One of his hands grips into my hair while the other one holds my face. "Behave." He says sternly before letting me go and walking into the bathroom. ~~~ Venice Adams loves lights, she was attracted to it like a mosquito to a flame, after everything her family put her through she needed that light. What happens when she stumbled across paths with Liam Santiago, he was nothing but darkness so why was she so attracted to him... She craved him. Darkness takes a human form in Liam Santiago, He was not the light Venice needed in her life, danger followed Him like a shadow everywhere he went and he knew that he could bring danger to her. But he couldn't stay away from her no matter how much he knew he needed to... he craved her. ____ 18+ ©2022-2024

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

My back hits the nearest wall, as he pushes me back and cages me in his arm. I can smell his intoxicating cologne as he leans closer and whispers, "That was a very bad move, doctor. When I say something, I expect it to be obeyed. So what were you thinking?" I do the only thing that makes sense to me at the time. I deny it. "I don't know what you're talking about." He smirks, the vein bobbing on his forehead, dangerously. "I won't run again." I say knowing that it's a lie. He has kept me against my will, and I will bolt the first chance I have. He knows it as well as I do. "You and I both know you'll run just as I loosen my grip, doctor, so here's what will happen if you do." I see red dots appear on him, my best friend and only family, Attorney General James Prescott. Tears well up in my eyes as I turn to the man in front of me. My shivering hands crawl up his chest as I beg. "Please- he isn't involved in this. Let him go." He seems unaffected. Cold. Calculative. "Let's make a deal. You run, defy me, or so much as breathe without my permission, I'll blow your cupcakes brains. Deal?" "Deal" I manage a muffled whisper. 🥀 Juniper Darlington is a saviour. A surgeon. Someone who sees life in people. Someone who loves. Zachariah Winchester is a killer. Leader of the largest crime syndicate and a painful past. He seems to have it all, but he doesn't. When Juniper and Zachariah cross paths, destiny rolls the dice and makes them unwilling players in a game of love, betrayal, revenge and heartbreak. Who falls in love, who walks away unscathed, that depends on how they play the game. A game with no rules. No limits. No boundaries. Contains explicit rape/abuse. Proceed with caution. I repeat PROCEED WITH CAUTION! Copyrights ©️ Eleanor Wilson

Ava, an innocent small-town girl, gets sucked into the world of underground fighting when she catches the eye of Shawn Michaels, the irresistibly hot reigning champion. ***** Ava McAdams isn't sure what to expect when she moves to Boston for college. Her sheltered upbringing leaves her exposed to a harsher world, and one complicated male in particular -- Shawn Michaels, the tattooed and intimidating underground fighter who is nothing like anyone she has ever met before. But is falling for him worth the risk of knowing she might lose him every time he enters the ring? [word count: 100,000 - 150,000 words] Cover designed by Ren T