There exists a delicate flower in the midst of an otherwise desolate landscape. Adaline is the personification of innocence, her angelic demeanor capturing the hearts of anyone she meets. She views the world for all its good, not noticing its impurities. Lucian thrives in the chaos offered in darkness. He has steeled himself against the carnage of society's cruel reality. He feasts on vulnerability and leverages weakness to further his own gain. He is an unwavering force that doesn't offer forgiveness. How could two polar opposites ever coincide within the same environment? Will he ruin her? Or will she be his salvation? ••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Ranked #11 in Purity Ranked #1 in Behave Ranked #81 in Daddy Dom Ranked #2 in Forced Submission

Doux: Adjective Meaning: Sweet, Soft, Mild, Gentle A beautiful sheltered girl stumbles her way onto a man's property. Such a pure, innocent soul like herself can't help but be mesmerized by the horse out in the pasture. What happens when a tall, large brooding man discovers the unexpected visitor? Will he scare her off with his large frame and tattoos, or will he be surprised at how sweet the little girl is?

"Then what will I get in return?" Darius closed onto her, his mouth near her ears as his palm held her both hands together stopping the angel from fleeting away like wind, she wanted to run away and he could see the mischievousness in her enchanting eyes. "I-" the girl pondered a bit and before she could form a sentence Darius handed her the ice-cream making her look at him in astonishment. "You? Yes that is all what I want." a small hiccup left the plump lips when she heard her predicament, she was still forming a sentence with that 'I' she did not meant her but.....its not a bad deal. "And you are not a crybaby....you are my pretty little Roe. Mine....do you understand that sweetheart?" Her mouth was gaped open before she gulped nodding frantically as if trying to convey her emotions so he doesn't miss on anything that she wanted to say. "Yes sir." She whispered at last. "Call me daddy." Darius froze when those words left his lips without any filter, he was going to take it back but the dark feral eyes that had carnal possessiveness incited the red haired angel who very slowly whispered. "Yes Daddy"

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

One of the most powerful man in the world. He was called Octavius. Cruel, coldblooded, and completely unobtainable. The Devil in a Brioni suit. The mere whisper of his name was like lethal poison that burned through the hearts of millions. Penetrating, and clear amber eyes that made grown men weep, and women burned with seduction. Behind the curtains, no one knew what he looked like yet he was always in control. It was a reputation he had fought to establish, one that brought him power, wealth and just about... everything. When a series of unfortunate events lands her into the very strong, powerful arms of Octavius, it was everything she'd been warned about. The beautiful brute, Octavius, moody and controlling in every aspect. She had never met a man as brutal, and stormy as him, someone she couldn't help but sprout wild, random phrases to, and offer hugs. A man that always gets what and who he wants because that's how his life works. Until it doesn't. Until he stumbles into a five-feet angel with the sweetest smile, and adamant about being friends. - preview - "Has any man ever made you so crazy you thought you'd die if you didn't get his cock inside of you? If you couldn't feel his fingers digging into your thighs as he spread you open and devoured you whole? Have you ever come over and over, so hard and so many times you couldn't be sure where one ended and the other began?" His strong, veined hands gripped the backside of my bare thigh, tracing over my skin, itching higher and higher and I could feel a deep ache building inside my lower region. My mouth slacked, at a loss for words, all I could do was whimper softly under his possessive touches. "Answer me." Big, forceful hands caressed my chin, almost gripping my neck, only retracting as I let out a tiny breathless sigh. His dark deep amber eyes were on fire with a carnal sexuality that I had never seen before. "Use your words."

REMOVED FROM SAVING LEAH SERIES "Hush, Little Lamb." I cry into his shirt, not caring that I am in his lap. His large hands run down my back in comfort, making my sobs turn into quiet hiccups. "That's it," Aiden comforts. The hospital door swings open and the second I see my father, I jump out of Aiden's lap and run into his arms. "It's alright Lucy. Mommy is gonna be just fine." "Do they know what happened, Mr. Astor?" Aiden asks from behind me. My father takes a moment to answer, "Drunk driver. She just has a fractured wrist. She will be fine," he says, looking down at me with an expression I don't understand. "Mom is gonna be alright, right?" "Yes, Love. She's going to be just fine," Father says, petting my back. His gaze stays fixated on Aiden in a way I don't understand. Wasn't father happy that Aiden, his favorite student, had followed his request to bring me here? ---- Lucy has grown up sheltered her whole life. With her loving father and three dominant brothers, she has had little experience with boys. Being completely oblivious to her beauty and desirable submissive qualities, she is shocked that she ever caught the eye of Aiden, who has been her father's friend and former student for years.

Adonis Morrison, a mafia leader who never had anyone to love him. His mom died when he was first born, making him an only child and growing up with his alcoholic dad. He ran away when he was 15, finding himself with the wrong people and creating a group, never going back home. He thought it couldn't get any worse or better, that's until he met Daisy. Daisy McCartney, an angel who has too many problems, but a loving, poor, mom. Her family doesn't have much money with her older brother gone. He left long ago, when he was 19 and Daisy was 9. She's 17 now and can barely remember him. Her mother constantly tells her not to worry about it, and she obviously listens. She thought her life was boring or normal, that's until she met Adonis.

Life doesn't work out for everyone, and I've slowly come to accept that. I have learned that some things must be sacrificed in order to succeed, to live. But, is this really living? Is this really considered living when I have grown numb to everything? To pain, to death, to my own emotions? Is this how it's going to be for the rest of my life? If this is really it...I'm fucking ending it. Vincent Romano has gone through Hell to get to where he is now, the top. He's learned how to live above the rules of the game of Life, how to control the players, and when to become them. When you look at Vincent Romano's life, it's nothing short from perfect - other than the fact that he wants to kill the only family he has left. He has more than enough roofs over his head, provided with only the finest dishes one could find in this world, and a never ending amount of money. So, why is it that each day is nothing but a painful reminder of what he doesn't have? Why is it that the hole in his chest never seems to close? Why is it that no one loves him? That is...until 𝓔𝓿𝓮𝓵𝔂𝓷.