"It terrifies you knowing I could run any second doesn't it Cole" she taunted him, her warm breath meeting the skin of his neck was like wildfire hitting his flesh. She was so confident and he loved seeing her like this when she thought she could take control. "I could be gone tomorr-" she didn't have time to react when he pinned her to the wall, his strong hands wrapping around her biceps, trapping her. He was so strong but she didn't care at this point, she loved him so much but she couldn't do it, engore a memory that haunted her this whole time, a memory of her nightmares that he caused and still he couldn't see what he had done. "You took everything from me, my virginity, my freedom, you ripped me away from everything I had ever known and still I loved you and I trusted you because that's all you ever gave me but I was dying here Cole, we were dying so I ran and who could blame me, after everything you said to me that night, the way you were with me, you scared the shit out out of me, you fucking hurt me Cole and yet it's all my fault isn't it?" Her eyes held so much truth but he couldn't remember anything. "You're full of bullshit, I didn't do anything to you" it scared him thinking that he might of hurt her and since he couldn't rememebr it was easier to just deny everything. "You're a monster Cole" she gritted, her anger was so eminent it was boiling her blood so much that even he would burn at her touch. Her eyes were so cold and the look on her face was leathal but he loved it all. Placing a hand on her neck, he pulled her closer, his lips grazing hers so quick and so soft that she whimpered at the sudden contact "but I'm your monster" and with that he claimed her lips like he had claimed everything else from her. *** She ran and the monster followed.

"You said it yourself Cam, Brandon doesn't have that kind of money and friend or not theres no fucking way I can just let it slide" I was definetly sure he'd lost his fucking mind, he was actually serious? I couldn't believe it. "So let ing work for you" I snapped at him as I began pacing back and forth, it got to the point I couldn't keep still any longer. "I've told you Cam I don't want his fucking work, I just want you" he repeated as I stopped pacing to look him straight in the eye and it was ever present on my face that he knew how crazy I thought he was. "Then ask me out on a date don't blackmail me you bastard" I could see the frustration building up in him the longer this went on but I didn't give a fuck right now, I wasn't an object that could be bought or sold in this. "Look Cam either Brandon dies or I get you so make your choice" he demanded as we stood there looking into eachothers eye.

Finally we pulled up as my hand went to reach the handle the locks where clicked so it was useless."What the fuck Ryder" I snapped "look at me" he demanded. I turned my head in his direction a serious look on his face. "I never want to see another man touching you again you hear, your mine and always will be" he spoke so calmly as my heart pounded my chest. I didn't know what to say all I wanted was to get out of this fucking car "unlock the doors" I spoke just managing to get it out. In one night they were gone every night it replayed in my head finding their rooms empty it was the worst feeling in the world and know three years later their back expecting the innocent girls we used to be but not realising how far from it we've gotten and know as they stand before us again I feel wounds I thought that had healed open and my heart ripped once more but worst of all my brothers bestfriend he's got me and he's never letting go, this is either an amazing dream or my worst nightmare.

Book 2 in Kidnapped Series Nathaniel Jaymes Harden (Nate), rich, good looks, and kind at heart. But when the only girl he's ever love weds another man, he decides to seek revenge against the man that took away his happiness, and what better way to do it than taking away the only other girl the man love most, his sister, Lillianna Nina Chambers (Lillie) and to use the exact same method the man used against his first love: kidnap. ------------ When Lillie feels the rope drop from her wrists, she quickly brought her aching arms around her and examines the red mark on her delicate skin, gently rubbing at them. Pouting her lips, she swirls around to him and inches her wrists closer to him. "Look what you've done!" the pout never leaving her lips. Just one look at her puckered delectable lips and a growl erupts from Nate's throat. Within a flash, his large hands grab hold of each side of her face, the tips of his fingers lost within her soft brown hair. He brought their faces only inches apart. She can see the fiery hunger burning deep within the depths of blue. She can feel herself slowly getting lost in his intense gaze. "Your body's been teasing me all day," his voice low and husky sending a pleasurable jolt down to her core, "and now your lips are begging me to kiss them." He slams his lips down on hers hard, needy and hungrily. Book 1: The Mistake

I feel the breath of air on the back of my neck. My limbs freeze and my breath catches in my throat. The male hands grab me by the hips. I can't move. His lips are by my ear, grazing the skin, his teeth tugging on my earlobe. His breath is hot on my skin, his lips moving down to my neck. My head tilts slightly. I shake my head. He doesn't have a weapon, I do. I turn in his grip, raising my bat. He catches the swing with one hand. He doesn't even flinch. "I wouldn't do that baby." His voice is like velvet, filling up the room. His lips are back on my neck, his tongue trails over the skin. The voice, the lips, are familiar. "You might mess up my pretty face." "Pretty face, my ass." I let the bat drop to the floor in-between the two of us. I should've known. "What are you doing here?" "Besides scaring you shitless?" "You didn't-" "Don't lie, I saw what you did to those poor hangers." *** It's a game of cat and dog. A game that's lasted four years. A game that expires in three short months. It's a battle of wits, of sarcasm, of teasing one liners, of sloppy kisses that may lead to more but nothing passed physical. It's a game with no rules. And they seem to be breaking them all. Thea Shaw and Ethan Michaels have a complicated relationship. One that neither wants to come to an end. But with college nearing and feelings developing what will come of their little game? He promises her one last summer of underage fun; parties, sunsets, long talks, sweet kisses, and no talk of college until it's time to leave. There are only two ways this summer can end. Either in each other's arms or the breaking of their hearts. #4 in New Adult [COMPLETED]

Jonah Lewis Chambers, a multi-billion dollar CEO, has only one objective on his mind - REVENGE. Mindy Ivory Young, your average hardworking, innocent and feisty woman falls prey to his revenge. When a mistake causes Jonah to seek revenge against Mindy and her family to the point of even kidnapping her, he never expected the plan to backfire on him causing him to create even more mistakes. He doesn't know when it happen but he has fallen hard for the girl. Will he ever be able to see past all the hate and revenge? And will she ever be able to forgive him? *Excerpt* Jonah wasn't going to stop. He was enjoying himself too much. Mindy shuts her eyes tightly and her body tense readying herself for his kiss. He smiled at her actions before ever so lightly placing a kiss on her soft cheek closing his eyes as well. A less than appropriate sigh escape from Mindy's mouth. Jonah's eyes snaps open. He lets go of her and shoves her aside. "Hurry and come out!" Then he storms out of the room not looking back. Mindy clutches her towel to her chest breathing heavily. She was so confused as to what just happen. She slowly takes her left hand and touch her cheek where he had kiss so gently. The feeling was still there. That kiss was not of an ogre, but of a prince to his princess. Why would he had kiss her like that? Still confuse she tries her best to forget the thought as she dresses. **Book 1 in Kidnapped Series** FYI: Mild laugange and sexual contents throughout.

----- In serious need of revision! ----- Wanna-be journalist Kate Santoro would do anything for the scoop. Anything. Including finding her way into an underground club exclusive to only those in the Genovese mafia and the beautiful women they employee. What could be more perfect? She would stick to the shadows, snap a few videos, and write the biggest story New York has ever seen, therein making her a legend! Easy as pie. Until she gets found. A series of blatant lies and lucky breaks later and she is mistaken to be one of the workers underneath. While many might be terrified of this predicament Kate couldn't be more excited. The freedom to roam the area and talk to the members of the infamous brotherhood will leave no rock unturned. All she has to do is keep her cover until the night is over and the workers go home. What a fantastic position she is in! There are just two problems. One being him. Alessio. The Don, the Godfather, the Capo di tutti capi (the boss of bosses) who has taken a keen interest in Kate. Even that is something she could probably handle for one night. Except problem number two. They don't leave. Not at the end of the night, the end of the week, or even the end of the month. Alessio's interest in Kate threatens to expose her, something she would surely die from. He knows she doesn't belong but it's not as though she could have just waltzed in, right? By the time Kate realizes that not even the greatest scoop is worth the price, she is in far too deep to call it quits now. ~~~Praise for When The Sun Goes Down~~~ Natasha427: "It was so captivating that I may or may not have spent the last several hours holed up in my room frantically scrolling down to read more. I LOVED IT!" uninteresting17: "You're my soulmate. I love just everything about your writing." Daisy_Blue: "Has anyone seen my heart? It seems to have been ripped out and tossed across the ocean." NaughtyPlease: "I am beyond obsessed with this piece of literature heaven!!!"

His hand gripped her hip, gently, "The way I want to fuck you. Merda! You wouldn't believe it." Freya gasped this time, looking into his eyes and realising he was dead serious. He found her desirable. She blushed. "Yes but I'm no good for you Tesoro, trust me. I'll only hurt you.", he warned. "So stop giving me bedroom eyes across the room every time we're in the same vicinity. Otherwise... ", he trailed off, running his hand lightly over her crotch over the material of her dress as she gasped. --------------------- Freya Lorden's sheltered life is shattered the moment Nixon Ford walks in all handsome and broody. There's an instant attraction that both try to fight off. Between troubled pasts, family secrets, jealous foes and a dangerous mob boss seeking out revenge, it's not going to be easy for them. If they want to be together, they're going to have to fight for it and each other. But what love is worth it if you don't work for it? ⚠️TW⚠️ This story contains mature content, violence, death and mentions of suicide.

This is the sequel to Light as a Feather, Stiff as a Board, the first book in the Weeping Willow High School series.

This is Book 3 in the Light as a Feather series. Book 1: Light as a Feather, Stiff as a Board (available on Amazon & iTunes) Book 2: Light as a Feather, Cold as Marble I would like to extend a giant THANK YOU from the bottom of my heart to all of you who've stuck with these books over the last 3 years.