who, according to her is a womanizing, unfeeling, egotistical scoundrel. However, the arrival of her parents soon complicates the situation. After reasonable arguments from her father and lots of tears from her mother, Callie found herself staring at the end of a bargain: she was to spend four months with her fiance - four, whole months - before she could walk away, free from Thorbrooke.

Amy and Jace are back. And they are both are hungry for revenge..... "Stop wriggling" Jace warned, in a heated yet seductive voice. His mouth was just above my ear, hot breath and his lips inches away from them, fanning my cheeks. He stepped backward again, my traitorous body flushing as he dragged me toward him. I felt his hair grazed my soft skin, a shiver spiraling down my spine. Love. Betrayal. Trust. Commitments. 2nd Book Of "My Husband's Lover"

"I will never love you, Amy. We were forced upon each other but I will never love you" Jace said, coldly. Amy Smith was forced to marry the player Jace Johnson. And she was hiding a deep secret from him, a secret that she didn't want him to know. She was in love with him, the moment she laid her eyes on him since they were little. Will he ever love her? Or despise her?

These are all little itty bitty stories that are just here to make you happy. They never end; I just keep posting and posting these ideas that pop into my head or dreams that come to me in my sleep. There's never a sad ending, just a dash of humor, and just enough perfection to get you to smile. I hope they make you as happy as I was when I was writing them. Otherwise I'll cry and drown myself in Ben and Jerry's Cinnamon Buns ice cream. I'm just kidding. ...Or am I?

[Edited Version ● Alternate Ending] "Colin? I feel so awful lying to you so I have to tell you what happened..today," Frankie blurted out, nervously cracking her knuckles as she stared at her boyfriend from one side of the living room. Colin's bright blue eyes danced. "What is it, sweetheart?" "I...I bumped into my ex-husband in the elevator today." "And?" Frankie exhaled. "And we had sex. In the elevator." There was an interminable silence before Colin smiled. "We'll work through this, honey. Don't worry." "Work through this?" she spluttered in disbelief. "How? How can we, when all I want is for him to do it again? And again, and again, and again, and..." She trailed off, sighing. It pained her to see Colin's hurt expression, but then again, it pained her to know that Konstantin had made her climax in that elevator more times than Colin had in their whole relationship... *cover by @hartlings*

[Edited Version] “You ever think about letting your hair loose?” Ashton asked, his breath kissing Amor’s neck as they waltzed. “My hair’s fine,” Amor snapped in annoyance. Ashton chuckled. “That’s not what I meant.” His hands slowly hiked up the hem of her dress and her breath caught. “What are you doing?” She uneasily glanced around at the dancing couples. “Giving a new meaning to dirty dancing,” he replied quietly. And he entered her. [Cover by @zarawhite]