Sally's been mistreated by men since she was sixteen. Will Earl "Buddy" Brand be able to melt the walls of ice around her heart, and teach her that love is possible? Or will Sally continue to believe she is unworthy of love because of her past? And who is trying to drag her back into the whoring business? Will they stop at nothing to ruin her life forever or will Buddy be able to pull through again? This time, for love? Will Sally finally find love in the "Heart of a Deputy"? This is the sequel to "Heart of a Cowboy." Thanks to @mirjam93 for the beautiful cover!

When Gracie Granger was born the doctor who delivered her died of sudden heart failure. On her sixth birthday her uncle hung himself in her closet. Three months later her aunt drove off a cliff after dropping her off. On her 13th birthday her best friends family was murdered four hours after she left. After Which Gracie's parents moved them away allowed her to be hime schooled. "My name is Grace and People around me have this terrible habit of dying."

Gizmo, owner of her own shop Curiosities and Oddities, was everything and anything one wold expect of a woman of her time. Independant. Smart. A soon to be spinster. Bitter. Inventor. Mad scientist. Harlot. or so the rumors go. ~~ "Miss Gizmo!" I peered up from the latest addition to my shop, the two headed swine was an interesting find but oddly hard to sell, "Hello Mr Earnheart how's the leg?" The older man grinned broadly at me, "don't tell my wife dear girl but you are an angel sent from the lord himself." That I doubted severely. "not a single problem thanks to you, you really must stop by for dinner as a thanks sometime." I sighed, "ah but your ninny wife would be terribly convinced we were committing sin with one another." He laughed, despite the fact I had just called his wife a ninny, waving me off. "bollocks, you deserve a good home cooked meal and some company now and again." Did I now? "I see." "Yes, and my nephew is here in London for the time being, I am sure he would be delighted to meet you." Another old man trying to marry me into the family? I shook my head, "I assure you I am fine without such attentions Mr. Earnheart." He shook his head, "your seventeen now, two more years and you will start earning the title of spinster. I married my wife when she was fourteen." Marriage again, why does everyone insist upon talking marriage, its such a dreadfully boring topic, "I'm afraid I'm married to my work, unfortunately a woman cannot have two loves and thus one would end in divorce. I can honestly say my shop will not be my divorcée." He looked disappointed but knew me well enough to drop the subject, "oh and miss Gizmo?" "hmmm?" "My wife say's there is a rumor of man poking around the back alleys of London, shady one at that. Be careful when walking home?" I pulled my pistol from its hidden place amongst my clothes, "I'm one you need to worry about, I assure you."

Mature for adult content!! The world we live in is a beautiful, mysterious place. My home, my country, has been my world my entire life, living as the cursed princess of Iris is all I have ever know. Just as the only eyes I have known in the mirror were my own. And my hair was always white as snow. Iris has always been my home, its people my family. The kind smiles of villagers and the curious looks of children seeing me for the first time, the contrast of myself against the rest of my family in portraits. The whisper of the trees and the laughter of the flowers has always been what I lived by. "why are you so sad?" I rested my forehead on the cracked bark of the Soul Tree. My second home from the palace. The tallest tree in all the king's forest. Today it was deeply saddened, rumbling with a sort of bitter energy that leaks coldly into my bones. I wondered what it knew that I did not as I sat perched in its branches, it is not often that it's strong mass wavers. When it does it can only mean change is to come, nothing small. Something altering the kingdom itself. I sighed, my fingers brushing over its leathery leaves, it wouldn't be long until someone else noticed its unease, it will sicken the forest. By then it will be too late. ~~ Flora Duval, the cursed princess of Iris was always a quiet girl, working through her duties as princess and caring for the life in her country. Seeing beauty in the things most could not. Never has she expected an offer for marriage, not with her hair and her eyes the same pink of the Fenni flower. But then, she receives one. Less of a question for her hand and more of a demand, a demand caging her like a white rabbit in a deadly hunters trap. Trapped by the king of Taragon for her unusual features and the rumors of her life, Flora is stranded in a country she has never known, captured in cold castle walls without an ally in sight.

Earth, meet Zee. Zee meet Earth. When an alien girl crashes right into the back yard of a human man, the world was set to change as they knew it...sort of..kind of.. okay no not really, every orange alien crashing onto earth does that. But Keiran Jay, a computer hacker known as 'Jay Bird', his world on the other hand. is never going to be the same again. Not when he has a very hands on X'sonian warrior following him around and drinking all his beer. ~~ "...What the fuck is this?" The weird ass orange chick froze half of the beer bottle stuffed into her mouth, "mmmmm!" I blinked. "Are you seriously drinking my beer?!" She pulled the bottle from her lips and flipped up from the ground, grinning ear to ear, "Zee!" I stared blankly at it. "Alright whatever, you cannot drink my beer, that my beer. as in I bought it. I need it to get drunk, you do not need it to practice perfecting the blow job." She blinked at me with her bright green eyes, head cocking to the side. Then she reached into my fridge, pulled out another one of my beers and popped the cap with her fang, letting out a tiny giggle before downing the whole thing in one go. I glared at her, "Okay thats it, i'm shoving you in a crate and shipping your ass to area fifty-one." She hissed at me. She fucking hissed at me.

When Vega Moore was 13 her mother was murdered by a crime lord with a grudge against her father. After the tragedy the two moved from the town of Parkville Florida to Detroit Michigan. Her father needed a break from work and she needed therapy, so he went back to being a street cop and she took up kickboxing and the help she knew she needed. Four years later and their back. Back to their town, her father back to his job, and Vega back to the high school she would have been in if it wasn't for the move. But what happens when the girl who the whole town knew..wasn't what they remembered? What happens when the girl who used to catch butterflies and pick flowers with her mother turns up as a dark haired danger with a sense of justice she can take just a bit too far? When she walks with gait befitting a predator more than a girl? When she takes being good to borderline deadly? And then what happens when she collides with the son of the man she credits for destroying her life? Trouble.

Vega Moore and Beowulf night are an unlikely couple but three months after Wulf initial arrest things are going strong, both about to graduate it feels as if nothing could stop them. ...you know unless you count the huge target on their backs and the river of bullets being thrown at them as Wulf goes testify against his father. And then there is the still constant crimes being traced back to the Night family despite Leonardo Night having been cut off from all contact to the outside world. ~~ "Wulf...what the hell is this?" "It's a gun that looks really pretty with your eyes happy 6 month anniversary!" The blonde grinned rakishly at me. I leaned over the desk and whispered to him harshly, "You brought a gun to school?!" "no. I brought you a gun to school, I keep one here for me. and one or five in my car, you know that." "No! I didnt!" "Oh. well you do now. happy anniversary Hawaii." I looked at his smiling face trying to stay angry but in the end decided it wasn't worth it, I slipped the gun into my backpack, "happy anniversary Wulfie...how did you get that anyways." He winked at me playfully, "I'm a magician." He grew more serious, "but keep that on you okay? just incase." I sighed wanting to protest but nodding anyways, "okay." "I also bought you lingerie. I hope you know I'm not letting you go home today." I rolled my eyes..this boy, "You know my daddy wont stand for that." "I don't need him to stand, I need him to sit his ass down and let me treat my girl on our six month anniversary. I'ma buy your ass nachos, we are gonna go to my place watch a movie, I'm going to figure out how to take this fucking thing of my ankle, we are gonna fuck like crazy and then go on vacation." "You can't take that off. remember when you tired to shoot it off?" He made a noise in the back of his throat, "fuck you are one sexy nurse." ....really not the point.

Imagine being traded to a man who has been said to ruin a women so much in one night that she could never have another. Freya didn't have to imagine She had been. I DO NOT OWN ANY PICTURES USED -- CREDIT GOES TO OWNER

Leah discovers that she is to be married to two male vampire whom of which are brothers Adam and Desmond. She isnt to happy about it and the boys swear she will come around but with all the stuff that happens will she really come around? will she leave her family and friends behind for to hot vampire brothers or will she fight her way out of it all? does she have a choice or will it be forced on her? does she fall in love with them or does she fall in love with another guy?

In which survival is put through the ultimate test. It is said that the supernatural world was like a thin sheet of glass - for it was far too harmonic; far too fragile for those to wreak havoc upon. Albeit, there was a hybrid that could shatter it with the touch of her finger, with the air of her presence. She was a crack in that glass, threatening to welcome all darkness that crawled from the grim abyss. She didn't ask for this. She didn't ask to be indomitable. She didn't ask to be perfect. And she certainly didn't ask to be hidden for her life sake. But yet she was, being a werewolf-angel, after all. Despite the many odds that are against her, she strives with a strong and unwavering spirit to survive in a world devoid of love. With a secret past, her life remains a true mystery to others. But this was all going to change. Meet Charlotte Taken, and this is her story. (Cover by 17Serenity) (Trailer by niamh1864)