I originally wrote this book in fall 2017. wattpad deleted it and all my revisions I worked hard on. I was crushed, so we'll see if it stays. ❗❗Trigger Warning:❗❗ This book contains themes and scenes that may be distressing to some readers, including emotional manipulation, psychological abuse, captivity, and betrayal, physical abuse, non-consent, sexual content . Reader discretion is advised. Zoe is a single woman enjoying her life, her family and her friends. she works, she goes out, she goes to church and to her favorite park. she doesn't have a care in the world. She lives in a small Texas city where nothing bad really happens around there, but things start to take a change. She thinks some change for good and some for the worse. How will she handle her calm life being shaken around.

I've read over 100 GxG books and these are honestly the best I've ever read. I am not lying you guys need to read these if you haven't yet. You can also find these stories in my reading list "SO GOOD." I will update if I read more really good ones and open to recommendations! All credit of the stories go to their respective authors.

𝑻𝒐𝒏𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒅𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒖𝒏𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒂𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒄𝒚, 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒚 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒈𝒐𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕. 𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒈𝒐𝒕 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒂𝒓 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒆. 𝑺𝒖𝒃𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏. 𝑶𝒃𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆. Written By: Tzipora Rosen Edited By: Leah C Benton

Xan a stripper, works the vampire club, where she met two mysterious and dark vampire. Who have no problem sharing her...If you know what that entitled. : : "Kiss my ass," I growled. She smirked. "How much?" I snorted. "Your order?" Jager leaned over the table, her gaze fixed on me. "Tell me, Snow Princess. How much for a kiss on your ass? Name your price." I realized that for them, everything revolved around naming a price, and they could get what they wanted. That's how they had lived for years. "Blood wine and shots, coming right up," I said, ignoring her proposition. She leaned back, the purple lighting casting shadows on their faces, making them appear even more enigmatic. "Do your thing, Snow Flakes. But when you come back, I hope the price is on the tip of those lips," she said. I rolled my eyes. "Whatever," I mumbled. "Come here," Jager commanded. I couldn't help but smile inside as she rummaged through her seemingly endless supply of cash. She folded a few bills and leaned forward, slipping the money into the side of my skirt. Her hand lingered, palming my ass cheeks. "So damn full," she remarked, her words slipping through her fangs. Read to find out...

"Do you know what I do to girls who don't answer when they're spoken to?" she murmured, her voice dripping with quiet menace under the mask. "N-no," Salma breathed, her voice barely audible as she kept her eyes locked on Nerezza's dark eyes. Nerezza hummed, tilting Salma's chin up with a gloved hand, her grip firm but teasing. "I fuck the answers out of them," she whispered, each word slow and deliberate. ••••• Salma, a well known radio show host, is used to strange calls-but nothing like this. One Wednesday morning, an anonymous woman dials in live on air, her voice low, dripping with eerie amusement as she confesses to a murder. Convinced it's a twisted prank, Salma plays along, her tone teasing-until the caller whispers something only Salma could know. What starts as a disturbing coincidence spirals into a chilling obsession. Night after night, the woman calls back, turning Salma into her unwilling confidante, her chosen messenger. Each call comes with cryptic clues, taunts wrapped in silken words, a deadly puzzle Salma is forced to solve-because if she doesn't, she'll be the next victim. But fear gives way to fascination. Then obsession. As the game between them intensifies, Salma finds herself drawn to the voice on the other end of the line-a voice that knows her deepest fears, her darkest desires. The hunt for the truth becomes a tangled web of danger, passion, and something far more dangerous than death. They should be enemies. One is the hunter, the other the prey. But what happens when they fall in love? Written by: Tzipora Rosen Edited by: Lean Catherine Benton Disclaimer: Sexually explicit content Violence Strong language 🏆 #1 horror-thriller 🏆 #1 Toxic

Tensions erupt after Olivia's impulsive mistake leaves an innocent man dead, forcing Ezmeralda to reassert control over her fracturing inner circle. As guilt and fear ripple through their group, new alliances are tested, secrets surface, and Miya learns the dangerous price of proximity to the cartel. In a world ruled by power and loyalty, Ezmeralda's unyielding grip ensures that no one escapes unscathed. Written By: Tzipora Rosen Edited By: Leah Catherine Benton 🏆 #3 wanted 🏆 #1 Cuba

"Who do you belong to?" Ezmeralda demanded, her tone sharp, the question more than just a claim-it was a command. "You-" Olivia groaned, struggling to finish the sentence as her body shook violently. "I belong to El Jefa," she sputtered out desperately, her pride dissolving in the heat of the moment. She no longer cared about holding onto any sense of self; the pleasure was too overwhelming, too good to resist. "Cum, pretty girl," Ezmeralda allowed with a satisfied smile, granting Olivia the release she so desperately craved. Olivia's birthday night takes an unexpected turn when she and her best friend, Phoebe, venture out in search of an authentic Cuban experience. Tired of the typical tourist spots, Olivia persuades a reluctant Phoebe to explore a local restaurant she remembered seeing from their taxi ride. Upon stumbling on something Olivia shouldn't have seen, the girls are thrust into a nightmare, held captive by Ezmeralda, who reveals her affiliation with the Cuban cartel. She gives them a chilling ultimatum: marry into the cartel or face certain death. Olivia, desperate to protect Phoebe, tries to negotiate, offering herself in exchange for her friend's freedom. However, Ezmeralda dismisses the compromise, making it clear that in the cartel, there are no negotiations - only orders and consequences. WARNING: MAJOR TRIGGER WARNING: DEATH OF A CHILD SMUT VIOLENCE USE OF SUBSTANCES this is a dark romance so please do not expect it to all sunshine and rainbows. all sexual scenes are consensual and legal. 🏆 #1 Cuba 🏆 #6 gxg

A Mafia Romance : : "I love him and it was just a quickie, daddy." She reached to swallow down another jet of liquid, but there was no trickle left. She threw the glass fiercely at the wall, and it broke. She let out a nervous breath and gazed down at me. She reached for the few buttons on my shirt and began unbuttoning them. "What are you doing, Daddy?" "I will shower you myself. I want every sign of that boy off your fucking flesh." My stomach flipped, my pussy did the happy dance, and my heart fell. But I couldn't have her; seeing my body, I got a tattoo. I simply couldn't let her see it. She had many on her body, but was telling me I shouldn't. The tattoo wasn't very big. I acquired it in the mall. I was feeling adventurous so I went for it. "I-" "Shh." She went away, pausing just at my door and opened it. "Get inside." She snarled.