Staring at the gun in his hand as he stalks towards me with a devilish smirk on his face, I feel the bone-chilling fear rises within me. My back is against the wall and I'm trapped as he stands in front of me, his body so close to me that I can almost feel it touching me, and somehow I crave for his touch. I stare deep into his kohl black eyes and somehow his eyes tell me everything that I need to know. He does have feelings after all yet is confused about them. "You belong to me!" He says harshly, and before I could even process his words his lips capture mine in a possessive matter.

Lilah James has never had any troubles with getting into a club, even though she was not 'of age' yet. Still, no bodyguard ever demanded to see her ID. That all seemed to change when a handsome, tall and not to forget tattooed-to-his-neck bodyguard came in the game. Before she knew it, he had denied her entrance to the city's local club. She was beyond embarrassed, but over all angry at him. He was just doing his job, she knew. Yet she couldn't shake off the feeling that there was more behind it. Especially after seeing him let teenagers in. He didn't ask for their ID's, but Lilah could swear they looked like ten! She's never met him before and really wasn't planning on getting to know that handsome, ink covered devil. But after she discovered what he did when he wasn't guarding the club, she knew she would never hear the end of it. Especially because of her brother's interest in fights and his unmistakable admiration for one specific fighter: Prince Charmink. »»» "Jason." I hissed at my brother. "What?" He asked absentmindedly. "That's him." I whispered, eyeing the three men in the cage. Prince Charming stood tall and proud with a knowing smirk on his face. "Yes, I know. He's my favourite too." He informed me and I scoffed. "No, you dumbass. He's the bodyguard I was talking about." I snapped at Jason and his eyes widened. "You mean he was the one who didn't let you in?" He almost stuttered. "Yes." I nodded and looked back at the man who hadn't left my mind in a week. I could feel my anger rising again as I glared at his smug facial expression. As if sensing my eyes on him, his confident look faltered and it got replaced by a surprised one as his eyes settled on me. My eyes widened and I looked away. Jason's breath hitched. "He's glaring at you." He whispered and then he gulped. "Now he's glaring at me."

"You can't take my baby away from me!" Skylar was hysterical, her voice cracking towards the end. "Then maybe you shouldn't have kept her away from me!" Felix screamed, throwing his half drained glass of alcohol at the wall. "She's all I've got dammit! Penelope is all I've got!!" "Then make a decision. It's him or me. I will not have another man raise my daughter." He gave her an ultimatum. "I can't... You can't make me choose. I love him." Skylar's eyes filled up with tears. "And I love you!!! I love you more than anything," Felix pushed her against a wall, his lips placing butterfly kisses up the column of her arched neck. She shoved him away, "No.. No. Felix please. Please don't do this to me now." **************** Felix Hemsworth never thought he'd feel love again, not after her. It took one woman and one adorable baby to change it all. ***************** THIS BOOK IS BEING REWRITTEN. THIS BOOK HAS MINOR ABUSIVE LANGUAGE. READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION. Highest Ranking in Romance: #16 *********************

Colton Daniel has it all. Athletic ability, good looks, good grades, and a smoking hot girlfriend. With his future locked and loaded he breezes through senior year. That is, until one January night. One knock will change his life forever. #3 in General Fiction

The Perfect Recipe For Love: One imprisoned Mafia Don, Two spoonfuls of Sexiness, A pinch of Cockiness, And a pair of Handcuffs. All served with a healthy side of Sex.

Did I sleep with him? Did we? These were the first questions running through my mind when I woke up naked and under Cole, a devilishly handsome, brown haired, green eyed ,senior. The burning between my legs gave it away. But why didn't I remember anything? How the fuck could I have lost my virginity to one of the hottest boys at school and remember none of it. There is only one way to find out . After my life took a turn for the worst. I battled with the inevitable. I was caught in the middle of a love triangle. Choosing between a bad boy- Cole Gallagher and a good boy -Michael Hensworth. WARNING: adult content sexuall content and swearing is in this story. please enter at your own risk. Love- brenae101 © ❤

"What happened?" he asked sternly. She sat still and made sure her hood was covering her bruised cheek. He noticed her unease like no one else. "Nothing." She answered. He mentally noted the scratchy sound in her voice. He carefully walked towards her while shaking his head. "Who is hurting you?" WARNING: Adult content, strong language, violence, and a lot of sexual content. This story is graphic and may be too intense for some readers. I suggest readers 17 and older. Read at your own risk.

Fair warning- Major plot holes and rushed writing - "Is this for me or him?" He spoke as he traced the waistband of her soft pink lace thong. "Neither of you." She spoke roughly as she rolled her eyes again. Angelo was all about possession and it was something she'd never grant him. Her legs spread as he kissed her through her panties. "Mmm looks like they're for me based on our current situation, no?" He chuckled as he slid them down her legs before they disappeared into his pocket. "Oh shut up and eat me." "My pleasure." -- Serenity Jones, a 29 year old newly hired FBI intelligence analyst and previous NYPD detective, had never planned to sleep with cold hearted Mobster Angelo Costello once- let alone the countless other times it'd happened. *Full description inside* ****WARNING THERE WILL BE MATURE SCENES SUCH AS MURDER, GRAPHIC DESCRIPTIONS, SEXUAL SITUATIONS, AND HARSH LANGUAGE! TRIGGER WARNING****

"You'll be fine?" I shrieked. "You just got freaking stabbed! You're letting out more blood than a girl on her period! You are not going to be fine! I have to call the police. No wait, I have to call an ambulance! Oh my God, why didn't I think of that before? Stupid, Genevi-" "Stop talking!" he growled, turning away. I wrung my hands together in panic, trying to calm myself down. "I can take care of this, kitten. Leave me alone. It's just a small wound. Not like I haven't been stabbed before." he muttered the last part. "What?!" "Leave." he growled. I stared at him, unable to close my mouth. I had never seen someone get stabbed before. Heck, I had never seen someone get into a fight before. Ever. The only violence I had experienced was in movies. It was unfortunate for me that I found out how I would react in a danger situation like this. And by react, I mean completely flip the hell out. *LANGUAGE WARNING*

Sarah Collins was a good girl with a wild side, but if she wanted to make it through college she had to keep herself in check. Until one night after exams, her friends took her out to let lose. Snake was the Sargent at Arms for the Ghost Warrior's MC. When he catches sight of the pretty brunette across the bar, he has to have her. When Sarah finds out Snake knocked her up, she turns to her family for help, knowing her parents would disown her. Her plans are crushed when Snake hears of her pregnancy and he drags her back to his clubhouse. He won't let her leave. Sarah just wanted one night of meaningless fun, now she's caught in a war between the Ghost Warrior's MC and Venom's Pit MC. ~Unedited~ © Brittney Spencer - All Rights Reserved