*Wattpad Featured Story* While forbidden fruit is said to be sweeter...it usually is. Elliot Monroe always found herself tangled when it comes to love and relationships. Hunter Graham is no exception. He is her secret. And it's beautiful

Official ranking :#616 in ROMANCE WARNING :MATURE CONTENT 18+ READ AT YOUR OWN RISK . There was only one thing he knew, one language he spoke, one voice he heard , with just a snap of his finger and he'll have you begging for mercy. Ruthless, badass,selfish ,arrogant were just words that couldn't describe him. He's just a man, well...that's what people called him, knew him for.. No one dare messes with him , New York's richest billionaire, Harry Zane Munro who liked nothing but see the pain in people's faces as he showed them what a devil he could be, a devil he was.... Or wasn't? What happens when this ruthless selfish billionaire finally meets his one true lady love.... well... That didn't just happen with a fancy date with candles and a bottle of wine but with hot hard office sex. The dark prince just met his weakness... Can he tame her? Or can she tame him? Find out in this hot ,sexy , dripping erotica. He can't resist temptation , the dark mistress of seduction has him on her finger tips . Soon the arrogant ,ruthless and beautiful bastard finds himself worshiping her every step . Can Harry surrender to the one woman he can't control ? Can He resist temptation ? Find out in this story which is a mixture of erotica and romance. Enjoy.

She needed to feel passion. She needed to feel wanted. Desired, and the intensity of real domination of body and soul. He gave it to her, with every thrust. Lisa is a young, beautiful girl who just got accepted into Harvard. But when she meets her new professor, Lisa is changed forever. Will Lisa find her way out of the wrong crowd? Or will "Daddy" hold her back from her dreams of becoming an aspiring actress?

After getting out of a bad relationship with her last Dom, Angel is looking for a new start. She just recently moved in with her friend and is just hoping to land a job working for a huge BDSM supply and manufacturing company. But she never expected to find a single Dom stubborn enough to take her on. now she's left wondering, has she found the one? ~~~~ Although this story is as completely as it can be for the time being, I will likely revisit this with bonus holidays and maybe come back to give it the ending I originally planned for. Thank you for those who have shared their love for this story with me and I will be sharing more stories with a whole new cast of characters. ❤

Letting the title describe itself.

When the war started. We helped. We fought. Soon the humans were gone. Wiped out by us. But not before making a weapon that doomed us long after they disappeared. They invented 'Pithrax'. It killed most of us. The few that survived were hunted down, taken control of, passed around like property. Now we run, hiding in the shadows, the idea of getting caught is our own real nightmare. They took my Mum. They stole my sister. Now I run alone. I am Cecil. And I'm the last female. ****************** *WARNING: this story is based on a very animalistic future. The characters in this book are more wolf than human and act as such. This is an EROTIC SHIFTER NOVEL. So it has; mature, sexual, dark elementals and language*

Guys, just so you know this story is fictitious. A relationship or any of this would not happen this quickly. I'll try to write one more... Realistic sometime. Please enjoy though!! I saw her. I watched in amazement as she walked through doors of my college. Black pants with grey and black striped button up shirt. Her hair, dark brown, fell beautifully down her back. She kept kinda quiet but not in a shy way. She gave off an aura of confidence. She had a fire in her eyes. My knees went weak as my heart pace raced as she passed by. I had to hold my locker to keep standing and I swear... She glanced at me and smirked when she saw me. My name is Jack. A simple name, a simple guy, with a simple insatiable desire. To serve. I'm a pet, a slave, a submissive. I knew when I saw her... I knew I belonged to her.

I always thought Mr. Joyce was just a fantasy in my mind, something which would never happen in a million years. But it did... I had sex with Mr. Joyce... and now I don't know if my life is building up or falling apart, but for now I just want him! All the time! My name is Holly by the way, and this is the story of my less than proper relationship with my maths teacher. Yes, you read that right. My maths teacher fucked me .... and I liked it! *You need to be following me to read some chapters so click that follow button now !*

Brooke is a hardheaded, blunt, champion boxer who hasn't lost a fight and doesn't take no for an answer. when her Bestfriend Evanley brings her to a BDSM club things end turning out wrong. she meets billionaire club owner who's looking for a new sub. will she submit to him? or will he give up everything to submit to her? Don't copy my books!! EXCERPT below!!! I smooth my hands over my dress. He's wearing a black suit with a black tie. He looks... nice... or whatever. Him eye-fucking me is really starting to get under my skin. I grab my backpack that's at the bottom of the stage, I don't plan in staying in these clothes but I'll wear them until I can get a chance to change. I narrow my eyes and approach him in a cautious but bitter manor. He gets the picture because he plasters a triumph smirk on his face. That fucker. "What are you doing here leach" my words are like acid hopefully hinting that I don't want him to be here. "I can't get a hello from my date? You look beautiful" his eyes roam up and down my body and I stiffen. The muscles in my stomach tighten and I swallow the lump in my throat. I agree I do look nice. I'm wearing a cream colored dress that's open in the back. There's a thigh high split that's a little too far up for my liking but its fine. I put my hair up in a ponytail but it looks nice I guess. "So where are we doing this?" I question, ready to get this thing over with. "Dinner sounds good to me, ready baby?" he stretches out his hand which I reluctantly take. He pulls me to him and snakes his hand around my back to clasp my waist. "Your skin is so soft love" he purrs in my ear. "I'm not your baby I'm not your love or whatever other cute names you want to call me, and keep the touching to a minimal" he chuckles and leads me out side to a black Porsche that's waiting for him. So he's got money. I can see where the cockiness comes from.