Grace Ross had everything she needed in life, a steady job, kids, and happiness, until it was snatched away from her so fast it took everything in her to catch herself before she falls, she desperate now, shes looking, but failed in what she looking for, there's only one way to get her precious treasure back, even if it means selling her soul, little did she know she was selling her soul to a demon who'll give her what she wants, only if she gets it on with the devil Jason "Devil" Collision was angry he had to cancel his sex date to watch over a brat who wouldn't stop clinging to him, but stuff gets interesting when a woman with a head full of massive curls and beautiful brown skin, comes wheeling into his life, he decided to play with his food before eating it, he didn't had a heart, he doesn't give two fucks about anything, so why does his chest tighten when he realizes everything about her was a lie FOR MATURE AUDIENCE

*Book one in the Hell's Company series* Lucifer was the brightest angel in Heaven, But in service of God, he was condemned to darkness. After thousands of years, the darkness took root inside him. ~ Ammi is a flame no one can extinguish Forged from God's holy fire to combat his darkness. A gift made for Lucifer. ~ He clucked his tongue disparagingly, shaking his head, "Tell me your full name." I groaned, running a hand down my face. "Fine. But I'm not explaining it to you." His face told me that I would if he wanted me to, but I soldiered on. "My full first name is Amirykal. Happy?" I muttered. His reaction took me completely by surprise. He blinked slowly at first, processing, then his face split into a wide grin and he threw back his head and laughed uproariously. I was hit with a wave of arousal at the sound of it-it was rumbling and husky, heating me up at the core. "What's so funny?" I grumbled, sure he was laughing at my expense. He looked down, that gorgeous grin still on his chiseled face, showcasing his lovely white teeth. "Oh, Kitten. Your name, Amirykal, do you know its meaning?" He asked, his voice sensual and erotic as he spoke my name. "No-I was found with that name." I answered struggling to keep my voice even as he slowly approached, like a predator would his prey. "Well, Love, I'll tell you. Amirykal means 'gift', or, more exactly, 'a gift from God'." He purred as he got closer and closer, so there was barely a foot between us. "And why is that funny?" I had a very hard time focusing on the conversation at hand with him at this proximity, using that lovely tone. "Because, Amirykal, I am Lucifer. And God made you to be mine." *HIGHEST RANKS*: #1 in Paranormal #2 in Supernatural #7 in Werewolf* *Takes many liberties on Biblical stories and has graphic violence and adult content. Please do not read if such things offend you.*

"Follow me," he said gruffly. "But I- ," I stopped when I saw the dark look he gave me. Instead I just looked down and quietly followed him. Once we reached his office I walked inside and immediately shuttered at the draft. Promptly the door slammed shut causing me to jump and it followed by the clicking of the lock. I swallowed the lump down my throat, an ounce of fear trickling through me. "What did I say about running?" He asked in a low, husky voice. "No running," whispered back, not sure if he heard. "And, do you remember what I said would happen next time I caught you running?" He asked. I nodded, my heart thumping extremely loudly in my chest. "Excellent, now bend over the desk," he ordered.

Warning: Mature Audiences Only!! -Strong Sexual Content -R-rated language -Adult situation This book is a ROMANCE, no matter how terrifying it may look at first. *** DESCRIPTION *** "I'll fucking slit your throat, you lying cunt. I don't have to burn you alive, I'll murder you with my own bare hands. I'll enjoy it, too. Laugh my ass off while you drown in your own blood, you're worthless and pathetic." He spat, his body shaking with uncontrollable rage. I felt my windpipes being crushed, tears welded in my eyes as I choked. I gasped for air, "well...someone d-didn't eat breakfast this morning. You're just Cuckoo for Coco P-Puffs." His massive hands tightened around my throat, shaking my body violently as his knuckles turned white with force, his beautiful face turned completely sinister with anger. Black spots darted in my vision, consuming my sight as they grew. My head started to feel light and airy as I began choking to death. His voice shook with rage, "What. Are. You." He seethed. His red eyes wide with fury. "I'm Batman." I choked, as I blacked out. *** 18 years ago, a baby girl was born, but she was born frail and weak. Her bones were delicate, and her heart could not beat on its own. The doctors told the mother that she would surely die within hours of her birth. Her mother prayed for something, anything to save her baby. The Devil answered. He saved her baby, and granted her the favor of life. With the mark of the Devil himself, branded into the smooth flesh of her skin. She had been claimed by the Devil, her fate sealed by the scar. But everyone knows... The Devil always comes to collect. ***

"𝐈 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐲," 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞, 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬. "𝐈'𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞," 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞. "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐈 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮," 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞. ________ Contains: •Theo Nott x Draco Malfoy romances •love triangle x threesomes •Enemies to lovers •Dancing with the enemy •GIFS and photos •started: 13.1.2021 •ended: 1.4.2021 Trigger warning: This book contains mature content like sex descriptions, language, violence, sexual and physical abuse, death. If you're not comfortable with that, don't read. No translations allowed. Highest ranking: #1 in Draco #1 in Lorenzozurzolo #1 in Maturescenes #1 in Pansyparkinson #1 in Hogwarts #1 in Slytherin #1 in Potter #1 in Voldemortsdaughter #1 in Mature scenes #1 in Snape #1 in Theonott

✥ The Rich Girl & Her Bodyguard ✥ Blaise Inocencio, the daughter to a well-known politician, inherits the fear of being killed when she receives a threat after the assassination of her father. The constant fear of being killed only intensifies when there is more than the dark past on the hunt. The Brazilian happens to end up with an ex military officer who was strictly there to protect her. When Blaise comes face to face with the fact he is suffering with an antisocial personality disorder it is hard for her to trust him completely. Octavio Amor was an ex military officer that was foreign to the feelings of forgiveness. Being sociopathic he lacked the most important trait, love. An assassination of a politician, Boris Inocencio, leaves Octavio with one job. He needed to protect Blaise, the only daughter of the assassinated politician. There is sexual tension, manipulation, and love - but was any of that real? ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ "There are countless women in here Octavio that are patiently waiting to be kissed by you. You can take the night off for once." Her lips came in contact with the glass every time she took a sip. Her plump lips wetted with the fine red wine. His eyes never leaving the erotic scene in front of him which left him wishing that he was that glass in her hand. "No." He answered back in his usual emotionless tone. "Why?" She asked as her lips continued to dampen with the fine liquid. "Because romance is not my thing." He answered. "Then what's your thing?" She asked daringly. "I bite your lip Blaise not kiss you."

"You are mine!" He roars. "I will do whatever it takes to make you know that. Whether it means I lock you up in a prison and throw away the key." Footsteps come rushing into the dining room, and I turn to see multiple men--guards I suppose, flanking one another. Each of their hands rest on things within their jackets. Which i can only guess are guns. What else would they be? He waves them off and stalks towards me, standing behind my chair. I try to turn my head to look behind me, at him, but his hands move to the sides of my face, stopping me. "I can give you the world Mia. I am no fool. I know that love takes time, and I will give you as much as it takes. But you are mine." He says so calmly. -------------------------- When Mia Jones, a College student from Australia with a mysterious past is offered the opportunity to work as a translator for a man she had never heard of in New York City, she had assumed it would be a normal job, little did she know it would be the end of her freedom. Matteo Giovanni is the most feared Mafia leader in New York, and the whole country, heir to the Italian Mafia, he is used to getting what he wants. And when he sees Mia walk into his office for a job interview, he knows he wants her. She is his light, and he is her darkness. Will Mia ever be able to escape Matteo and the Mafia, or will she fall in love before she can stop herself? WARNING: Within this story there is coarse language, themes and violence. ______________________ #1 in Romance 29/10/2020 ----------------------------------- Began: 21/08/2020 Completed: 13/01/2021

When Eira goes to the forest at night, she doesn't expect to meet her mate and be taken against her will. Not wanting to spend the rest of her life locked away, she must find a way to escape from abusive, mysterious and possessive alpha, who will do anything to have things in his way. What will happen when Eira won't submit to the cruel Alpha? Will he be able to keep her to himself? Or will the girl with the terrible past be stronger than he could ever be? *Extract* But I am my father's daughter. Always too proud, too stubborn, impossible to tame. My father always said that the wilderness lives in me, it brings the storms and raging winds through my skin for the world to feel. So I become the wilderness itself. #1 in beast #1 in marked #2 in dark #5 in wolf #8 in mate #144 in werewolf