Book Four of "The Stranger In My Bed" series. ******************************** WARNING: Erotic Content! Highest Rank: #5 Psychological Seasons come and seasons go. The only constant in life is change. That fact holds doubly true for Anna Walton and her lover. Well... Lovers. Jack, Arthur, Victor, Henry, and about a dozen other people who could potentially appear. Due to the unpredictable nature of Mr. Weston's illness, it's anybody's guess who he could be that day. Or what he might want from Anna. But just as they've begun to settle into something resembling a routine, Mr. Weston's attitude towards Anna inexplicably starts to change. Why is he suddenly acting so reserved and distant towards her? What words are being exchanged between the personalities now that they're aware of each other? And what will Anna do when she finally learns her suitor's secret?

Sometimes we keep secrets because we know the truth will hurt more, but what happens when you keep a secret? Ava pretends she's happy despite struggling to overcome the loss of her brother, Logan. Kyle knows he can't tell his best friend that he's in love with her. Jude knows something about the night of Logan's death. Blake is lying to his parents about coping with his newborn daughter after becoming a single father. And all of Tori's secrets were enough to run her out of town. Except there's only so far you can run until you realise you can't outrun your lies and secrets, and it's only a matter of time until the truth is revealed. What happened on the night of Logan's death? Who's the father of London? Only time will tell... * * * * * Baby Steps can be read as a stand-alone, or continue their story with the four other books in the series (all those stories are complete and free on Wattpad). Series order: Baby Steps, Colossal Jump, Moving Forward, Little Leaps, and Passing Motions. Cover designed by Rosana Mitreska

Highest Rankings 1 in #mythicalcreatures 1 in #werewolvesandvampires 2 in #pack 2 in #2018 3 in #matebond 66 in #romance Small electric sparks run down the length of my body as I look into his cold grey eyes, the moonlight illuminating them further and they flash brighter. He stands a few yards away, with his fingers clenched and his jaw set. A gentle breeze blows his dark chocolate hair off his forehead, showing his angry brows and glaring eyes. A slight shudder runs down my spine as his eyes dance down my body shamelessly. I blush thinking how I had done the same. Suddenly he takes a step forward and on instinct I take many quick steps back, putting distance between us. My heartbeat picks up, thumping louder as my blood pumps faster throughout my body. He growls lowly in warning as I take more hesitant steps away. I turn to the side when two strong arms stop me, I struggle against their holds at first until, but a chilling growl stops everything in its path. Instantly the hands let go and the two men back off. "Why are you running?" A deep voice asks, he stands directly behind me, gently caressing my arm, running his middle finger up and down twice. With my lack of response he grasps my left arm, shaking me with black filled eyes. "Why." He growls. "...t-they agreed that once they're safely back to you, that I c-could leave." My voice is quiet, I look down at the dirt embarrassed at my stuttering. He grips my arm tighter causing me to look up into his dark grey eyes. "That agreement has changed, mate."

Sequel to My Protector - Updates are ongoing but SLOW; aiming for once a month. Loren is one of the best trauma surgeons in Manhattan. Killian is one of the most dangerous men in the world. They cross paths for the first time in ten years, and it's not how either of them expected. The money and power brought the danger. Now it's her turn to keep him safe. *** In the ten years that passed, I had not seen or spoken to Killian. The only reason I knew he was even still alive was because of the flowers he would send me every year on my birthday. The same note attached each year. Happy birthday Doll. -K It all started on the day that I was accepted into Medical School. That same night he had sent an extravagant bouquet of roses and champagne. When I graduated from school and residency he did the same. But I didn't receive them this year.

Sequel • Worth Fighting For It is commonly known and spoken that time heals all wounds. But what they don't tell you is that those wounds remain, leaving behind a plastic film of torment and affliction with those subconscious memories nudging you like an old friend from the past. It can be four years. Four years of moving on and thinking that you're healed with the replacement and reminder of a child you couldn't love more even if you tried. Savannah had herself convinced that she'd moved on from Joshua Parker, but she was not too naïve to know that even if wounds heal, they will leave behind the scar that can't be forgotten about as easily as you would think.

An age gap love story. A brokenhearted billionaire. A college girl. ***** "Nevaeh," Aiden whispers, "can I rest my head on your shoulder?" I nod, letting him rest his head on my shoulder. He closes his eyes. "Thank you." He sighs in contentment. "Heaven." "Heaven?" "It's your name spelled backward, isn't it?" ***** The moment I first saw Aiden Klein, the first thing that came up in my head was how perfect he was. A good hard working man who loves his family more than anything else, Aiden Klein has been the subject of the desire of many women. His wealth and success as one of the most influential leaders in the business world are nothing compared to his golden heart. The world keeps asking the same questions over and over again, "How would he love his woman?" The sad thing is, we will never know. Because his heart has been frozen. Eyes are blind for any woman. Touch is forbidden for their skin. Aiden Klein cannot love a woman. Yet, I know that it's far from the truth. Aiden Klein can love a woman so fiercely, his love would break you. Because I've seen it once, accidentally. He's the broken hero. And I'm the villain in this story. ***** THE KLEINS SERIES BOOK #3 © Anya Jayvyn. All Rights Reserved. (Content warning: This book has descriptive sexual content and explicit language)

Alya has been living in her cocoon since forever that stepping into NYC calls for an adventure. Or rather, to curb her wandering mind of what it feels like to have something you've been dreaming of- married to someone who has all the criteria you've seen only in movies. She leaves her comfort zone and dives into a life that has been scripted since day one. It can be two things, either a liberating experience to be someone who doesn't have to think much and just live the way it's been laid out, or to feel suffocated by how much scripted and planned everything is. Yummy DILF has been living his life in pretence. But if money can buy imagination who are we to judge him on that? He didn't exactly ask for our money to live that way, so leave the judgement by the door and come in for a read if you feel like you're open to this absurd pretence that somehow feels like reality, at least to me if not for Alya and Yummy DILF. *** "I need you to come for me." He orders in a stern tone after I've let out all sorts of noise while he tongue-fuck me. It finally dawns on me that I'm being a desperate bitch I never wanted to be when I first accepted this job. What have I become? "Come for me, B." His finger is pressing me into following his order to which I reluctantly shake on his mouth, as I can feel he licks me even wilder than before, all while kissing me down there. As quiet as it began, it ends in the same way as he helps me with my thong and pulls down my dress to its original state. Stepping in my view he smiles at me smugly, "See, being my wife isn't always so difficult."

"How well can you know an abomination in sheep's clothing?" A chilling confession from a long-time hidden enemy leaves Chris reeling as the shadows around him grow. In the darkness the Shadowman hides, using people like puppets to strike and do his bidding, but who is under his influence and how many? One thing is clear, no matter the risk, they need to take the fight to him and end it once and for all, no matter who is involved.

Gedeon Sokoloff wanted revenge and would have done anything to bring down his enemies. Before, he wanted to kill every single Italian as the Russian Bratva. It was his only purpose since they killed his mother. That was before Dove Genovese. She was nothing more than a stepping stone as the Italian's princess, only a pawn in his twisted game. Now, he knows there's no life without his other half. And he'll do anything to get her back. Dove Genovese wanted freedom and found it through her other half, Gedeon. She was finally happy and found a family to call her own. Just as quickly, it was ripped away from her. Her wings are stripped away until she yearned for nothing more than death. Will Gedeon be able to save and bring back the girl he fell in love with? Or were their story doomed from the start?