Forced to spend two weeks with a monster like Emeliano Alfredo, Innocent and determined Rebecca Lewis's life changed for the worse. *** Traveling back to the town where she was born, Rebecca Lewis had a toe to toe argument with the most ruthless bastard in the city; little did she know that her not-so-clever act would put her in danger. 14 days. One mansion. One bed. One innocent woman. One not-so-innocent man. What could go wrong?

A naive maid who worked for two domineering billionaire brothers was attempting to hide from them because she had heard that if their lustful eyes fell on any woman, they made her their slave and owned her mind, body, and soul. What if she one day came across them? Who would hire her to serve as his personal maid? Who would control her body? Whose heart would she rule? Who would she fall in love with? Who would she despise? *** "Please don't punish me. I'll be on time next time. It is just that-" "If next time you speak without my permission, I'll shut you up with my shaft." My eyes enlarge, listening to his words. *** "You belong to me, Kitten." He pounds into me hard and fast, going deeper into me with his every thrust. "I... be...long.. to you, Master..." I'm just moaning insanely, clenching my hands behind my back.

"I really am sorry." "I know. Now lift your skirt for me," he demands, standing behind my sprawled out figure on his desk, rolling up the sleeves of his button up. I feel my face flush, and I lift my cheek from its position on the solid wood desk to where I knew they were standing, waiting. I lock my wide eyes with pale green ones, knowing Sebastian's my best chance at avoiding punishment. All I receive in return is a slow, smug grin, and then a shrug, telling me I'm all out of luck. I watch as he gets comfortable, leaning against the dark wood walls and sliding his hands in his now slightly creased pant pockets. My eyes flicker over to Nik and Oliver, who moved to take up the leather armchairs at each corner of the desk, each with wicked gleams in their eyes, feasting on my vulnerable position. I shiver as I feel Elijah's cold hand run up the back of my thigh softly, only to pinch the goosebump-covered skin just under the curve of my ass, jolting me into awareness. "You know I don't like waiting, pretty girl," he chides, leaning into me so I can faintly feel his even breaths whisper along my neck. I lift my hands and reach behind me to pull up my fitted skirt so that my panty-clad bottom is hit with the effects of the slightly too-high air conditioning. I shiver in anticipation of Elijah's hard hand, knowing that despite my fear, I'm also more excited than I've ever been. His hand suddenly reaches into the side of my underwear from behind and he slides his fingers through my soaking folds, leisurely stroking my clit. I inhale a sharp gasp of air, electricity flowing through my pussy at his mere touch. "You're such a good cunt for us, aren't you, sweetheart? Are you going to take your punishment like a good girl now?"

*SLOW UPDATES * 𝑺𝒚𝒇𝒂𝒔 𝑺𝒕𝒆𝒆𝒍, The respected Dragon king who shows no remorse or kindness to anything that breathes. He's known for his hostility and people tend to refrain from contact with him, except his best friend and beta, Axil Chanarel, who knows there's a heart deep down inside him...somewhere. Syfas's anger originates from the pain of not having experiencing the mate bond. Searching high and low, from Tribes to rogue territory, Syfas remains empty-handed. His dragon roars for his Queen every night, someone he can share his burdens with, someone he can care for and someone to 'kiss' relentlessly. 𝑲𝒚𝒓𝒂 𝑨𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒔, a sweet, innocent hybrid, lives with her father in a comfy cabin inside the Ethical Forest. After his mates death, her father closed off all contact and thought it would be best to protect Kyra the only way he knew how. The Ethical forest allowed them to hide completely in the shadows, a mystery to the rest of the world, but unknown to them, there's a monster lurking in the shadows searching for his Queen and will stop at nothing to get what he wants. Kyras father knew that he couldn't keep her protected forever, soon her mate would secure that role, so after 18 years of lies, he's finally ready to come clean. 𝑴𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕 ( 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆 ❤︎∞) *mature content and strong language* *violence* Pictures included <3 𝘚𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵: 14-12-2020 𝘌𝘯𝘥: ? 💛💛💛💛💛🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍 50% completed 𝑰𝒎𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒌𝒔 ★ 1 in Dragon 1 in Prophecy 1 in Fairy 1 in magic users 1 in Pure 1 in Hybrid 1 in Care 1 in Quest 1 in Evil 1 in Truth 1 in Trust 2 in Care 2 in Prophecy 2 in Fairy 3 in Pure 3 in Quest

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT - 18+ ✔ Strong EXPLICIT Sexual Language ✔ Violence ✔ Scenes of DubCon ( Dubious Consent) The past has come to catch up to her and soon she'll find solace with the most unlikely of people. - Mina lives quietly, never borrowing trouble and working at carving a life out, far away from the one she escaped long ago. But when shadows of the past threaten her present, Mina has no choice but to learn and put her trust in the one thing she swore everything against: an Alpha.

18+, Mature, Kinky, BDSM, Dark. Rose wants to submit to a man, but how does she go about it? How does she keep it from her family, and how does she go about it if she has no experience, but knows what she wants. He wants a new sub. He hasn't had one in years. He heard of this woman who is new and wants a Dom. She seems to fit him on paper, but he doesn't want to train someone who will leave after the first spank.

"You're mine." I said, only inches away from her beautiful face. Her eyes. Her lips. I could not resist. "There's only you... Only you." My thumb caressed her cheek, marvelling at the softness of her skin. From under her dark nut-brown hair, peeked eyes of hazel and honey, edged with a deep forest-green. Held innocence, and fire that dwindled down to smoldering ember. I was warned about the threats in life, but never the ones with hazel eyes. I held her close, so close that I could feel her heartbeat against my chest. Her body- chiseled to perfection. Must she be so perfect? I couldn't stop myself from pulling her close to me and kissing her lips. At first, it was a delicate butterfly of a kiss, so faint, like a whisper. But, oh, it grew into so much more. Kissing her hungrily, my hands roamed all over her body. I wanted to kiss her lips, trace the curves, the lines and the twists they hid. I wanted to caress her body, cover with my hands every inch of her skin from head to toes, run my fingertips over her, and hear the melody of her laughter, and the symphony of her moans."More," I growled silently, still kissing on her bottom lip. "Give me more, Amelia." I kept kissing her, over and over again, each time harder than the last. The more love I give her, the more I have bursting inside me... Crazy, huh? "Dimitri" The silvery melody of her voice serenaded trough my heart as the air softly touched her lips when she whispered my name. My aesthetic senses came alive. I was once again struck by what she did to me, by her beauty. Her kisses, they lit my brain on fire, the warmth spreading throughout my entire body. After each one of them, I was more addicted. I couldn't bare not to be with her and I could barely breathe when she wasn't around. I, the Vampire Prince of Venedocia was swollen under the spell of this human. Amelia was my salvation and my torment. I lived for her and I would die with the memory of her in my arms. She was the half that made me whole.

Vincent Brunos is the Don of the families. Ezra Gallo is a shy girl. When Vincent meets Ezra by chance, he can't help but feel enthralled by the young girl sitting on a couch, reading a book.

In the realm of guns, lies, deception and beasts, an angel was born "Damn it!" ---

{WATTY'S 2020 WINNER & EDITOR'S PICK.} Hopeless romantic and aspiring writer Mare Atwood has fallen madly in love with her childhood correspondent. There's only one catch-she doesn't know who he is. When the beaus of Star's Crossing return from boarding school to begin the courting season, Mare is determined to uncover the identity of her writer, flout her family's intentions of orchestrating an advantageous marriage, and procure the life of writing and romance she's always sought. But as in the tales she so adores, it won't be easy. Galas, masquerades, picnics, and hunts-alongside an old friend, a former teacher, and an unlikely ally, Mare delves into an investigation that leaves her torn between three clever, deceptive, and wealthy young bachelors. If Mare can confirm which is her writer and claim his hand before the courting season ends, she'll have her wish: the love of her life, a valuable marriage, and a future of writing romance. But with the eyes of Star's Crossing upon her, a business plot forcing invisible hands, and the unwillingness of her writer to come forward-Mare's future may not end in triumph, but tragedy. Set against the gilded Victorian backdrop of coastal Connecticut and lush with pre-war luxury, fans of Jane Austen, Margaret Mitchell, and Louisa May Alcott are sure to enjoy this lighthearted, lyrical novel of young love, independence, and identity. #1 Literary #1 YA Romance #1 Victorian #1 Lyrical #8 General Fiction