Y/N, a telepath with animals and fire user, harbours a terrible secret. She's been working with the Avengers for the last eight months, living off the compound with her timber wolf companion Cloud. She broke up with her abusive boyfriend a year ago, but he continues to stalk her. Tony discovers her secret and forces her to move into the compound, but she's afraid because of the animosity that Bucky Barnes shows to her since she started. This is the story of Y/N finding love in the most unlikely of places, and finding peace when it seems impossible. Warnings: Adult content Stalker and abuse Slow burn Smut I do not own any of the Marvel characters, and this is based in an alternate universe. Marvel belongs to Disney. I only own the story line. Please do no reproduce my work on any platform.

#First book in the Queen series# Kylie Jones, daughter of Robert Jones President of the Hells Dragons MC. Her story is a little different. She was once the shy princess of the MC hanging around the clubhouse waiting to be claimed by her knight in shining armor. Her fifteenth birthday was supposed to be a grand celebration, but turned out to be a dreadful nightmare. Abducted by her father's enemies, she disappeared without a trace. Ten years later, she's back. Out on a mission to kill the man who sold her out. The quiet little girl was long gone. In her place stood a stunningly beautiful independent woman. Outspoken, bold and dangerous, even slightly unhinged. The ten years had been nothing like a walk in the park. It had been a constant fight for survival. The woman who returned was cold as ice, known to the world as The Queen of Assassins. Damon Miller. VP of the Hells Dragons MC. He lost the light of his life ten years ago. The shy little girl was supposed to be his Old Lady when she came of age, not to disappear without a trace. What happens when she comes strutting back into their lives on the day of her supposed burial? Will the power of love reconnect them? Or will she stick to her mission, getting herself and her family into more danger?

Archangel's MC Book #1 Casey 'Hellion' Mikael, a young woman at the fate of a madman, destined to be used, abused, and possibly killed all to prove a point. Until a man saved her, after he rescued her he set her away from society, in a place she could lick her wounds. As the years go by, she makes a living helping men and women escaping a past that refuses to release them. She's no longer the damsel in distress but a new savior. It all comes to a screeching halt when her savior is murdered. While she is left in the dark, the world of her savior is torn apart by the people who loved him. She became a secret he never revealed not to his children, or his wife. The only ones that knew about Casey were the top dogs; the ranked members of the Archangels MC. Time is the killer in the most dangerous race. Because now, Casey struggles to protect the men that once protected her. COPYRIGHT: © 2020 Lillianne Young All Rights Reserved

"You were ours from the second we saw you," he stated as if I didn't have a choice in it, and the truth was, I didn't need to because he was right. I was theirs, but what they didn't know was that they were mine, too. *** One invitation to an open house. One moment. One chance. And everything changes. When Emma receives an invite to the most exclusive BDSM club in the city, she knows she needs to go. At Desire's Den, she'll experience pain and pleasure, bondage, domination, and submission - all intertwined. For the first time in her life, she dares herself to go after what she wants. She'd always been too afraid. Now she is ready. Now she just has to secure a dominant. But just as everything she ever desired is in her grasp, she finds something she never expected: three possessive masters, all ready to claim her. Callan, the owner of Desire's Den, could make even the most innocent woman hungry with lust. His voice is soft as silk, and as wicked as the dirtiest fantasy you've ever had. Mateo, the sweet-tongued professor, is every woman's dream: a gentleman in public, and filthy in private. Gideon, the trio's resident bad boy, is owner of one of the most popular nightclubs in the city. Behind his calm and stone façade is a violent storm ready to conquer the object of his obsession. And she just might be the one they've been waiting for.

"The Mob Boss and the Stripper" - Suffering from an abusive relationship, Emilia didn't think her life could get any worse until the night her boyfriend made a deal with the devil and gave her away to the mafia without hesitation in order to save his life and clear his name from his debt. Now, Emilia is stuck even further but little does she know that her life is bound to change forever when she meets the handsome devil, Vincent Fontana. But did it change for the greater or for the worse? ۵ "Who the hell are you?!" I asked in the midst of my panic as I stared at the blue eyed devil sitting down on the couch in front of me. "Allow me to introduce myself..." He chuckled, standing up to his full height that towered mine as he walked closer towards me. He raised his tatted hand up towards my face as he ran his thumb over my bottom lip, leaving my breathing to hitch. "I'm Mr. Fontana, now strip."

Since high school, Elle has been in a toxic relationship with a psychologically damaging man, who belittles her every move from her weight to her interests. So even when she finally builds up the strength to leave him, his voice stays prominent in her mind. Every waking moment is spent at the gym, dieting and feeling hopeless. Then Mouse appears, teaching a self defence class at her gym. Immediately, his heart is drawn to the gaunt, quiet girl at the back who refuses to make eye contact. But getting Elle to open up and trust him is going to take every ounce of goodness in his heart.

Viper and Doretha alike have lost love in their lives. They stumble through the world, existing not living, aching not healing. So when Doretha's sister invites her to leave the toxic household she has been trapped in for 24 years and she arrives in Canada, she meets a man with the same lamenting aura. For the first time since her pain, an ember glimmers in her chest. Viper never expected to find love in the form of Astrid's sister. As soon as she appears from behind Bear, his heart is stolen. Can the two heal themselves together, or will their pain cause them to implode and drag each other to despair?

Astrid is running from a monster, the man who kidnapped her and forced her to breed his heirs. But she's escaped his clutches. Finding herself fleeing across countries with heavy baggage she finds her self dropped on the compound of the Viking Warriors by a glorious stroke of fate. Vidar has always dreamed of finding his Goddess, his other half. But what will he do when he finds out his destined other half has more than he ever bargained for. Will the great Vidar finally find love, or will Astrid fail in finding him? Read to find out... I can't move swiftly enough as I drop down to my knees to pick her up. Gazing at her face, I loop one arm under her knees, the other over her back. She's as cold as death, and barely conscious. Her pale grey eyes gaze at my with a strange combination of trust and terror. I gently pull her closer to me. "Shhh love, I got you now." "L-Liam..." Her voice shudders and her lips tremble, the cold has seeped through into her bones, and she's so tiny anyway she must be permanently cold. Walking towards the car for the baby I pull her closer to my chest. She's now flitting in and out of consciousness, but, as I hold her closer- hoping my body can give her some warmth- I feel the bump, small and distinct. Panic grips me. She's pregnant? But that baby can't be more than 9 months? In her white T-shirt I can see the bruises and cigarette burns littering her pale skin. Whatever has happened to her is beyond awful. But I'm here now. I've got her.

I was surprised when she ran her hands down my abs, almost to the waist band of my pants. "Mila," I warned, watching her bite back a smile. There was unmistakable tension around us and I had no idea where it came from. Maybe it was the alcohol. I stared down at her, watching the sultry look on her face. "What are you doing to me," I muttered, resting my forehead against hers. I barely had a chance to blink before her lips were pressed against mine. My hands found their way to her hips, gripping them tightly as she tugged at my hair. Spinning her around, I pinned her against the wall. It felt like my lungs were going to burst as I pulled away, breathing hard. Mila gazed up at me, her eyes glazed over and cheeks pink. She reached up, wiping what I'm assuming was her lipstick from my lips. I couldn't help but lean down and press my lips against hers again. It was almost as if I was addicted to the way she fit against my body. "Ajax, we're both drunk," she gasped as I bit down on her ear gently. We could deal with the consequences later. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- TW: Mentions of Anxiety, Depression, and some suicidal thoughts Some Mature content - I'll put a warning before ;) Highest ranking in Romance - #8 12/20 Highest ranking in Dance - #1 12/22