*Coming soon from W by Wattpad* When beauty meets her beast-a modern retelling of a classic story with one major twist...this story isn't for sweet little girls. 'Keep the Blarcum name strong.' That is LORD VAN BLARCUM's duty and his curse. All his life he's been groomed to carry on the Blarcum legacy. He lives under his mother's rule, and he does as she pleases to protect the one thing he loves most: his manor. He doesn't care for the legacy or the empire. He prefers his isolated life on the Hebridean Isle of Lewis. His manor and his horses are all he needs. Until she walks into his life... AMANI BLAKE wants adventure. She's dreamt of seeing the rolling hills of the Highlands since she was a child, but she's stuck. She let her mother's fears keep her in the same place she's always been. After an explosive encounter with her employer, Amani has enough. She quits her job and takes her life into her own hands. A lucky search on LinkedIn has her accepting a position as an assistant to a Lord in Stornoway, Scotland. Will Lord Blarcum learn to love something more than his manor and be the adventure Amani didn't know she was looking for? Or will duty stand in the way of affairs of the heart? Cover illustration by Loveedreams from Artists&Clients ************************** Highest rankings: #1 in #Blackwoman #1 in #Swirl #1 in #StrongFemaleLead #1 in #Interracial #1 in #DiverseLit #1 in #POC #1 in #BWWM #1 in #Slowburn #2 in #Royal #2 in Interracial

Book 2 in my Wolf Series. Liara is back home. A place she never wanted to be. Family secrets come to light when she begins to hear voices in her head and cravings she doesn't understand. Liara finds herself in the middle of a war in the sleepy town of Honeybee. Simona is hell bent on revenge and joins forces with a sworn enemy to take down a man who has wronged her family. Her bond with Caleb proves difficult to escape, as her Wolf matures her cravings become impossible to ignore.

Fighting is a way of life for Amelia 'Scrappy' Armstrong as well as for everyone in her town, it is life on her side of the canyon as a whole. It is what she was born to do, bred to do. Scrappy has the best chance of being chosen for the ever popular Fights, the best chance to keep her town going for another year, so she's excited when she is chosen to be a Fighter. Scrappy had always thought of Fights as intense, fun, and exciting, but not deadly. None of the tournaments back home had been. But now on the other side of the canyon, Scrappy discovers what Fighting really is. She discovers that Fighting means a chance at a life sometimes, but most of the time, in reality, it just means death. She has to Fight for her life. Fight to survive. And fight to stay how she's always been.

Ever since her mother's death, Adelaide Emelry has been living with her abusive father, who also happens to be the king of Soleria. Despite living in a royal palace, Adelaide didn't exactly have the easiest life. On her 18th birthday, she finds out she is to marry their enemy of 130 years, Dominic Alsvera, also known as the God of War. Will she find happiness or will her world become worse than it already is? Warning: mature content [EDITING]

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"So, what, you think I wanted to fall in love with you?" he asked with his gaze super glued to hers. With a thoughtful look in her eyes, Denise shrugged. Mark lets a scoff, "have you met you? You are loud, outspoken, a smart ass, a hot-head, you do before you think, you're attitude stinks, you -" "I'm all these things," she took his facts like a champ. "Yet, you've fallen in love with me." "Yeah," Mark nods, unremorseful "Yeah, I have. I love that smart mouth of yours. I love it when you're pissed; I love that you don't take shit from anyone else or even me. That attitude can be a real pain in my ass but," he shrugged, "you wouldn't be you without it." Denise was so flattered, she looked away, fighting the urge to smile and feel. Lately, his compliments gave her butterflies. Yet, at the same time, it made her feel like she was getting punched in the gut. She knew this was going to happen - it was inevitable. You spend so much time with someone you're bound to fall. The problem isn't that Mark had fallen in love with her. Or that she had feelings for him too. The issue was that Denise had never loved anyone before, let alone a guy. She had to like guys to deal with them, but love? Selfless, sincere, real love was something she wasn't even sure she possessed. What if she couldn't give to Mark what he was evidently willing to give her. It would be different if she didn't care about him. Mark was different than the other guys; he mattered to her. If there was any guy she didn't want to ruin things with, it was him.

Six months of contracts. Zero sleep. One promise: on Friday at 5:00, Topaz Lee is off the clock and off the grid. The curvy, sharp accounts manager has earned a week of sun and selective amnesia-until a wrong table and a louder room put her in the crosshairs of people who think price tags equal pedigree. Enter Jae-Hyun Choi and Jin-Jae Choi-Seoul's billionaire brothers and heirs to a chaebol empire. In their world, bloodlines are currency, women are vetted like mergers, and an American Black woman from "nowhere" is a scandal, not a soulmate. But Topaz is nobody's cautionary tale. She negotiates empires for breakfast. She laughs at velvet ropes. And when a public slight turns into a viral storm, the brothers learn the one thing money can't buy: her respect-or her yes. Boardrooms become battlegrounds. Family councils become trials. Desire becomes dangerous. If she steps inside their world, she risks being remade to fit it. If she walks away, she loses the men who saw her fire and didn't flinch. Is Topaz the gemstone that cracks an empire-or the girl the empire crushes? Read CHAEBOL TOPAZ for class war, culture clash, slow-burn heat, and a love bold enough to break a dynasty. #COMPLETED ⛔️TRIGGER WARNING: This story is MATURE. There are explicit depictions of sexual acts written within the context of this story. If this is offensive or triggering for you, please do not read this story. Thanks.⛔️ *AMAZON PUBLISHED BOOKS ARE EDITED TO REFLECT CHANGES NOT AVAILABLE ON WATTPAD* ****EXPLICIT SEX SCENES- 18+****

Emery Amato was the only girl of the Amato siblings, but that didn't make her any less intimidating. She had made a name for herself all of her own. Specializing in getting information. Her creative ways of doing it knew no bounds and for that reason, she garnered respect alone. She felt like a Prince, because Kings had too many responsibilities, and every Prince needed a Princess. Emery first laid eyes on hers one night while she was out with her siblings. She was everything Emery could have ever wanted physically. The only word that did her justice was, Mine. Larkin Hall was your average college student. She was majoring in Business Finance and she spent a lot of her time studying. Coming from a childhood riddled with foster homes, she was determined to make something of herself. She had been dating the same guy casually for a few months, but didn't see it going anywhere serious. One night while she was out with him, her eyes landed on what she initially assumed was an attractive male, but turned out to be an attractive female. Larkin didn't know how to take it. She had never been attracted to or with a woman before, but it seemed that she was going to get a first hand lesson. One of many. ~~~ "What are you doing?" Larkin questioned as Emery pushed her backwards onto the bed before hovering over her. "Helping you study." The older woman stated, kissing on her neck. Larkin let out a small groan. "How is this supposed to help me study?" "You're holding in too much tension. I'm going to help you release it." Emery informed her as she lifted up her shirt and kissed down her stomach. When she made it to the waistband of her panties, she pulled them off of Larkin before looking up at her. "A few times." She then tacked on to her earlier statement before plunging tongue first into her pussy.

Sarasi Smith has spent the last 4 years trying to help her family out of a mess she didn't even create. Feeling lost, scared, and confused she reaches a breaking point and decides enough is enough. Just when she's ready to end it all, she meets a certain someone that has her questioning everything. This man who's ruthless, scary, moody, with a soft spot reserved just for her just might be the one to change her mind and her life forever. And his name is Mugen.

Kylen Amato was psychotic. It was the only word that could describe it. He enjoyed the feel of taking someone's life and he he didn't need a reason to do it. He didn't give a damn about anything or anybody but his siblings. That changed on a night out with his siblings. It was the first time he had laid eyes on his doll. He wanted to own her, possess her and he was going to do just that. He took what he wanted, no questions asked and she would be no exception. His only word for her was, Mine. Sutton Cross was a technical genius. She graduated college at the age of nineteen and went into business with her best friend, who was more like her sister. She was quiet and shy, finding it hard to talk to and trust people. However, one faithful night after celebrating a completed job, she comes across a young man that roused something inside of her. Making her want to talk to him, trust him. Even if his eyes told her that he was beyond trouble. ~~~ "K-Kylen." Sutton stuttered out as he picked her up and placed her back against the wall. "Sshh, Doll. It's okay." She wanted to believe him, but the last boy she had believed had stripped her of her virtue because he wanted to be able to say he was the one who had done it. Kylen could see the fear in her eyes and for the first time he actually cared how someone outside of his siblings felt. He leaned in and kissed her lips. "I'm not that fuck boy, Sutton." He told her. "I'll be here when you wake up in the morning." He promised her. "I-In t-the morning?" Sutton questioned confused since it was only six in the evening. "The morning." Kylen confirmed with a smirk. "Because Daddy's about to fuck you to sleep." He told her before slowly sliding into her.