"Ezekiel...." I whispered softly into his ear, my crimson lips tugging into a sly smirk as I felt his body shake grow stiff against mine. My finger trailed softly against his arm, goosebumps raising along the path I traveled. "Stop." He whispered, I noticed how utterly breathless he had become. Causing the smirk that tugged at my lips to expand into a sinister smile. My fingers left his arm, lifting my fingers in the air I delicately grasp his chin, as if I squeezed too hard he'd crumple to dust beneath my fingers. "Why do you want me to stop, Zeke?" I questioned, my eyes feigning fake innocence as I awaited his answer. His eyes searched mine, and I felt my own proud look faltering as I undoubtably started to melt looking into his pools of Amber. "Because..." he started, his lip being tugged into his mouth by his white teeth. "Because...?" I assisted, as I got as close to him as physically possible. His eyes hardened, glaring into my soulless ones. "It feels, Sinful."

Oreos. That's one word that'll have Leah Summers weak to her knees. Her obsession with them is like an obsession someone has for drugs. Touch them and you'll most likely end up 6ftn under. Jaxon Knight, your typical Mafia badass. Heartless, cruel, powerful. No one stands a chance against him, he gets whatever he wants with a snap of his finger. Running the biggest Mafia in the world, with the strongest of assassins. With an unusual meeting, both their lives take a turn. Mystery, sadness, serendipity, and happiness await them both. But at what costs? The Mafia King Ate My Oreos ............................................. *Fast-Paced* Major editing going on. Read at your own risk at this point lolz ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO ME AND ONLY ME! Do not copy my work. Just don't even bother doing so. #2 in food .................................................

A married writer begins a passionate and destructive affair with a tortured artist, not knowing he has loved her since they met thirteen years ago. ***** Eloise Airens sat as a model for an art class thirteen years ago, where a damaged young artist, Aidan Foley, fell in love with her. For him, she was everything. For her, he was just a face in the crowd. But thirteen years later, Eloise's marriage is struggling and she ends up at Aidan's latest art show in New York. He's immediately drawn to her as he's never gotten over his obsession, and she's drawn to him because despite his pretentious art, only he can make her feel truly alive. Despite trying to save her marriage and stay true to her values, Eloise can't escape the pull of the talented, brooding, yet tortured Aidan Foley. Will she stay with the world she knows, or risk everything? And more importantly, will she do so before Aidan tells her about their strange past? [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]]

He backed me into the wall and clamped my mouth shut, "Be quiet" his words lashed. His breath fanned against my face and I could smell mint in his breath. The closet was so dark I couldn't make out any of his features except for forest green eyes that pierced into mine, drilling into my skull. Once he was certain the bimbos where gone, he released me and swung open the door then looked at me expectingly. Keeping my head down, I went to stalk out only to swing my head around and meet the green eyed boy. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When Red Delensy has to move to Canada with her grandmother, in a place where it almost always snows. She discovers new places, secrets and friends. On her first day of school, she makes a memorable first day, being 20 minutes late for her first class, making enemies with the plastic barbies and meeting the extremely dangerous, cocky and confusing Xavier Moore. Will little red riding hood be able to stand the big bad wolf? *WARNING: this book is NOT a werewolf book and is super clique and filled with editing mistakes that I will fix up whenever I feel like it* Thanks xx