In a sick way, I prefer nightmares. I hate good dreams because I know when I wake up, she won't be there. Book 3 in the In Love Series ORDER OF BOOKS Spitfire in Love Reckless in Love Wicked in Love

Years before his birth, it was prophesised that his soul would never be whole, that his heart would never beat in rhythm to his other half. Micajah was born with a dark soul, a soul that was corrupt. A soul that was more wolf than human. A soul incomplete. Nothing but an imperfect creation that walks earth. He will never have a true mate. When his turn to rule the wolf kingdom arises, after the death of his mother, he is forced to choose a female that has already been rejected from her true mate. Alongside his rise to the throne, the wolf kingdom begins to tear itself apart. An uprising begins. No one wants a creature, hated by the Moon Goddess herself, to rule. Even if he is the only royal heir by blood. Even if it is what tradition dictates. A male more beast than man, can never yield humanity, let alone love. But humanity can be learnt, and love seizes all - even those with corrupt souls.

Vixen Holly, also known as Crimson, has known nothing but sex and death since she was a teenager when she took her first life out of cold blood. She was a heartless killer that got off on giving others pain. Hades, is the new President of the Inferno MC and he is always looks for someone who deserves to meet an untimely end. He had more than a few screws loose, but it was one of many the two have in common. Will they accept their own fucked up versions of love or stick to what they know? Mature 18+ only!

**Completed - 18+ Mature Content** Ride or Die Biker Book #1 I gasped as he pulled me out of the fight, his grip tightening around my arm as he pulled me towards his body. I could feel his erection pushing into my core as my eyes try to scan his face. "Who the fuck are you?" I hiss at him. He looks at me with piercing green eyes as he continues to drag me to the exit of the club. "I'm just here to do my job and bring you back" he smirks. "No!" I scream out, trying to rip myself from his hold. "You can't take me back there. Please. I'd rather die" He stills, looking up at me perplexed, but not loosening his hold. "Please" I whisper. I'll kill myself if you do" 🏅Highest Awards🏅 Popular Highlight on Inkitt Binge Completed Works on Wattpad #1 in Action-Romance #6 in Biker Romance #6 in Erotic Romance

• Levi • I've wished for death too many times to count when I was a child. Too bad only my soul died, not my body. Now that i'm older, I refuse to give up.I want answers. Answers that my family can give me. A family that doesn't even know I exist. What the hell am I getting myself into? • Mayhem • I was born into this life. The club life. Violence, drugs, murder, woman, the brotherhood. It was always part of my life, minus the woman. I stay away from woman. I don't trust them, I hate them. I don't want them around me. But the little sister of my President apparently is an exception, since she won't get out of my fucking head. I'm obsessed. I hate her. I want her more than I hate her. I will get her, she will be mine. *This story contains violence, mature language, sexual content and dark themes* **I don't own any of the pictures used in this story; all right go to their rightful owners**

Corin Kane has never really found home. In all her 22 years, she moved from place to place, country to country, trying to belong. But when she finds her father, A Motorcycle Club President in Ireland, Corin realizes this may be the only place she feels at home. As Corin constantly butts heads with the ever-brooding Ripper, she wonders if this will be the place to settle down-and possibly love. Or will it be another bust on her long list of heartache?

"I want to defile you, destroy you, corrupt you in the most sinfully beautiful way. Break you until you're completely mine." "And then?" "Then I'll piece you back together, of course." He took another step in her direction, closing the distance between them. "Love can be holy." He said but the look in his eyes promised anything but. "It can be kind and gentle. It can be the flutter inside your chest when you feel someone touch you, the blush staining your cheeks when someone brushes his knuckles over them." To prove his point further, he took his knuckles and brushed them over her sharp jawline, all the way to her lightly dusted cheeks and sharp cheekbones. "However, love can also be vile. Dark and all-consuming. The kind of love that makes you want to fall to your knees and let it destroy you." He let his palm rest on her soft skin and felt the warmth she provided so carelessly travel to him. "That's all I can offer you." Nathaniel Russ is a man devoid of passion. Cold, stern, a tragedy with skin. A wreckage just seconds before the crash. A writer. He spends countless hours teaching philosophy at the local university, waiting for something to make the words crawl out of him with the same vigorous appetite they once did. And he finds it, at the most unexpected moment. Guinevere Westbrook is a woman haunted by the sins of her past. And she just happens to be the muse he had been waiting for, even though she refuses to accept it. So, he orchestrates a game meant for two. A game. That's all it was. Until it wasn't. Adult themes, proceed with caution. All images belong to their respective owners. Source: Pinterest.

[Leaving Nov 11th] "No, no. I want you to crawl. Hands and knees, Ms. Nielson." . . . Aubrey Nielson gets more than she bargained for when she accepts a position as a tutor for the three children of a wealthy, British businessman. Augustine Montgomery has become closed off after the death of his wife and has grown distant from his children. While attempting to mend the family's relationships, Aubrey finds herself falling into a much more provocative position with the widower. Cover designed by Regina Dionela © 2021 E.M. Wilson, All Rights Reserved

{18+ COMPLETED} "I don't understand why you won't tolerate the idea when we're both about the same no-strings fun." "Maybe because I just don't like you," I argue. "I don't believe you." Ellis' voice startles me, not just by how low and husky it is, but by the close proximity, his breath fanning over my bare neck. Turning around I inhale sharply at the sight of his pale blue eyes boring into mine, his hands resting on either side of my head against the metal, muscles tensed as he holds himself off of my body. His body is easily double the size of mine, a notion that makes my breath almost stop as he continues to hover there, his face angled down as I trail my eyes over his facial features. Without thinking my lips part, his own mirroring my actions, a sign that he's just as affected by me as I am by him. ---------------------------------------------------- Spin Off. Can be read as a STAND ALONE book... however, it makes more sense if you read The Test of Time first. Becky Gordon has no time for men. Although, she does tolerate some hours with them; non-stop one night stands, one time excursions in the gym locker rooms, swift daytime quickies. She's always been the same, ever since high school. Only once has she ever considered the possibility of something more, but that idea blew up in her face, proving to her that she's better off alone. Yet years later, the very man who made her doubt everything is back, catapulting into her life like never before. He's determined to make things right and won't take no for an answer. She can't deny the things he makes her feel, their similar humor and quick wit, the lust that pulses through her at the mere sight of him. But she's resisted his womanizer ways since high school, and what's really changed since then? Can Becky continue to resist Ellis Wakefield? Or does having a little bit of perseverance really pay off?

Alvaro Dominguez. Business tycoon. Known yet feared by all, loved by none. Genevieve Cortes. The town's innocent beauty. Adored by all around her. Genevieve Cortes suddenly turned into Mrs. Alvaro Dominguez, how would life be for the sweet darling?