"It is not nice to listen in on very important matters." He had called her out from her hiding spot. The minute he had looked at her, she saw his eyes turn from muddy brown to black in a matter of seconds. Though young, Willow was a beauty; a sight to behold. Black raven hair, silk and shiny always laid neatly in a braid atop her head. Her skin was sun kissed pale compared to her tribe, and blue-grey eyes; were a sight to behold. A wicked beast lusts for her, but she was meant to mate with a barbarian; king of lethal beasts.

*A Zombie Apocalypse romance story* *Updated every two/three weeks on Wednesday* The world didn't end with a bang or a whimper. It ended with screams. God, I'd never forget the screams. They'd haunt me until I undoubtedly fell victim to the same fate, which realistically would have been sooner rather than later - if it hadn't been for him. Eric's world had ended 18 years prior. He mainly ran on fumes, doing jobs that would put him away for life if he got caught. It didn't matter to him; he had nothing to live for. Until The Dead rose and he met her. He knew he had a higher survival rate than most people, and he planned on using those skills to keep them from dying along with the rest of the planet.

Earlier known as Enemies with Benefits Dawn Lee Clayton and Cameron Jason Hardwick are sworn enemies. They have taken upon themselves to make each other's life miserable since the start of college. It's the junior year and Cameron has decided to end this for once and for all as he shows up at Dawn's door in the middle of the night to threaten her. But that's when things started to heat up and they ended up making an arrangement. But will it go as they planned or cupid will do his own little thing? Who will fall first? Will they be too naive to realize or too stubborn to accept? ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- R-Rated. Mature. Kids, stay away!!

"I fucking hate you" "I fucking hate you more" "I fucking hate how hard I wanna fuck you right now" "fucking do it then, bitch" WARNING: sexual content extreme dirty talk

"Did she mean a lot to you, Eero? Did the visha toxin running through her veins make your blood boil just like hers?" He snarled at Eero. Eero remained silent, walking slowly closer to her killer. Silas laughed, "She called your name, begging for you to save her. Where were you?" Eero clenched his fists, he could feel the anger wanting to take over. His feral side rising to the surface. It knew just as he did that Silas would see his end right here. Right now. "What was her name, again? Parton? Penelope?" The golden eyes sparkled sinisterly. He lazily reached for his sword, a smirk playing on his lips. Eero stopped just out of arms length from Silas. His blue eyes flashed as another fiery boulder was launched. Runes started to form on his skin, stark against the pale of his flesh. His fingers elongated into claws and his build grew in height. Inky blackness started to flow from his form in deadly tendrils. Silas sat in quiet shock at the creature before him. He had heard the rumors of Eero's true form, and knew it was horrific enough to make Eero fall the first time around considering he was the one to send the witch to cast her curse. But he hadn't realized just how terrifying Eero's beastly side was. Another catapult sent a fiery boulder, casting light into the darkening throne room. The light revealed the pointy teeth sitting in Eero's snarling mouth. Silas swallowed the lump in his throat. He should have known. He should have known that this creature, the creation of his own actions, would come back for him. "Her name," the words came out like gravel from the looming beast, causing a shiver to run along Silas' spine, "was Payton."

𝘏𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘬 - #44 𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳-𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘳 Sutton's worries are far from over... S L O W U P D A T E S ! WARNING : aberrant behavior, bloody and grisly details, strong sexuality, language, and drugs.

Volume 3 in the Amelia Taylor-Simmons collection. Amelia Taylor- Simmons is trying to keep her sanity, raising two toddlers and now taking care of a new child, plus a full time job as a teacher. Not to mention the needs of her Husband, Dominic and her Lover, Rory. Can she handle it all, while trying to find herself in the process? **Strong Sexual Content & Language.**

**THIS IS A SAMPLE, PLEASE DO NOT READ IT IF YOU ARE GOING TO GET TRIGGERED BY THE FACT THAT IT IS A SAMPLE. THE FULL BOOK IS AVAILABLE ON MY PATREON www.patreon.com/kayy_b OR ON MY INKITT SUBSCRIPTION PAGE*** Nina Michaels was only a few months away from graduating University when she found out she's pregnant due to a one night stand. Trying to do what's best for her baby she contacts the man who impregnated her and decides to tell him about the baby. Nina is relived when he does accept that he is the father of the child growing inside her but that is short lived once she finds out exactly who and what he is. As his secrets are slowly exposed she knows her world will never be the same. This is book 1 of the Lycan Series! **To read the full story, go to www.patreon.com/kayy_b **

"We have to help repopulate." He says as if it's nothing. "Why?" I ask, worriedly. "They killed off most of the world, only the rich got to survive. A lot of disasters have started since the council made that mistake and now we have to fix that mistake by repopulating, and then our children will do the same." He says that and then walks over to my side and sits down right next to me, I suddenly noticed that my tears have picked up and my shirt was all wet. "How many are left?" I ask. He thinks for a minute and concludes that there's only 1 million left. "We have to have 7 kids. It's law, or else we'll go to federal prison."

I always dreamed of growing up, falling in love and having a baby. This is the society I live in. When I was younger I wanted to be like the mommy's I saw in the park when my mommy and daddy took me and my younger brother there. Now I'm not so sure I want to go through with this. I have no choice though. I wish I didn't have to have a baby. In the year 2056, the struggling government match people to produce children to increase the dwindling population.  Every female must produce a child for the government to raise before their eighteenth year. Megan has just past the dawn of her seventeenth year, today she is to be matched. By the time she is eighteen she must have produced a child with her Match to give to the government to raise. She will go on to have another child which she wil She had always wanted to be a mother, just not really any more. With the strange letter from her mother, being matched with Peter and the really convenient power outages, Megan had to make a choice