Peter is on an all night drinking marathon, until he gets into the mood for sex. The only problem? His girlfriend is at home in bed, waiting for him. Will he continue on this dark night looking for an encounter, or will he go home? This is his story of a sexually charged night looking for something more. Will he discover love or lust or will it be danger for him?

" I brought you a surprise Alpha " The one holding me, Jaxon I suppose said. The alpha lifted his head and it was as if the world froze. His green eyes were mesmerizing to look into and he had soft pink lips that were just kissable. I studied the rest of him for a bit until looking back into his eyes which were pitch black dark. He got up and made his way over to us. He was about 6'5 and held more power than I could hold in my entire life. Once in front of us he took me from Jaxon softly holding my scruff and laid me on the palm of his other hand and as an instinct I curled up into the tiniest ball I could form which was just a bit bigger that a tennis ball " Leave us " He said to the men who quickly left and went back outside to guard. When the doors slammed shut it made me jump and shiver but the shivering soon subsided when the alpha put his hand on my back and started petting me which made me purr lowly. When I opened my eyes he was staring straight at me and had serious face on. " You are mine now kitten " ************************ This was one of my first books on Wattpad so please spare me. I know it isn't high quality reading as it was very rushed so don't be triggered when we jump from plot to plot.

I stood around watching and waiting for who it is that would get me. Here... here is hell. Its known as the auction. Where women are bidded off to the highest payer. My father had me put into the running and I stood blue eyes searching, heart racing waiting for one of these creeps to buy me. I never even considered it would be my saving grace, until tall, dark, and handsome waltzed in. His eyes rounded the room and rested on mine I glanced away first and I felt his eyes linger. To my dismay he walked the opposite way. Later though... he would call me wife.

BLSC #8 Marco Hastington Cruel and cold, that's Marco Hastington in public's eyes. He's a straight foward person to begin with. He loves his work and has no time to care about anyone else. Until one day, he bumped into a girl who got a gun in her body. Her blue eyes already targeting someone and that's where he started to care Cassandra Lancio A beautiful girl that was kept as a mafia puppet because her parents got a big debt. She had no choice but to get orders from Patt Brooks one of the most cruelest mafia to kill someone or to approach someone. One day, Patt made her to approach a man name Lincon in order to get what he wants but she bumped into Marco Hastington instead "Get off me! Mind your own business, Marco Hastington. Don't make me shoot you instead" Cassandra bursted angrily

"She was wrong for me on so many levels. For one, she belonged to another, and could never be mine. But even I, was powerless in the face of raw seduction and fiery heated encounters..." Quillon Ivante. ~~~~~ "It's a truth universally acknowledged that people who love themselves should be together. We were lovers, we were infatuated with one another. But could we ever be together?..." Niccole Zemira ~~~~~ |WARNING: 18+| LOTS OF GRAPHIC SEX SCENES AND MATURED CONTENT SPANNING ACROSS MULTIPLE CHAPTERS Also, you may need to follow me first, before reading this book because multiple chapters have been placed as "PRIVATE" due to the amount of graphic sex scenes in them. ~~~~~ ALL HELL BREAKS LOOSE FOR QUILLON His boss and CEO, dies, leaving the company to Quillon, making him the new CEO. Months later, different women, from all corners, started claiming they'd been married to the last CEO, & all wanted their share in the company. Quillon didn't give them a dime! This women didn't know the first thing about labour. None of his penny would go to them. A year later, one last woman came knocking down his door, with all wrath and fury. A beautiful wrestler, Niccole. And she stole his fucking breath away! He IVANTE, that barely had time for romance, a workaholic that barely looked at women twice, slowly watched in helplessness, as his body sung to life at the sight of the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen. The attraction was fatal! NICCOLE ISN'T BACKING DOWN! Niccole encounters a brute who thwarts her at every turn, claiming she wasn't entitled to anything. It didn't help that the new CEO she had to go against, was very handsome, Or that he found it hard, keeping his hands off her, and worse, she didn't want him to. In their battle of wills, they don't even realize the moment love gets thrown in. But when something big threatens to throw them apart, all bets are off. Will they sacrifice their stances, for their one chance at true love?

"Close your eyes." he croaked, I did as I was told without any disobedience. "Have you any idea how badly I want to kiss you right now?" I shook my head in reply. "Badly, so fucking badly." he whispered as his harsh breath fanned across my cheek. Dark haired and tattooed, Xavier looked like the ultimate bad boy...but weren't bad boys meant to have that boyish charm? The thing is, Xavier was extremely guarded, hot headed and quite frankly, scary. In fact, Xavier was many things but romantic and loving wasn't two of them. He was a building half built, a puzzle with half of the pieces missing... Until he met me. Warning: Bad language (lots of). A possessive delinquent that is guaranteed to make you smile (or cry.)

"I swear to you, I won't stop until your legs are shaking, and the neighbors know my name..." Dominikov Machiavelli ~~~~~ Meet VIVIENNE FITZMAN, multi billionaire "well, let me introduce myself. I'm the bitch you try as much as possible to never fuck with. I'm going to make you think that you're dying...feel like you're dying...even see that you're dying, meanwhile in real life, you could never have been more fucking alive" "YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE A FEDERAL JUDGE!" he screamed out "yes I am. but sometimes I act as jury and executioner too" Now, what happens when she makes a mistake? She fucked with the wrong man... Dominikov Machiavelli. the leader of the order of Machiavelli. An organization that made the Illuminati seem like child's play. A man that held the reigning strings over world leaders. This wasn't the mafia. No. this was the man you sent to exterminate the fucking mafia. No one outside the order had ever seen how he looked like and lived to tell about it. A shadow behind an organization that could grant you your innermost three wishes. for a price of course. oh, he wasn't a genie. He was the devil. "I want to watch your control slip. watch you reach your breaking point and not be able to do anything about it. And when you eventually scream out all that tension fastly building up within you, knowing you've lost, I'm going to be right here, with my hands on the fucking trigger. My name the only thing on your thoughts before I send you off." Two people who are good at control. Except he's stronger. better. faster. And a lot more richer. A man who never thought he'd meet the girl worthy of him. He got a vixen who's every movement screamed sex on six inch heels! "This is toxic! we're going to be the death of each other. We both have the ability and capacity to burn, and we're going to burn each other to the ground" "Good. let's fuck in the ashes then. I swear to you, I won't stop until your legs are shaking and the neighbours know my name "