(COMPLETED) Wattpad NA Featured Novel After ordering a Robotic Boyfriend from an anonymous website on the dark web, Ivy Fisher goes to many length to free him from the strange company. **** With the help of Roman Huxley, a computer genius, Ivy Fisher is out to find out the reason why her Robotic Boyfriend had little to no identity of a Robot, but a human. Together, they come across a shocking discovery that earth might have another dimension within. But Despite the warnings from Ethan Murray, her Robotic Boyfriend, she is determined to find his dimension and free him from their clutches, but on a mission to save all the subjects forced into the dimension, Ivy Fisher finds herself in big trouble, as an unfortunate incident causes her life to change for the worse. _ YA-SCI-FI

Annalise Ho is a twenty-one-year-old college student who isn't particularly motivated by anything except drinking boba, watching dramas, and writing her silly romance stories online. One night, when Annalise's goth roommate's witchy spell goes awry, her characters are brought to life. Annalise's boring, predictable routine gets turned upside down by a snarky, tattooed bad boy and a gloomy, brooding 19th century vampire. Will Annalise be able to keep these two troublesome hotties from wreaking havoc on her life? Or will she end up falling for one of her own male leads?

Holly was just dumped. Less than a week before Christmas. In public. Dressed as a slutty Mrs. Claus. All she wants is to hide in the bathroom and have a breakdown in peace. But the Silver Fox who owns the bar has other plans. The moment Nick takes in Holly's grey eyes and sassy attitude, he's hooked. There's no denying the attraction that has sparked between them. And when that tension finally snaps, he finds himself taking Holly to bed. A kinky one night stand later, and they're left questioning if it was enough.

"I am good at two things. Murder and sex." • • Xavier Visconti expected one thing on December 3rd. And that was getting his money back from a spineless woman he had taken pity on. What he didn't expect, though, was to meet his damsel-in-distress. • • Contains sensitive topics. Please read with caution.

| 18+ | Damian looked so different with his shirt off and a crop in his hand. He felt more real: no longer wearing the mask of the good doctor, he was the Exorcist, the master over my wildest fears, the stones on the shore over which my ocean of madness could crash without fear. He trailed the crop over my throat, down my chest. "Your demons have not been playing nicely," he said, a warning in his tone. Goosebumps prickled up my arms as the smooth leather teased over my navel. "No, sir. They haven't. They don't much like you." He grinned, and it was such a wicked sight that my stomach clenched up with desire. I desperately wanted to feel those teeth, the softness of those lips. Patience was nearly impossible. "I must admit I don't much like them either," he growled. "Turn around. Hands on the wall. Spread your legs." I obeyed, my breath catching in my throat. I felt him lean close, his breath hot on my neck as he left kisses along my hairline. "But they don't own your body, do they, darling? Who owns this body?" "I do, sir." My breathing shuddered. The crop tapped between my thighs. "That's right. And who have you chosen to give your body to?" "To you, sir." × × × 18 year old Samara Garfield is on the run - from her past, from her desires, from the wicked voices in her head. Everything seems to be catching up with her when she meets Damian Hearst, a doctor with perverted desires of his own. With a legion of demonic beings eager to overtake her, the good doctor may indeed be the only one who can save her. But as their dark pasts become ever more entangled and hope for salvation begins to fade, can love grow in the face of death? × Highest Rankings × #1 in Steampunk #1 in Kinky #40 in Horror

"I will ruin you baby," he whispers digging his nails into my hips sending a chill cascading down my spine. "Then ruin me Jude, ruin me till there's nothing left of me." I spoke softly, "make me feel something, make me feel anything, make me feel alive..." ♫♫♫ Everybody loved her but her. Coraline Nkole was the dream girl living a nightmare. At a glance you'd assume just like everyone else that her life was heaven on earth; with wealthy parents, a blossoming ballet career, being an A + student and looks that could kill, she was the subject of everyone's envy. You either wanted her or wanted to be her, don't lie, of course you do. But our tiny dancer was slipping off the ice quicker than anyone thought. Her life was on the right track until he sent her off the rails. Let's get one thing straight, they aren't good people and they don't want to be. Jude Ace, you know the name like the back of your hand. Lead singer of world famous rock band Born Victim, fame and being in the spotlight is all he's ever known. He's used to people worshiping the ground he walks on- But he's breaking, fast and the world is watching him fall apart. Nothing ever stays a secret for long. They all adored him, but not as she did, he was their star but he was her rock. Their hatred for each other runs skin deep but something's changing in the way he looks at her and it's only a matter of time before one of them breaks.

Warning: Explicit/Mature content. Nerd, check. Desperate, check. Horny as f*ck, double check. Somewhat obsessed with Prescilla Richards, the popular cheerleader who gets me hard with a single glare? Painful CHECK. Arnold Harris has gone through high school wearing the label of 'Nerd' ever since he can remember. He's never been bothered by it, at least not until she transferred in. Prescilla is hot, prissy, and popular within seconds--way out of his league... until his first ever party invite and a kinky game that paves the way to something he never could have imagined he'd possess. Sneak Peek inside The Nerd's Diary: Dear Diary, You know how today started. I was anxious, and worried as f*ck that the girl I want more than anything in the world just didn't feel the same. I couldn't have been more wrong...

"You said you enjoy reading books." Phoenix's voice was reduced to a whisper of seduction. He leaned over the bed, the pad of his lip tickling my ear lobe. "Well an orgasm is similar to reading a book," He placed his hand on both of my wrists bringing them together above my head. "You don't jump to the climax of a book without a build up...Not if it's done right at least." I could feel the warmth of his breath caressing my cheek. While my heart practically ripped its way through my chest. "You have to start with small, featherlight touches against the skin." His fingers steadily traveled along my arm, at an agonizingly slow pace. "Touches that leave you wanting more...Touches that leave your body aching and desperate for that painfully, exquisite relief. The beginning of the ultimate experience of pleasure." Phoenix Knight doesn't believe in love and happily ever afters. He has no time for rules or feelings, always treating women like toys to be used and thrown away. Many see him as a womanizer and an all together bad person. But after an unexpected encounter, someone finally realizes that there is more to him than what meets the eye. Scarlet Rose is just another face in the endless crowds of people, secretly struggling with her own demons. All her life, she has maintained an unremarkable and ordinary lifestyle in an attempt to blend in. And it worked, until she piques the interest of a certain someone.

"Please" I mumbled onto his throat as I felt his Adam's apple bounce, his hands pressing themselves on my body, his breathing becoming rigged, as was mine. I nibbled on his soft skin. "August" I tasted his name on my tongue. "Please" I wasn't sure I was still just trying to divert the attention or if I was truly begging him to continue kissing me. I couldn't decide. His blue chaotic eyes found me, the turmoil inside them dispersing when he locked them with mine. "You'll be my end" He said, groaning and then, his mouth finally claimed mine again. ✖️ August Frost is a trained, highly deadly agent of the MI6. Ren (just Ren) is a runaway whose many talents include scamming young rich men into spending the night with her before stealing all of their treasures. One can only imagine what would happen when their worlds collide...

FORMERLY V D' YAVOL. For as long as she can remember, Dream has been... dreaming. Very vividly. She saw how her childhood dog died two days before he actually did, so she had plenty of time to prepare herself-her words. She's been to plenty psychologists and sleep specialists, but they all say the same thing. Nothing to worry about. So, her parents gave it to God. And nothing happened. She's grown used to it by now. She sees a face, sometimes hears a name, and then whatever happens to that person. Murder, the lottery, a death in the family, etc. You name it, she's seen it. She pays the dreams no mind because she can't control or stop any of them all the time. It's out of her hands. But on one holy night, she sees a man. Limping. Crying. Bloody. Yet this time, she can't see a face.