Pressing a soft kiss to my lips he smiled against them and I softly giggled. "Precious little thing." He hummed with a smile. • "I'm sorry, London. Please find a way to forgive us." He whispered grazing his lips against my lips. • U N D E R M A J O R E D I T I N G. C O M P L E T E D.

Please look into reading the full story on Amazon! https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0CTN28YRV?nodl=1&dplnkId=5d6a5848-c601-4164-9a4d-b934a6d97e01 "Ever Daniel don't you ever ever kiss or touch another male again!" Mason snapped at me. "Why? What's going to stop me anymore?! You didn't run after me!" I screamed at him. He had me pinned against the bedroom wall. "Ever! Your mine! No one else can have you!" He growled at me. "Says who?!" He had my arms pinned above my head with his huge hands. "Says me!" Mason spat back. His legs were on either side of me. His waist and chest had me shoved back to the wall. "Bite me!" I glared at my huge mate. HIs eyes turned black. "Gladly." He smirked and moved down to where he would mark me. *-------------------------------------------------* Ever Daniel More. Blonde, kind of tall, and a werewolf. She is special in many ways, but never she never would've guessed what would happen to her one day. She met the rival pack's Alpha. They were mates. They both new it too. ~~~~~~ Mason Rares. Tall, gorgeous, black hair, and an Alpha of a feared pack of werewolves. He has always been feared, and never ever has he been afraid of anything. When he finds his mate, will he have something to fear? Or maybe finally someone is not afraid of him. *If possessiveness is the outcome of true love, then anger is the outcome of true care. Some people just don't see that.* -Anonymous

WARNING THIS BOOK CONTAINS, SEX, HOT SEX, BAD SEX, KINKY SEX, AND MORE SEX!! MATURE CONTENT **** She always loved vanilla ice cream. The icy goodness, the sugar rush, and the chilling vibe. What she didn't love was when her boyfriend ruined the dessert forever. How could he make something so tasty so derogatory? What was wrong with vanilla sex? Vanilla sex? How could someone even break up with you over such a thing? What's a girl to do when ice cream no longer offers comfort? *** Also please check out the Beast is a Sex addict. It is a retelling of Beauty and the Beast and well Belle works at Walmart, Gaston is a cop and the Beast owns a bar. I promised that you will be laughing.

When 17 young adults find themselves on a deserted island, they must build a life from the ground up. Being stranded means hard days, cold nights, dangerous waters and mysterious events where the castaways must learn to survive. Despite the inevitable physical trials, an invisible string threads them together and the true battles begin to be against attraction and lust. Welcome to The Island. Once you're in, you can't get out. • This work is intended for a mature audience, with explicit sex scenes, strong language, sensitive themes and graphic descriptions. •

He wanted her to be safe, never stepping into the likeness of Hell, that is one of the things he worried about. He made sure that she would go to Heaven but God, Itself had other plans. Now with the fate of God and Devil on the girl, he must know what lies in store. Her name is Faith, the Devil's Angel, but of course, she doesn't know anything about this. ~~~~ Preview ~~~~ I went to the curb as I sat thinking, I mean it's less suspicious. I thought for a while until I see little Faith looking cute in her costume. I looked at her shock. "You look like a fairy, Angel," I told her with a smile. She twirled around, "You think so? Where is your costume?" She asked. I went still as I giggled nervously, "I'm not dressing up this year." She frowned as she grabs my hand, I looked at her curious about what she is doing. "Oh, maybe next year?" She asked. I nod my head, "Alright." ~~~ Ratings: #191 ....... 3/6/18 #220 ....... 3/7/18 #230 ....... 3/8/18 #69 ........ 5/14/18 (#God) #6 ........... 5/23/18 (#Devil)

You're abused. He's wrathful, and a Canine God. What do you think your story will be when a werewolf legend like him finds you and you're mated to him? +16

Indie is a college student, born and raised in Delaware and trying to find a new life in the small town of Whiteoak, Colorado. She is intelligent, witty and keeps to herself. She may sound average, but she's far from it. With the curse of telepathy, the voices of others thoughts she hears around her never seem to stop, causing her to isolate herself from those around her. When she moves to the small town, she expects everything to be normal - she will finish her schooling, work in a cliché diner, and live her life as planned. However, when Indie meets Thaddeus, everything changes. He is strong, mighty, angry, and notorious for his ruthlessness. Although he never yearned for a mate, Indie's charismatic aura was much too strong to ignore. Indie's stubbornness is as tough as a padlock, but Thaddeus is determined to break in. *pictures used are not mine, no copyright intended *wonderful cover by: xxarachnidxx *inspired heavily by True Blood *story mentions some topics that may be disturbing/ triggering to others: sexuality, self-harm, graphic violence, and adult language. highest ranking: #1 in YOUNG ADULT #17 in ROMANCE #1 in STRENGTH #1 in WEREWOLF #2 in SUPERNATURAL

[Edited Version] "We only read erotica," Fiona said with a straight face. "Come again?" I asked, clutching my copy of Jane Eyre to my chest. I suddenly felt like a girl who'd come to a fancy-dress party dressed as herself. "Oh, come on, Janelle," Fiona smiled, pulling my hand and leading me into the room. The light in the library was dimmed to a dull glow, and then I heard a man's voice reading: "I entered her from behind, squeezing the taut skin of her buttocks and driving myself even deeper, until..." Somewhere in the dark, I heard moans of pleasure and the unmistakable yowl of a climax... [Cover by @headfullofstars]

[Edited Version ● Alternate Ending] "I will savour every part of your body; every nook and every cranny. I will make you feel like my last meal. And I will do it with your husband in the next room." Sofia's breathing became ragged. She held the stupid cookbook to her chest like a lifesaver, but she couldn't stop her heart bashing against it. And Vaughn? His hand had somehow slipped up the hem of her dress... (Cover by @ilovepizaaaa)

[This is a spin-off of The DILF but can be read as a stand-alone] [The story you are about to read is intended for readers age 18+ due to its sexual content and language. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion.] There was nothing Ophelia wanted better than to gouge Nikolai's long-lashed, consuming blue eyes out with a butter knife and mail them to the rest of the Alvonich family. Too bad they were in a very public, very esteemed place - Mikhail's wedding. "You don't think I'll press the button?" Nikolai's breath was warm and teasing in her ear. Ophelia had no idea what possessed her to take up his challenge of a vibrating thong, except that it was too late to back out now. She turned to glance at the infuriating man beside her. "Honestly, I don't care. It won't affect me." "Sweet Ophelia," he whispered, surprising her by flicking his tongue into her ear. Jumping, she glared at him, ignoring the important guests at her table, her father included. Before she could curse at Nikolai, he pressed the button, the swearwords turning to soft moans under her breath. Gripping the edge of the table, Ophelia felt the attack on her cl!t like a burn to her skin. Her father shot her a concerned look from across the table and Nikolai's voice was again in her ear. "Before the end of the night, Ophelia, we will f**k," he promised, releasing his finger from the remote control. "Only this time, it will be my name you scream."