"You're really a ghost." I said, brown eyes wide. "Yes, you can close your mouth now." He said, smirking his infuriating smirk again. "Damned to my bedroom for all eternity?" I asked, with a teasing smile of my own. A frown married his devilish good looks. "It seemed a lot better before you said that." Pressing his finger to my lips, his cold, green eyes gazed into my own. "I think I prefer you with your mouth closed, little mouse." When quite, awkward Zei moves into an old house, the last thing she expects to find is a cocky, arrogant ghost who resides in her bedroom. Finding no way to get rid of him, she finds herself stuck with an inhumanely handsome supernatural being. With stark white tousled hair, forest green eyes and chiselled good looks, he looks nothing like what ghosts are supposed to look like. And rather than haunt her, he instead, enjoys to spend his time following her around and insulting her at every opportunity he gets. But there is far more to him than he reveals. She is about to find out the ghost in her room isn't the only damned creature out there. And he isn't the only one hiding secrets.

19 year old Ophelia is an innocent and naive girl living in a small cottage with her mother. She's been sheltered from the world by her overprotective mother since she was a child. she's the epitome of innocence and kindness. 29 year old Alexander Orlov. He's a cold and ruthless lycan king and a Russian businessman. He has been waiting for his mate for years, but so far has no luck. until one faithful day... (The photos used in this book do NOT belong to me, they all belong to the rightful owners) also the translations are all from google translate so there may be some errors

Book Two to Grace. It's been four years and a lot has changed since then. Grace deals with constant pressure of being a single mother and running the business. Life has done a complete 360 for Grace. Things have only gotten harder for her but her bag had grown a lot too. Nothing can top the craziness she's dealing with in her life especially mentally. Or so she thinks.

"Get in the fucking car." He growled. He reached for my arm but I snatched away from him before he could touch me. He's out of his mind if he thinks I'm going with him willingly. "Hell no! Fuck you, you fucking murderer!" I screamed back as tears ran down my face. I can't believe I just witnessed someone being shot to death. Blondie seemed unfazed about the man lying dead in his own diner as he rested his head in his hands & sighed loudly. "You're really fucking annoying, do you know that?" He said, sounding tired and aggravated. He reached his hand behind his back and pulled a gun out of the waistband of his jeans. Instantly, a lump formed in my throat as I thought about what would come next if he was crazy enough to use it. Blondie held the gun towards the ground & his eyes slowly met my own. "I'm going to say this one more time.." He cocked the gun & pointed it directly at me. "Get in the car." He said calmly & for the first time in my life, I stared down the barrel of a gun. My mouth went dry & all the courage I had a few seconds ago completely vanished. He looked at me with an emotionless expression, "Now, Gabriella!" ___________________________ Jason & Justin McCann. Two ruthless killers set to kidnap a girl & sell her to the highest bidder. Job seems easy enough, right? Est. 2021 06/02/2021 ~ #1 in Justin 01/18/2022 ~ #1 in JasonMcCann

"I swear you're going to marry me one day" "And why are you so sure?" "I just know. You'll marry me and have my kids. And of course we'll live happily every after." Alia, a black woman moves in next door not sure if she'll ever be ready for relationship. She's smart, funny and is always there to help. Ben- from Brazil is intrigued by Alia and her attributes. He wants her more than anything, He's not so sure if his family wants his woman included in the picture, but that won't stop him. This is my story so please don't steal!

When Avery is taken away from her father after years of abuse shes put with the Dalys. With 6 new older brothers and a long lost friend that her 'brothers' warn to stay away from. Drama starts unfolding in the way least expected.

"Don't look at me like that, Penelope," he said voice gruff. "Like how?" "Like I am your savior." "Aren't you?" "No Chica, far from it. I don't suffer a severe case of hero complex. I'm no hero. I'm a monster with a black cold heart. I destroy things." "Well it's a damn good thing I don't need one because I'm ruined already. So destroy me, monster." The Devil don't come riding in on a black horse, he comes wielding a knife wearing a suit. ♠♦♠ It has been two years since Penelope Silver escaped the horror that had began to morph into her own personal hell. Drugged, kidnapped and sold into a future of sexual servitude she lost all hope of having her life back. Now in the present as she tries to navigate her way into the real world while surviving the look of pity. Now losing her father after a traumatic heart attack she's yet again to pick up the pieces until she meets a dark stranger on a rainy night. Emilio del Guardo (Nate Sloan) has everything a man could ever dream of, money, endless line up of women willing to be his but the young billionaire is merely a shadow of what he used to be. Battling the darkness all on his own is something he has been doing for years. Until the night he saves Penelope Silver from a mugger and possible rapist. Penelope knows Emilio is dangerous yet something about this dangerous man makes her pulse race and her blood sizzle with desired. They both know they are bad for each other yet Emilio always find some way to find her. When her turbulent past comes to haunt her from the grave will Emilio save her or will she have to do the saving herself? This story will feature some dark themes mainly in the flash back scenes.

Some flowers thrive in the dark.

SEQUEL TO HIS POSSESSION IN DISCRETION READ BOOK #1 BEFORE ENTERING BOOK #2 Delilah Newman-Russel. Recently turning 19, she's been learning the ropes of her father's business for the last two years and doing her studies online. After knowing his company from the inside-out, she's decided to go back to Highland Bridge Academy for the "prestige," as many people put it. When she was younger, she didn't understand why it is given that name until she goes back and learns the disturbing truth of the matter. Not only will she have to adjust to the school's new order, but she'll also have to face the son of her father's rival, the boy who claimed her as his own the first day he met her. Archer Lockwood. For the past year, he has never stayed in the academy consistently. Constantly being pulled to go overseas or into the office, his schedule was full, and he purposely tried to find things to occupy himself. With the endless resentment from his older brother and neverending expectations to live up to for his father, he did his best to keep his personality stoic though there was one person who could break through his tough exterior.. Delilah. Soon, Delilah's feelings somehow manage to grow stronger for Archer unknowingly. In the midst of lies, betrayal, secrets, they keep their relationship a secret until eventually... all hell breaks lose. Will they be able to regain the trust from one another or should Archer's relationship with Delilah have been kept in discretion? WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT AND EXPLICIT LANGUAGE. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. IF YOU ARE NOT A FAN OF CONTROLLING MEN AND A SEMI-SUBMISSIVE FEMALE LEAD, THIS BOOK IS NOT FOR YOU! I REPEAT, PLEASE DO NOT ENTER THIS BOOK WITH THE INTENTION OF ALREADY NOT LIKING IT AND LEAVING HATE COMMENTS.

"I need you to fuck me" I said to Brennon as I walked up to him and jumped up, wrapping my legs around his torso as he instinctively caught me. "I can't do that liv" he said quietly putting his forehead on mine. "I need you to help me forget about him, to forget about it all. Just for one night" I said kissing his neck as he stiffened at the sudden move. "Fuck me hard, senselessly and carelessly" I said, my lips hovering over his. "Fuck me right here against this wall" I said smashing my lips onto his as his large hands found their way to arse, gripping it, deepening the kiss. Olivia Miller wants nothing more than to finish school and leave the town she so dislikes. After her father abandoning her at the age of seven, she vowed that love was pointless and heartbreaking and built up very strong walls the protect herself until she realises that she's living next door to the schools notorious bad boy. Cue in Mason Anderson. A new girl on his arm every day and then dropping them like a hot potato. He has the whole female school population wrapped around his finger except one stubborn blonde who lives next door to him. He is suddenly intrigued by her dislike in him and makes it his mission to find out why. !!Warning: strong language, most likely a lot of sexual content (it will be in depth), and character attachment!! I'm