"Will you be mine?" he asked me in a husky voice. I stared at him apprehensively for a moment, thinking over his proposal carefully before finally settling on an answer that would, in the end, please us both. "Yes, Alpha. I'll be yours." For Claire life was rather mundane and boring. Nothing particularly exciting or interesting ever happened to her. Well except that she would meet her mate any day now. And for her, that day couldn’t come soon enough. When Claire finally meets her mate she is all but shocked to find that it’s the Alpha of her pack. Let’s just say they were both a little thrown by the sudden realization. For Daniel, he had always pictured himself settling down and mating his longtime girlfriend Jasmine Marshall. He was head over hills in love with her. Throw in another hot Alpha from a rival pack and a painful rejection and what do you have? A mess! A million thoughts were whirling through Claire’s mind. One of them being, why was this hot, sexy, Alpha, willing to help her? She was no one of importance in the pack nor was she his mate. She was just plain old Claire. So what did he want with her exactly? And what was with this Surrendering thing he kept insisting on? Well she’s soon to find out. Life for Claire was about to become much more complicated than she ever knew. If only she could see what was coming her way before hand. Too bad she wasn’t that lucky.

"Are you wet for me baby doll?" his whisper feathering my ear, while I could imagine the smirk on his lips. My eyes were shut, the more he teased me the more turned on I was. Stroking my inner thigh delicately with the tips of his fingers wasn't helping either. Sending a spark up my spine tingling my nerve endings in my entire body. What is going on with me? *THIS IS FOR MATURE READERS AS IS CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENT AND STRONG LANGUAGE* *I do not own the rights to the cover photo* Alex Thompson has always been at the top of the food chain when it comes to intelligence, it has been both a gift and a curse for her. She has been away in UCLA studying and she soon finds out her boyfriend has been cheating on her, by catching him in the act. Her older sister's wedding is coming up in the end of summer so she has to go to her second home for thanksgiving in Savannah, Georgia to help her sister plan. While returning to her Savannah home on the beach, she knows the Carter family will be in attendance, their families have been close ever since she was nine. Alex is two years younger than her older brother Kyle, but she was put in the same year as him because she was academically gifted, being the youngest gives her a lot of protection. Kyle best friend with one of the Carter boys, Knox, who grew to be NFL football player and an extremely handsome sex god, and boy does he know it. All his life he has played football, and being a professional footballer has his benefits... especially with the females. He is known for being one of the best players both on and off the field, never sticking to the same girl. Alex and Knox have despised each other for years, but when they meet each other again in Savannah will their feelings have changed for each other?

Veronica "Ronnie" Nash never thought that she would turn to her mother's old love when she faced trouble. But, when Ronnie is facing certain danger at the hands of her own father, turning to Mick-the president of Hell's Tribe Motorcycle Club seemed like the only way she could secure her safety. Although Mick was hesitant to help the daughter of his ex-lover, he knew he had to keep the promise he made all those years ago to keep Ronnie safe in Utah. With the help of the rest of the Hell's Tribe and the special interest of the club's VP Cash, Ronnie is able to begin a new life away from her toxic relationship with her father. But when things don't work out with Cash, and Ronnie is forced to remain in Utah and in the grasp of the club, she is hesitant to turn to them when she gets stuck in another sticky situation and instead calls on the newest nomad transfer Tyler Knox. Against his better judgment, Knox comes to Ronnie's rescue and can't seem to rid his mind of her after that. Knox wants nothing more than to have Ronnie under his arm, but after the trouble, he caused at his last charter, he knows the risk of upsetting the men above him. Although that should deter Knox from getting too close to Ronnie, he finds himself travelling on a long and painfully slow ride of trying to decide if Ronnie is worth his patch and potentially his life.

When River crosses paths with a man who speaks to every hidden hunger inside her, their connection spirals into an all-consuming pull neither of them can resist-but is she Grayson's salvation... or his ruin? *** Everyone in River Avelle's hometown knows about Grayson Maddox-the troubled bad boy who almost killed another student in the middle of the school hallway. Those who look into Grayson's eyes only see pure fury and hatred. They all think he's beyond redemption, even Grayson himself. But not River. As the seemingly perfect good girl, River saw something more in those alluring grey eyes. Something worth holding onto. From the first time their eyes connect, both Grayson and River feel the intense, undeniable attraction between them...but neither of them understand what's pulling them together so fiercely. The closer they get and the more vulnerable they become, River has to wonder: is she saving Grayson from his darkness? Or is she just pulling him further into hers? *** He tips my head toward his with his index finger, keeping my eyes trained on him and driving me crazy with the primal look on his face. His grey eyes look heavy, filled with dark desire, and a shock runs up through my core. Everything around us disappears and all I can sense is him and the hardness pressing between my legs. "What are you doing to me, River?" he whispers, his voice raspy and utterly captivated. His face is lowering and I'm closing my eyes, waiting for soft lips to press against mine. My whole body is on fire as I hold my breath for his touch. *** Cover by @strayin

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

Ethan and Quinn fell in love but fell apart as Quinn chose Rae over him. Now they are back together, but will they stay that way? Who will Quinn choose this time around? Let's hope it's Ethan for his own sake. ©COPYRIGHT 2014 All rights reserved.

[18+] When Sasha strikes up a friendship with her gorgeous boss, the lines between professional and personal start to blur. ***** Sasha Henshaw can't believe her luck when she lands a job at Montgomery's, one of London's most prestigious companies. Working for 24-year-old Alastair Montgomery isn't easy, though, especially when he acts more like a friend than a boss. Assuming the role of his right-hand woman, Sasha finds herself deeply involved in Alastair's life, witnessing everything from his struggle to make his father proud, to his heartbreak over a relationship that ended three years ago. But when the company is thrown into the spotlight, the lines between professional and personal relationships become blurred, and Sasha realises she's close to being wrapped up in an office affair that doesn't stop when the clock strikes five. 𝘍𝘖𝘙𝘔𝘌𝘙𝘓𝘠 𝘞𝘐𝘛𝘏𝘐𝘕 𝘞𝘈𝘛𝘛𝘗𝘈𝘋'𝘚 𝘗𝘈𝘐𝘋 𝘚𝘛𝘖𝘙𝘐𝘌𝘚 𝘗𝘙𝘖𝘎𝘙𝘈𝘔 - 𝘚𝘈𝘔𝘗𝘓𝘌 𝘖𝘕𝘓𝘠 𝘍𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘷𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘮: 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴.𝘤𝘰𝘮/𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘵 ***** 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬: "THE END! I swear this is my favorite story, over the past years I've read it over 5 times" "This was a really great read! I've been pushing this story off for a while as I thought I wouldn't like it, but I've enjoyed all of your stories. This one did not disappoint at all!"

[This is a spin-off of The DILF but can be read as a stand-alone] [The story you are about to read is intended for readers age 18+ due to its sexual content and language. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion.] There was nothing Ophelia wanted better than to gouge Nikolai's long-lashed, consuming blue eyes out with a butter knife and mail them to the rest of the Alvonich family. Too bad they were in a very public, very esteemed place - Mikhail's wedding. "You don't think I'll press the button?" Nikolai's breath was warm and teasing in her ear. Ophelia had no idea what possessed her to take up his challenge of a vibrating thong, except that it was too late to back out now. She turned to glance at the infuriating man beside her. "Honestly, I don't care. It won't affect me." "Sweet Ophelia," he whispered, surprising her by flicking his tongue into her ear. Jumping, she glared at him, ignoring the important guests at her table, her father included. Before she could curse at Nikolai, he pressed the button, the swearwords turning to soft moans under her breath. Gripping the edge of the table, Ophelia felt the attack on her cl!t like a burn to her skin. Her father shot her a concerned look from across the table and Nikolai's voice was again in her ear. "Before the end of the night, Ophelia, we will f**k," he promised, releasing his finger from the remote control. "Only this time, it will be my name you scream."

"We could be more than just friends, Soph." • • • He was a player with the brain of a genius. She was his best friend, the only one who could resist his charm. And yet... - Hold on to your panties, because a genius is loose.

"If you turn your back to me again, you better be bending over, sweetheart." *** Everyone warns you about boys who go looking for troubles, who have bruised knuckles and split lips, whose eyes are so dark that it seems like they could swallow oceans and come out alive, about the boys who look like danger, but no one warns about boys who stay silent for way too long, or ones with rings under their eyes, boys with sad eyes and boys who whisper things so sweet, so quietly that you wonder if he was an angel. Everyone warns you about the bad boys, but no one seems to warn you about the broken ones. Bar Red was a broken boy who finally finds someone to help mend his scattered pieces. Everyone saw him as the untrustworthy, unstable beast who was more than willing to punch anyone's face in. Swear words and bad habits mixed with smirks and wicked grins are enough to ward anyone off. But, apparently for Clementine, that's exactly what pulls her in. She has no clue what she's getting into but she's about to find out. She wasn't innocent, not by far, but she had dignity, a warm aura, niceness, and stubbornness that could rival a mule. Mix that with Bar's possessiveness and overprotective behavior, some interesting situations will definitely arise. Adding in the fact that Clementine had to tutor Bar for the rest of the school year and his almost instinctual urge to be apart of her life, they are bound to get close. Bar swears, Clementine hates it. He fights, she glares while bandaging up his knuckles. She reads instead of eats and he refuses dinner until she joins him. He is rude and she ignores him until he apologizes. Both, easily, frustrate the other while simultaneously falling into love. Broken boys are the only ones that can fix themselves so will this broken boy manage to do so before he drives away the one girl who wiggled her way past every barrier? This is the story of a broken bad boy clashing with the sad good girl. * #1 in the Red series Stand alone