When Serena enters a new workplace, she has one rule; stay focused- no matter what. It soon turns out to be easier said than done when she meets her new boss. Valentino is strict, the epitome of difficult and much to her dismay; unbelievably fucking hot. She's determined to ignore the attraction she feels to him for the sake of keeping her job. But what Serena doesn't know is that Valentino can't get her out of his his head. He thinks about her everywhere. He feels captivated by her. He wants her. And he hates every moment of it.

Never do what you're told, never boil your own head in vinegar and, most important of all, never ever marry a man-those have always been Lilly Linton's principles for a happy, carefree life. So, how the heck did she end up engaged to multinational industrial magnate Rikkard Ambrose? Right now she's too happy to care. But what happens when she discovers the dark secrets of her fiance's past? Can she still love him if she finds out the truth? The sixth volume of the award-winning "Storm and Silence" series.

Book 2 Of The Corrupt Me Series ‼️18 VERY MATURE‼️ "He gives her roses for his love...but she burns them with hate" Cyrus Winter A cold-hearted 18-year-old who swore off love, but when she came in the picture... he tried his best to stay away but destiny always seems to bring him back. Lana Ambrose "A girl full of sunshine" who's secretly a traumatized young girl from her "father" who only wants to heal but when he shows up at her front door, all her scars re-opened... #1 popular girl #1 stalker -Enemies To Lovers - Opposites Attract - Sworn Of Relationships - Oblivion Love - Emotional Scars - Sunshine vs Grumpy - Soul Mates

Elle's the wedding photographer and Dean's the most eligible bachelor and best man at the season's biggest wedding. Can Elle deny her feelings and stay professional, or will she give into her heart's desire and nab him while she can? *** After losing her husband, Elle Grace, ran away to a country town, determined to live life shut away with her memories. But when the once-prominent photographer dives back into work, she invites exactly the type of man she could fall in love with. Dean Stewart, wants her, as a wedding photographer, that is. Though taking on Dean as a client is strictly business, Elle can't deny her attraction. The more she ignores him, the more charming he gets, relentlessly trying to steal what's left of her broken heart. When the professional and personal lines blur and heads turn in disbelief, Elle is forced to choose: go back to the lonely life she planned for herself or give love, and Dean, another chance? [Inspired by a true story.] *** [Content warning: This story contains loss, grief, and themes of bullying.] Cover designed by Cat Neasby.

If you throw a rogue wolf into a pack, what do you get? Certainly, not a Luna. Kaia Aalish, rogue-born, must outrun the repercussions of her murderous past to become the fated Luna of Caedes, but that does not appear to be her true intention. __________________________________ "You're killing me," I moaned, tugging on his shirt which irritatingly still stood between us. He got the hint. Before I really had time to even acknowledge the sculpted muscle bound to his well-defined body, his shirt was on the floor, and his lips found mine. The kiss was in no way gentle. Lust burned at the tips of our tongues, each of them fighting for dominance over one another. His hands were just beginning to fiddle with the button of my jeans when the door was thrown open. Both of our attentions shot to the door with a now very broken doorknob. Though, that wasn't really what I was interested in. Oh, no. My mind was focused on a very real problem--that I was laying on a bed with a man I had only met maybe three hours ago while, simultaneously, staring into the dark eyes of my mate. Highest Ranking: #4 in Werewolf 6/23/17 Completed: 8/10/2020 © All Rights Reserved 2016

"You don't understand, little female. I am like a God to these people." Elodie is lost. Literally. After a massive adventure leads her to a strange planet with enormous alien men, she has few choices left. On the run from an aggressive male determined to mate her by force, she finds herself lost in the massive alien woods, terrified, injured, and alone. That is until she runs into a massive gladiator built like stone. Barre. Covered in scars and muscles, pain and fighting are all Barre has ever known. He's the most powerful being on the planet, but he stays hidden from society He enjoys his solitude, and his silence. He hasn't seen a female in years, but despite his affection for the tiny girl he finds in the woods, he can't keep one for himself. He has to return the little thing to the palace, that's where she belongs. A female has no place in his heart. A Heathen doesn't deserve love... right?

The Ice Prince of the Desert (Short Story) London had no choice but to cross the hottest desert just to see the Prince of the Kingdom of Al-Farhinah, Israel "Izzy" Yasin. He isolated himself from everyone and chose to live like a hermet in the middle of the desert. London travelled riding a camel, temporarily dyed her blond hair black and disguised as a man so she would not attract the desert bandits... until she arrived and met Izzy again. BUT he thought she was a deaf young boy who came to steal his black diamond. They fought physically until her headdress fell revealing her true identity.

*sequel of Mercy* After the tragic 'break-up' that has taken place between Athena and Vincenzo, she went to college to busy herself and distract her from the heartache he caused. It's now a year and a half later, and Athena has returned home for the holidays. She has matured in many ways and promised herself never to be naïve again, to never let someone in her heart that easily. She swore to never succumb to anyone - especially if that someone is named Vincenzo. But as soon as she lays her eyes back on Vincenzo, all that she has promised herself flies out of her mind. She starts doubting all her promises because she knows that she won't be able to resist his charms. And deep down she wonders if she really has moved on from him.

In which an eighteen-year-old succumbs to an older man . . . "I can't resist him, even though I tried. Call me weak, pathetic, my ears are deaf except if it's his voice they're listening to. Because no matter what, just one touch and I'm at his mercy."

He had spent centuries with only himself for company, he fed, tortured and killed that was his life and he liked it that way, until she came along and stirred something in him, something he couldn't and wouldn't accept. “If I were you I’d keep that stake sharp. Don’t expect anymore visits like this, next time I come I expect you to use that thing,” he told her pointing to the stake on the bed, and then he was gone.