Human beings are sane, rational people. Necessities take up prime attention and wants are the temptations we rarely strive to ignore. For Chrystal E. Jenkins, the moment she saw Elliot Dupree, she knew she liked him. What use had she playing coy and ignorant of facts? Passions pull from played ignorance and the last thing she needs is to lose her wit when every moment needs her careful attention. Raised to always have a sound, practical and honest mind, Chrystal finds herself in a game of chance as the line of losing control wavers before her, offers dangled temptingly by the boy with icy, blue eyes. What will she do as ploys are thrust around her? Where can she regain her stance as control slips from her grasp, and her sight? Could loving Elliot be her downfall?

She'd just lost her best friend. Penny had no idea she was about to find a new one, one even greater. A friend, a lover, perhaps more, all rolled into one. All she has to do is bribe him with a coffee, and add in that special gift of hers. As Gran said once; She can talk for the whole US of A and then some.

Federica d'Osana has it all: only eighteen, she has success written in her future, money at her fingertips, and beauty as stunning as her anger. She's a third daughter of perfection. One flaw: she doesn't have choice. When summer before college takes an unexpected twist, she finds herself questioning her purpose; whether she should just do and not question. And it all started with him; the guy whose stare dares her to take a chance at all opportunity. One problem about it all: she's lied, and he hates liars. Antonio Juan Gonzalez doesn't have it all. Life has been battles and struggles, and he's managed to conquer each challenge as it comes. He doesn't need a bratty princess coming in and shattering his peace and he doesn't need her gap-tooth smile distracting him and her vibrant eyes calling to instincts he doesn't want to spare. He calls the women, they don't call him. But she's not a princess, as Federica d'Ordunya claims. She's just into fashion, loves art, and rises to all his challenges. And he's caught as meeting after meeting proves just what she claims: a woman with a heart. The streets are full of violence, betrayal is a song in the air, tears flow in the sewers like a river of souls, but it can all be washed away by the love, gently trickling down with its ferocious yet rejuvenating spirit, bringing compassion and chance. Valencia is filled with the truths, of battles lost and struggles overburdening young shoulders, and it is in these streets that starts the paths Rica and Tony need to follow. But can what started as a lie, continue to prosper after the hard bump on its road? When things turn awry, can they hold on to new found freedom, or will they lose what they once had, and what they now want?

He was powerful. He was terrifying. Said to be cruel and unjust. Terrifyingly possessive. He had the world, but to him she was his world. There was nothing he wouldn't do for his miraculum.

Warning: For mature readers only (18+). COMPLETED They started out rough. He took everything in a businesslike manner. He thought he could get her with his arrogant smirks, his womanizing style, but he was wrong. They were like opposite poles. She is sweet and simple. He is rough and famous. She is plain and he is fancy. How would Demetrio charm her? Is abduction works in the likes of her? Athena is a hopeless romantic girl. She's just like any ordinary girl who likes roses and chocolates. She believes that the perfect guy was just out there until she met the rude, intimidating, womanizer billionaire Demetrio Pallos. She hated his guts. But the sparks between them were palpable every time their eyes met, but she wants chocolates and roses which the other despised. Will they end up together?

Warning: Contains some mature scenes. (Highest Rating: #34) Excerpt: "Look, I know we had a bad start, and you hated me, but can you give me a chance to show you that I'm not what you think?" he pleaded earnestly. His hands were tucked into his pockets, his gaze never leaves me. "Let me think about it!" I replied, and turned on my heel, but he grabs my hand and pulled me into his chest. I wanted to kick his groin, but the feelings being in his arms had my brain froze, my rational being long forgotten. It feels home in his arms. I felt secure and for some reason, I felt relax. He nuzzled his nose against the top of my head like it was the natural thing to do, and I'm liking it. Unconsciously, my hands snake around his waist. I smelled his musky intoxicating scent. He smells delicious just as I thought. "You're officially mine, Babe!!" he whispered which made me realized I just surrendered to him. I quickly pulled my hands off his waist and crossed it on my chest, but he's still holding my waist. "No, I'm not!" I objected as I shook my head in disapproval, frowning at him. What happened when two strong-willed collides, with their heart gets tangled. Will they let go, or fight for it? What happened when all secrets of their past, revealed? [ SLOWLY EDITING ] --Read at your own risk, may encounter some grammatical errors!.--

[BOOK 2] NOTE FROM AUTHOR: "I wrote this book in High school, so if you don't like it and find it poorly written, I completely understand" Selene is the abomination to her race; half-human wolf, no one knows her secret except her even more secretive father. If anyone were to find out what she was it could mean in her untimely death. When her father's past comes hunting him down, Selene's forced to live in a house occupied by all-male inhabitants--unmated, bad-mannered, and untamed wolves that obey a temperamental young Alpha. Alpha Lucca wants nothing to do with the she-wolf that clings to his new Beta's back. Hard to ignore the fact that she is aggressive, beautiful and exactly the type of girl he'd want, Lucca is bent on evading her from his thoughts...and his dreams. Selene proves to add to his long list of problems as she spends everyday near his line of sight and out of his reach. He goes out of his way to make it clear that he loathes her, but but not in the way she thinks. Drawn to her like a moth to a flame, Lucca desires to keep her in his dominion, whether she likes to or not. Written: 2012

[Edited Version] "We only read erotica," Fiona said with a straight face. "Come again?" I asked, clutching my copy of Jane Eyre to my chest. I suddenly felt like a girl who'd come to a fancy-dress party dressed as herself. "Oh, come on, Janelle," Fiona smiled, pulling my hand and leading me into the room. The light in the library was dimmed to a dull glow, and then I heard a man's voice reading: "I entered her from behind, squeezing the taut skin of her buttocks and driving myself even deeper, until..." Somewhere in the dark, I heard moans of pleasure and the unmistakable yowl of a climax... [Cover by @headfullofstars]