***Under major editing as of June 2021 - Most of these chapters were written six years ago and I'm finally going to try and finish the story. Chapters that I have not yet edited are currently hidden and will be re-published as I make progress. *** Allie just wanted to get through her final year of college. She planned her life down to the last detail; she was graduating summa cum laude, she was already studying for the CPA, and her post-graduation job was lined up. She had it all together, control over every detail. Yet it seems those who have control over every aspect of their public life often seek to relinquish it in their private life.

A few knocks came upon Rosies door and the most melodic of voices followed. "Ti's most rude of ye' no tae open the door fer a wounded man lass" The man had seen her and had the audacity to tease her about her manners after coming upon her land unannounced but more importantly he seemed to know she was alone in the cottage. Rosie was furious, how dare he correct her in her manners. " Aye, unfortunately for you we lowlanders don't make it a habit to open the doors for strangers that look like they can crush your skull between their hands" The strangers booming laughter could be heard miles away she was sure of it and it only furthered her anger that he made it quite clear he was enjoying himself in what she considered to be a serious and dangerous situation. "Come lass open the door I give ye mee word I won't lay a hand on ye" he said amusement clear in his voice and then he added " unless ye want me tae lassie, do ye want me tae?". " It would be a cold day in hell when I let your hands come anywhere near me highlander, now go away!" " However much this conversation has delighted mee bonny lass, mee wounds are gettin worse and if ye donna open this door yer going tae have tae stand aside cos I'm going to break it down" What Rosie doesn't seem to know however is that the door isn't the only thing coming crashing into her life.

Artemis was content living alone. She was practically raised by the forest and was happy with being a rogue. However, an encounter with one of the most ruthless packs and their alpha shakes her and leaves her questioning her identity and purpose in life. ............... "Remember who you're talking to, Mate," he growled. He dipped his head to my neck, trailing his nose from ear to my nose. I bit my lip, trying to fight the urge to moan. I couldn't help the gasp that escaped when I felt his tongue lick the sensitive spot behind my ear. He began trailing sloppy, open mouth kisses along my throat and neck, and stopped where my neck met my shoulder. He paused and I fought my hands out of his grasp but he tightened them. He hoisted me up, and I wrapped my legs around his waist to avoid falling. As I opened my mouth to protest I felt his sharp teeth pierce the skin. A loud moan escaped my parted lips as pleasure and pain mixed and coursed through my veins in a dizzying mix. Responding to moan, he pushed his hips into mine and I felt his hardened bulge at my center. He ground into me, giving me that much needed friction while he licked the blood off my neck and sealed the bite wound. He pulled his face away from my neck and I whimpered at the loss of contact. His eyes were dark, swirling with his anger and lust and his canines glinted a bright red, his mouth smeared with my blood. "You're mine and I will never let you leave," He roared. .......... Audiences 18 and up. Mature content.

The third & final installment of the Paper Trails series. Welcome back. Enjoy. Grab tissues. And ice cream. Let's go.

Contrary to popular belief, I am not a violent man. Just because I am surrounded by violence does not make me someone who responds with aggression as soon as I am threatened. I feel no need to show my dominance to others to validate myself. Any and all past actions can easily be explained as accidental occurrences forced upon me by cause and effect. Cause: The only person to have ever survived one of my attacks happened to be a very powerful woman. Affect: I am now bonded to her. But like everything in this world, something must be taken if something has been given. Even if it was unwanted. Cause: My attack triggered her curse. Affect: I've laid bodies to rest in my search for her. Contrary to popular belief, I am not a violent man. And yet, the more time I spend with her, the harder it is to convince myself of that.

Brooke Rosen is running from a monster. But she doesn't expect to run right into the hands of another one - a rogue called Dimitri Volkov who will do anything for her, even if it means killing the man she once loved. All Rights Reserved. Copyright © 2016 by Noelle N. Cover by @stereohearted.

As of September 17th, 2024, DEATH IS MY RIDE OR DIE IS PUBLISHED! WOO-HOO!!!!! It is now available in bookstores and everywhere books are sold. The fiery sequel to Death Is My BFF Rewritten and 2016 WATTY AWARDS winner... The book you should read before this one is "Death is My BFF Rewritten (book 1) on my profile! <3 *** BOOK BLURB: To capture a creature who threatens the balance between good and evil, Faith Williams is forced to team up with her sexy and psycho "friend", the Angel of Death. * * * Connect with other Death fans in the Facebook group! https://www.facebook.com/groups/308207282529485/ Connect with me on Twitter, Instagram, and Snapchat: @Katrocks247

WARNING: This is for adults only! You'll have to follow me to read some of the chapters! Geneva is a Cupid. Her methods are a little unorthodox, but her success rate has been damn near perfect. That is, until her most recent Client, Lizzy gets into a car accident and comes face to face with Death himself. Now Geneva is fighting for Lizzy's life, bargaining everything she has for just enough time to get her Client to fall in love. Adrian has been a Reaper for centuries. Not once had he ever accidentally touched anyone. That is, until the beauty of a Cupid throws herself in front of her injured companion. For the first time in years, he felt anger and that emotion opened a Pandora's box of feelings he'd worked hard to suppress. The Cupid was trouble, his heart could feel it. KINK: Femdom and all the things it encompasses. Like chastity. I'm serious, folks. If you can't handle subversive ideology, GTFO. If you enjoyed this story, please support me at my Patreon! https://www.patreon.com/AlexaLaMenthe

TBA • The Boss' Aggression • Dante Grants A twenty something woman who just lost her only living relative to thugs. She was kidnapped by men and taken to an unknown property. Full of unknown people, and an unknown man. One thing was for sure, that demon of a man was no Angel. •The story is not edited•

New cover and i am in love! All thanks to JaysArmy Thanks Love, you're the best. SEQUEL TO DOMINATING DESIRES, READ THAT FIRST! *Sexual Content* With everything out in the open, Chase and Brylee can take their relationship public now but that doesn't mean things are easy. Between the chaos of her brother's rehab, her best friends wedding and pregnancy, and her sister-in-law's pregnancy she needs to find time to plan her own wedding and spend time with Chase, but it's easier said than done With all the stress things will get heated between them and Chase may just show his true colors more with his fiances defiance. Again, more sexual content, there is a rated r rating and warning, i want no bitching about people ignoring that.