~Short and Steamy Western Romance ~ Retired Navy Seal has returned home.. Just in time to get his Wife back.

Quick Read~Short Story~Erotic Romance Hank was in love with his sweet young wife, Jolene. He protected her, and made sure she was well taken care of. But he stopped touching her. Stopped talking to her. Barely even looked at her. Can Jolene figure out why? ****** This is the first short, erotic romance in the 'True Love Never Dies' series. It'll be short and sweet..and sinfully sexy!

Quick Read-Short Story-Erotic Romance She is too young. Too innocent. But he can't stay away. June is in love with her GrandFather's boss, William. Most see the wealthy ranch owner as a tough as nails, no nonsense man. To June, she see's her protector. Her lover. *** This is another quick read, just for fun, sex filled short story. Hope ya'll enjoy!!

Short Story Western~Steamy~Romance Lacey moved down South in secret to get away from her abusive father. She struggles as a new nurse in the small town Hospital's Emergency Room, but eventually things start looking up. When the brooding rancher comes for a visit her world starts to spiral. In between getting to the know the older cowboy, she befriends a young woman who relates to her own family trouble. Happy Ever After No cheating No Threesomes M/F *This book has not been edited, I'm sure I've made minor grammar mistakes, story line mess-ups. I do apologize, but certainly feel free to give constructive criticism.

Collection of steamy short stories with over the top, obsessed and unhinged Men. ❣️Meet the retired Navy SEALs who see what is THEIRS and don't hesitate to take it. Includes: Hogan& June's Story Chaos & Bunny's Story Ghost & Posy's Story ❣️Honey's Story: Reverse Harem Age Gap Story Follow young Honey as she gets involved with her intimidating group of older recluse Mountain Men. This is fiction and should not be taken seriously. This is for the girlies who it rough, and demanding with a sprinkle of sweet. The acts within these stories are just for entertainment. Everyone gets a happy ending with a sweet virgin. 18+ readers only

~Highly explicit& adult themes~ "He worshipped the ground she walked on. He'll never let her leave him, he'll go to any lengths to have her by his side." Mr. Armani. 34. Billionaire, chairman of Armani Industries, In the quest for ultimate power, Nickolas forgot the one person that mattered to him, the one person he had built his throne for. Mrs. Armani. 26. Beautiful, chic and enigmatic, Vittoria was done waiting around for a husband that almost never showed up and done saving a marriage that had sunk long ago. Yet, He worshipped the ground she walked on. Divorce isn't on the table, He was going to fight for her. Yet, Only time would tell who would win. -- His hands dip lower and lower, "tell me my love," His voice was husky and thick with intention, his front pressing her back, her dress had rode up, his hands dipped inside her, "would you like me to fuck you raw tonight?" -- This is a dark romance with explicit& adult themes.

"Do you know how hard it is for me to share you with the world Angel?" He sits on the couch we where just standing in front of. "Every day I have to fight the urge to lock you somewhere only I can get to. Codziennie I have to convince myself to not cut off your legs or sever your spine so that you can walk anymore. So that you are only dependent on me." He talks about hurting me like it is a dream of his he wants to come true. Every day He pulls me onto his lap. I trimble in his arms. He is scaring me. "You talking like that to me makes me want to cut out your tongue. It makes me want to beat all thoughts of you disobeying me from you head." His grip on me tightens but his voice stays the same...calm. He talks to me in a tone that is like he is telling me a story about a princess locked in a tower. His eyes are still focused in on me, but I choose not to look at him. For the first time during our whole conversation he heightens his voice. "Look at me!" I jump up startled. His Russian accent is thick. Chapter Ten Author Book will be getting darker as you read along... Content warning Content contains... rape, murder, torture, non consensual acts, violence, bad language, and domestic violence. Please read at your own risk. I try to update frequently, but I might slip up here and there. This is not edited yet. I do ask that you guys help me by pointing out any mistakes you may notice. When I do write I do type fast and don't usually come back but eventually everything will be edited.

"Just say the word baby and i'll make all the tingles go away" Gladis husked whispering in my ears sending shivers down my spine... that did nothing but helped at increasing the feeling in my stomach But what word? "W- What are you talking about Gla- Gladis" I asked not sure what to say, or do I? "I know that you know it baby, that word that you were thinking about looking at me that made you look flustered, come on pumpkin, say it" he growled lowly the last part while parting my legs with his own, his face laying next to my neck, I can feel his breath by my ears, both his hands securing each side of me, making sure i don't budge Wait, did i say parting my legs? Oh God... "Please" it sounded more like a whisper. He chuckled darkly and looked at me right in eyes "You know thats not it baby" "P- Please...I-" "Please what? " I just whimpered shifting my eyes everywhere but him. "Asia" he growled harshly, knowing that he's gonna be harsh, agressive with me... "Please Da- Daddy" And with that I set the beast off. _________________________________________ Asia Marie Davidson ❤️ Gladis Emmanuel Moore ❤️

WARNING: This novel contains depictions of Rape, Abuse and Violence. Read at your own risk. 18 year old Starr has never had it easy in life. Her mother died giving birth to her, her father turned into a deranged, violating wolf and to top it off she was forced to get married to an Alpha who acts more wolf than human. In this world where the strong reigns surpreme, how was a weak wolf like Starr supposed to survive? Especially with a recessive wolf that rarely interacted with her. Will her tormenting ever be over? 《Short Preview》 "You're marked by another," he stated cooly, his eyes drilling into the puncture wound that decorated my neck. Despite the calm his voice carried, my body shuddered at the pressure behind his words and the hidden dangers that laid beneath his gaze. I trembled and averted my eyes with pursed lips, trying my best to be brave. "So what? I'm a mated wolf now, which means I was never meant to be yours." His eyes narrowed in on my face as they swirled with reckless abandon. "What was made for me will forever be mine. That pup that you went and played with can't stop me from tearing that mark off your shoulder." My eyes snapped up to his in surprise as I gawked in disbelief... and a little ounce of foreboding at the man before me, "y-you can't do that!" He raised an eyebrow, "Oh? Are you gonna stop me?" I couldn't help but retort, "My mate would kill you!" His voice heightened as he finally lost his cool and snarled, "I'M YOUR MATE! There isn't a person on this earth that could kill me, let alone your bastard. You should be worried about what I'll do to HIM for forcing himself on MY WOMAN!" I flinched and took a few cautious steps backwards. Then I whispered, "who are you?" The man's lips tilted up into a ridiculing smile as he replied, "I'm the part of your soul that you chose to forsake."

She was the undesired outcast, who stood out, yet simultaneously blended effortlessly into the background. I could see the panic in her glassy brown eyes as she prayed her way through the crowded hallways. She'd tightly clutch that cross around her neck, full lips whispering, asking her God to spare her from their scornful glares, hateful comments, and the occasional rough-up. Silly girl. Did she not know that he was not listening and he would never save her? Like Jesus, she was the sacrificial lamb. The anxiety-riddled girl would burst through the doors of the school's library with her chest heaving, heart racing, and sweat dripping from her temples. I'd watch her from the shadows as she stored her items behind the check-out counter, preparing for her free period she spent assisting the school librarian. I clenched my teeth, watching her wheel a cart of books throughout the aisles as she cheerfully hummed her Sunday hymnals. She wore a green and blue pinafore dress that fell mid-calf on her shapely body. She attempted to hide that body from me with oversized clothes, but you could never outfox a fox. They spoke pure blasphemy when they labeled her undesirable because I desired Jezebel Holmes in the worst way. Those opaque white stockings our classmates teased her for wearing did nothing but spur countless hours of fantasies. I'd dream about ripping her tights apart, right at her center, revealing her virginal cotton white panties covering her untouched paradise. I'd yank them to the side and taste her fear in her cum. Her stockings would find themselves strangling her neck while I fucked a believer out of her. I would be the one she'd pray to absolve her of her sins. I would be the one she would seek protection from. I would be her guiding light. I would be her God. #1 in Dark Romance #1 in Tainted Love #1 in Preacher's Daughter 1st Place in General Category - Hearts Award