Throughout her years in high school, Maggie Carter could've successfully avoided every toxic aspect that surrounded Henderson High, down to the teachers and most especially the students. So close to leaving the wreckage that is her past that kept haunting her and to finally graduate without trouble getting in the way, she was ready to walk away from her high-school experience with a clean image. But trouble doesn't always come in the form of circumstances but instead people. Enters Evan Williams, the notorious socialite of Henderson High who tarnishes her last remaining days in senior year by flipping her entire world upside down. For better and for worse. As he then brings hell into her world by disrupting the normalcy of what her high-school life used to be, having the perfect boyfriend and the perfect group of friends, through an arrangement she just knows she'll never be able to escape no matter how hard she tries.

Caia and Mireille were twin sisters. Yet that's where the harmony stopped and their scandalous behavior began. The two beautiful girls, living on their family's historical winery in California, would see their lives forever change at the age of nineteen. It was a remarkable twist of fate that their useless uncle, Joachim, would win the California State Lottery and leave them each 50 million dollars. But how would this affect their hatred and competition with each other? What impact would it have on the men they would choose? And how they would spend their enormous fortunes along paths of vengeful Bliss? Caia and Mireille were each a beautiful clone of the other. Yet their entire futures would have but one goal--merely to feed their obsessive efforts to out-do the other in jaw-dropping and shocking ways. Wealth would have no boundaries, nor would the beguiling of each other's lovers be off limits to their hatred and revenge. The twins' rivalry had become epic among the young, rich and famous of Santa Barbara County-but their misuse of love, sex and beauty would eventually shock the world.

Nick Abel, the tattooed police officer, the heartbreaker and the beast. He took me over and ruined me from day one. "You're mine." He'd growl in to my ear. "Now, show me you want me too." I did want him, Even when he was my father's best friend. ______________ He was void of many emotions. Red for anger Red for passion Red for fury Red for possessiveness Red for love. He was only waiting for me to Colour Him Red. In the Eye Of Nick Abel- on RADISH NOW!

Cali's life turned upside down when her new next door neighbour Kyle Knight came crashing in to her life. He was possessive, easily jealous and misunderstood. He was sensitive, loving and kind and everything Cali needed in her hectic life. Even when things went rough around the edges, Cali knew she had someone to soften them up; her leather jacket wearing "bad boy" who might not seem that bad after all. •THIS STORY WAS WRITTEN WHEN I WAS AROUND 13/14 SO DON'T HATE. ONE DAY I WILL REWRITE IT. I STILL HOPE YOU ENJOY. :) •

"Close your eyes." he croaked, I did as I was told without any disobedience. "Have you any idea how badly I want to kiss you right now?" I shook my head in reply. "Badly, so fucking badly." he whispered as his harsh breath fanned across my cheek. Dark haired and tattooed, Xavier looked like the ultimate bad boy...but weren't bad boys meant to have that boyish charm? The thing is, Xavier was extremely guarded, hot headed and quite frankly, scary. In fact, Xavier was many things but romantic and loving wasn't two of them. He was a building half built, a puzzle with half of the pieces missing... Until he met me. Warning: Bad language (lots of). A possessive delinquent that is guaranteed to make you smile (or cry.)

Step into the hottest BDSM club around and meet the Doms of Stronghold When Adam Rawn meets Mistress Angela at a new club called Chained, she describes herself as being new to the scene but insists she's a Domme - so why can't he get her out of his head? He's looking for a submissive, not another dominant. Angel has been interested in BDSM for a while and although she's finally ready to explore her fantasies she's nervous about going to a BDSM club alone. Deciding the safest way to explore being in public is as a Domme at Chained, just to get her feet wet, Angel is dismayed to find herself highly attracted to one of the Doms she meets there in her false Domme persona. When Angel finally feels comfortable enough to make her way to Stronghold as a submissive and Master Adam recognizes the "Domme" he hasn't been able to get out of his thoughts and Angel realizes the Master she was so attracted to is within her reach - even if he is awfully angry looking - the results are explosive. This book contains spanking, anal play & sex, oral sex, bondage, BDSM, and some fun toys.

|18+| In one night of drunken, post-breakup passion, Lizbeth manages to hookup with the dominant boy of her dreams. It was supposed to be a one night stand, one and done, never seen again. Until she does see him again, as her professor. Private tutoring sessions never sounded so good. |This is a BDSM-themed, erotic romance. If that and other assorted pervy things do not appeal to you, take this as your warning.| × Highest Rankings × #1 in Breakup #1 in Kink #1 in Passion #1 in Professor #2 in teacherxstudent #32 in Romance

| 18+ | Damian looked so different with his shirt off and a crop in his hand. He felt more real: no longer wearing the mask of the good doctor, he was the Exorcist, the master over my wildest fears, the stones on the shore over which my ocean of madness could crash without fear. He trailed the crop over my throat, down my chest. "Your demons have not been playing nicely," he said, a warning in his tone. Goosebumps prickled up my arms as the smooth leather teased over my navel. "No, sir. They haven't. They don't much like you." He grinned, and it was such a wicked sight that my stomach clenched up with desire. I desperately wanted to feel those teeth, the softness of those lips. Patience was nearly impossible. "I must admit I don't much like them either," he growled. "Turn around. Hands on the wall. Spread your legs." I obeyed, my breath catching in my throat. I felt him lean close, his breath hot on my neck as he left kisses along my hairline. "But they don't own your body, do they, darling? Who owns this body?" "I do, sir." My breathing shuddered. The crop tapped between my thighs. "That's right. And who have you chosen to give your body to?" "To you, sir." × × × 18 year old Samara Garfield is on the run - from her past, from her desires, from the wicked voices in her head. Everything seems to be catching up with her when she meets Damian Hearst, a doctor with perverted desires of his own. With a legion of demonic beings eager to overtake her, the good doctor may indeed be the only one who can save her. But as their dark pasts become ever more entangled and hope for salvation begins to fade, can love grow in the face of death? × Highest Rankings × #1 in Steampunk #1 in Kinky #40 in Horror

"How dare you fucking disobey me," He grits his teeth clenching his fists while glaring at me. "Please let me go, I promise I won't say anything to anyone," I beg tears sliding down my cheeks slowly backing away from him. "Didn't I make myself clear already? You will never escape from here." My heart sinks down to my stomach. Anger quickly rising making me splutter two words I'd soon would regret. "FUCK YOU!," I scold. "What did you just say?," he grumbles his chocolate brown eyes three shades darker almost looking black. I gasp, as my back hits the wall watching him close in on me. I try to curve to the side, but he immediately closes me in by stretching both of his arms out. His hands firmly flat against the wall. "Repeat what you just said to me Madison," he evilly mutters his eyes locked with mine. "Leo please," I mumble. "You will learn to obey me," he venomously says his hot breathe hitting my flesh near my ear. Suddenly, his large hand grips my neck tightly chocking me. Both of my hands clutches onto his hand trying to free myself from his grip. "P-pl," I struggle to say while trying to breathe. I can feel the life in me slowly slipping away. My vision starting to blur in and out of focus. Leo suddenly lets go of my neck and I helplessly drop to the floor gasping for air like a fish gasps for water. I can feel tears sliding down my cheeks as I realize my life could have ended in the hands of this handsome murderer. "Recognize who you are speaking to. No one, I mean no one ever disrespects Leo Castillo, leader of The Red Eagles!", he firmly says his cold eyes glaring down at me. I stay silent completely mute. My body trembling from pure fear scared to say anything that might upset him again. Leo turns his heel walking out of the room locking it from the outside leaving me in shock of what just happened. "What the fuck did I get myself into?" A/N:DO NOT REPRODUCE/COPY ANY TEXT OR MY STORY IN ANYWAY. I WILL TAKE LEGAL ACTIONS IF NECESSARY!

[ COMPLETED ] Kalani Reed was a regular twenty-two year old woman who was trying to get the handle on her life. She worked at a small café, lived in a small apartment by herself, and had a kind of boyfriend. Back in highschool, she was one of those girls that didn't care about anyone. She minded her own business and went along on her own. That seemed to work in her favor until one night when everything goes wrong. Taken hostage by the Italian Mafia, she is held as incentive to get her mysterious brother out of hiding. What he did? Oh, she has no idea. COPYRIGHT © MIDNXGHTSUN 2020