As Liu Ying Yue returns to her family home after many years, her step-mother secretly agrees to a political marriage with the emperor of the Shadow Realm. Expecting Ying Yue to suffer under the emperor's control with the only purpose of existing for his benefit, she uses her new position to her advantage--through getting revenge on her step-mother's past crimes and dealing with the enemies against her new role of empress. However, as hidden events from the past rise to the surface, an unexpected question arises along her journey: How much can the truth merge with lies? (Currently undergoing editing)

The big man was asking her a question, asking her if it was all right to keep removing her clothes so he could make sure the bad man hadn't hurt her, but Christine didn't know what he was talking about. What bad man? She didn't remember it. She wanted him to stay with her. She supposed he would leave if she didn't say yes, so she mumbled her consent, and she felt his big fingers slipping under the band of her bra while he gazed into her eyes and began lifting it over her head. His fingers felt so good against her skin. Once he took her bra off, she saw his gaze dip to her not-quite-B-cup breasts. As if his gaze were a touch, she felt her small brown nipples tightening. _____________________ The tale of how Christine becomes Cricket. The tale of how a lost Little is found by her two adoring daddies. The tale of how an abused girl is first found, and then brought home, and the adventures she encounters. note: this ddlg romance will feature graphic sexual encounters, including non-consensual ones (mostly all consensual but there is at least 1 noncon scene w/ a villain)... if you don't like, you shouldn't read, tra la la. This is a work of fiction. Please do not read if you cannot distinguish between fiction and reality. happy ending & lots of sweet fluff'n'cuddling guaranteed first published july 25, 2021 _____ Don't copy this work. Plagiarizers will be caught. This is a completely original work: all characters are imaginary & are not based on any people, living or dead. ______ Book 1 of Cricket's Story Book 2 will pick up after the end of The Rescue! ______ Although this book was long ago completed, I have unpublished most chapters b/c wattpad removed one of my other stories without warning or explanation, so I am concerned that it may do so for my other stories. While I attempt to find out what went wrong, I am sorry to leave up only a short snippet of this book. Please bear with me and understand me. Thank you.

Marcelo DeVille is a man on the edge-his perfect life with his fiancée, Pamela Green, crumbling under the weight of his own anger and frustration. When Pamela suggests counseling, Marcelo, fed up with the endless cycle, agrees-if only to appease her. Little does he know, the session with Isabella Pressly will be anything but ordinary. Isabella, a seasoned psychiatrist with two decades of experience, is used to the emotional minefields of her patients. But Marcelo is different. He's rude, dismissive, and locked inside his own world of resistance. His defiance, paired with a disturbing intensity in his gaze, forces Isabella into a dangerous game she never expected to play. With each session, their fiery clashes become more than just therapeutic sparring. Marcelo's fury meets Isabella's unwavering calmness in a tumultuous dance of desire and tension. The attraction between them is undeniable, but so is the line they're both walking-a line that could destroy everything they've worked for. As their connection deepens, so does the pull of forbidden temptation, and the real world outside their sessions becomes a prison they can't escape. Both are trapped by the consequences of their desires, unsure of how long they can keep up the charade. But temptation is a dangerous game, and when it comes to desire, some boundaries are meant to be crossed. The question isn't if they'll break, but when-and what it will cost them. [The Ninth book of The V series] A Stand-alone novel.

A young forest nymph named Fayette decides to take a brief stroll through the woods before bed like usual. However this particular night, a strange gut feeling overtakes her and Fayette feels something is urging her to go out there. Ridden with morbid curiosity, she embarks on a trip to discover the cause of her restless unease. She stumbles across what seems like a fatigued man that was doubled over and so generously offers a helping hand. Little did she know it was a demon that would quickly become obsessed with her.

[Unstable Minds #2] Her breathing had changed drastically - her once confident aura had disappeared, leaving the shy girl before me, trembling at my fingertips. I grasped her chin between my thumb and forefinger, tilting her head so her gaze was only focused on me and me alone. The room around us shifted as I flashed her a dark smile, my thumb gliding over her chin - the feeling of the bone underneath sending shocks through my body. My free hand wrapped itself around the handle of the blade that was tucked inside the pocket of my denim jeans - tilting my head to the side to mock curiosity, I finally broke the silence. "Have you ever tried knife play, kitty?" ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀༄༄༄ ⠀⠀⠀ Hayden; The son of the crazed professor who kidnapped his mother and forced her to carry his children. He grew up knowing something about him was off until he met his best friend Isabelle that changed his way of thinking for good. Celeste; Recently moved to a new place, her mother wanted her to explore instead of being locked in her room all day until she bumped- literally- into a green-eyed devil. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀༄༄༄ Copyright © 2019 by Yewhaw All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀༄༄༄ **I don't own the picture used in this book, they belong to their rightful owners**

Fifteen year old Kayla was kidnapped while in the mall with her boyfriend Ty. Now she finds herself in the basement of a crazed sex trafficker named Sean. While enduring through things such as abuse and sexual harassment the only thing she can hold on to is hope that Ty will one day rescue her.

•||Book one in Royalty series ||• The Tales of Rakshatra #1 Zravasaya X Tanirika When one of the strongest kingdom on earth is abducted ruthlessly by the barbarian prince from the Romania, The other kingdoms make a decision of signing a treaty with the ruthless empire by offering their princesses as a bride for the greatest king of the Rakshatra. Born with the royal blood webbed in the clutches of slavery a fire ignited with another to write one of the most enchanting love sagas in history. "Marrying one of the princesses was a political arrangement but it became my possession when my eyes fell on you. " All rights reserved © Aditi_Singh

"And... the fifth rule," he came forward, locking me between him and the slab again. "This should be the last time you talked to me like that," he lowered his face to my level, spiking my heart rate further. "Next time you rant on or call me by the name, I'll personally make sure to shut your lips," he whispered without a hint of casualness on his rugged face. "Will you follow the rules, Althea?" * * * When archaeological intern, Coretta Hayes, is transported to the fourth century BCE for a ground zero reporting, she discovers something that's unknown to the modern historians. The kingdom of Romanos. And she's over the moon when she manages to become its court writer, disguising herself behind the fake name of Althea Rosemary. But there's a problem. The kingdom's smouldering ruler, Julian Romanowski, is too interested in his newest court writer. And he wouldn't let her go anytime soon. *This is a newadult book ~ mild mature content* # Winner of Ambys 2024 in Favourite Historical fiction Novel # Featured on "Slow Burn" reading list of Wattpad Romance # Featured on "Echoes of the Past (Historical)" reading list of Wattpad TimeTravel

It must have been a goddess. That he was sure of. In the middle of those dark ashes, a body was laid down, wrapped in a cape that must have been green before but which was now covered in brown because of the ashes. Her face was strikingly pale, of a rare whiteness, but it was also dirtied by the ashes, hiding her cheeks and forehead. But despite those ashes and these dark smudges, one thing was absolutely certain: she was divine. She had a beautiful face with a straight, small nose, lips that were plump even if they were dry and a bit blue from the cold. Her eyes were closed, but her lashes seemed to be long and thick, resting on her cheeks like she was sleeping peacefuly. But all of those traits were not what attracted the Jarl. What did was the streak of hair that rested on her forehead, which had leaked from her hood. Its color was so unique and uncommon for a girl from this country that Tharn remained fixated on it. It was impossible to decide if this girl was a red-head or a blond. It seemed like the gods had not been able to chose in-between those two hair colors and had to give her the tone in between those two: gold. What a waste for such a heavenly creature to be dead, Tharn thought. Well, was he sure she was dead? After kneeling down, he bent over her, placing his fingers on her throat to check if her heart was still beating and placing his cheek in front of her mouth to see if he could feel a breath against his skin. As faint as it was, a light breeze touched him and a slow beat came under his fingers. She was barely alive, but she still was. A sigh of relief escaped him without him controlling it. He had no idea why he was so glad she was alive, but he was sure of one thing : she was coming back with him, and she would be his.

What would you do if, after getting drunk in a party and passing out somewhere you don't remember, you woke up in a cart that is pulled by a horse with two people speaking weird language and wearing white sheets over their bodies? You panic, obviously. Era never believed in Gods and magic. Why? Because it wasn't explained by scientists. She doesn't even change her view when she is thrown down the time hole and back to the ancient Greece -time when people believed in everything, especially Gods of the Olympus. But her talk of "Gods don't exist" lands her into a festival of the Gods - a festival where people marked by one of the Gods of the Olympus fight for their life by performing something sociated with the god that they represent. And she is supposed to survive when she is marked by the God of the Underworld himself. He goes by the name of Hades. 2# in Festival 2018/05/20 123# in Gods 2018/05/26 2# in Ancient Greece 2018/05/31 Cover by PhoenixOfStorys