*This is a FREE book with PAID exclusive chapters* [The Dad I'd Like to F*ck] "You should be careful," Devin said calmly, bending over to scoop Rory into his arms. "This bathtub can get incredibly slippery." "So I noticed," she said dryly. Mortified, she noticed how erect her nipples were. They stabbed the air like tiny knives of arousal and she was positive that Devin had noticed. "I think I can walk now," she said quickly. To her relief, he set her on the ground and reached for her towel. "This is the second time I'm rescuing you," he said, in that quiet way Rory was beginning to recognise as his annoyed tone. "Let's not make it a habit." Rory tightened the towel around herself, wincing from the motion. "I slipped in the tub. Hardly a rescue." A dirty look crossed his face. "I haven't had sex in two years, Rory. Consider yourself rescued..." He turned to leave "...from me." She was speechless. For starters, this had been the longest conversation she'd ever had with Devin Shaw and, secondly, she was positive that he wasn't as crazy as he let everyone believe he was...

Emily found solace in a small mountain town five years ago, though after running into an amnesiac on the side of the road, her old life makes a resurgence. ***** Emily has been hiding from her past for five years in a remote mountain lodge - until the night she nearly runs over an injured man on the side of the road. North has amnesia, and while he recuperates at the lodge, he and Emily can't seem to ignore the growing chemistry between them. There are just two problems: without his memories, North doesn't know who he really is or what he's left behind. And Emily can't risk leaving her safe haven to face the world she's hiding from once his memories return. Content/Triggering Warning: this story contains scenes of sexual and physical abuse, violence, sexual content, and mentions of suicide and mental health. [[word count: 90,000-100,000 words]] Cover designed by Lily Taylor

"You've been the first that I've kissed since her." "So I'm the rebound..." she trailed off. I'm Jackson, Jack, or Jax. I don't really care what you call me as long as you scream it out in bed. Going back home to my parents at twenty-four is not my proudest decision, but after my shack-up girlfriend of two years went and f*cked someone else, I am left with no choice. She won't f*ck me but easily f*cked him. The cheating whore could go to hell for all I care, but she broke my heart for sure. Six weeks into moping around in my room, my bitter, intoxicated arse had to get out and get moving. Getting over things isn't easy, but it had to be done. Then I meet her, Sienna, a redhead with the brightest green eyes you'll ever see-those same eyes I imagined looking up at me as I jerked off in the shower months ago. She's perfect, almost too perfect, and she got me intrigued. I have to man up and get my own place, so I got a bachelor's pad... in Sienna's building. Not that I'm expecting anything. But one thing leads to another, and I find myself wanting her-falling for her. There's something more to her shy, nervous smile and the way she fumbles over her words whenever I push too hard... there's something more to that girl across the hall. But am I even ready to be in another relationship? To try again? Will I ever get to quell her doubts about us? And when my past comes knocking on her door, will she let me in or send me walking out her life? Sexy, steamy, and romantic, His Rebound Love is gonna make you believe in second chances, all while leaving your senses-and inner desires-tingling. Grab your copy now! ( this is only a preview of 5 chapters. You an buy this book on Amazon in ebook or paperback!! )

Café Rouge is the small french cafe that Lola's father has poured his heart and soul into. She'd never thought, he'd acquired it through...darker means. The Italian mob to be more precise. Now it's collection time and Lola's paying the price. Trading herself for her father's life-Lola finds herself in the hands of the incredibly frustrating, confusing and very good looking mob son's boss-Carlos. She's convinced that with Carlos there's nothing more than what meets the eye; a cold-hearted, killer but could she be wrong? Warning: First chapter goes fast since it was taken from a One-Shot. I will be editing this along with the rest of the book much later so bear in mind the story does get better :)

Highest rank #1 General fiction 14th August 2017 Two mafia families. An age old rivalry between them. No one could bring them together and at peace......or so people thought. And then SHE happened. A girl so innocent and loving entered their darkened lives like a falling star and ushered them towards the light, binding them together. Her name is......... A mafia boss. Valerio Valentini. The head of one of the oldest crime dynasties in the world. A dangerous, deadly and ruthless man. Famously described as the "silent storm", a storm that destroys anyone who has wronged him. Some say that his heart is built of cold ice as he shows no mercy or compassion to anyone, it beats for no one .......except one. And her name is...... Amara Sullivan Romero- A daughter. A Princess. A Queen. ********* Cover credit: @EvaKvi COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT! ALL RIGHTS RESERVED!

Queen Eleanor of Alendar. Daughter of King Richard the Wise, and the first female ruler in the Alagorian line. Respected for her skills as a politician, a commander, and a mother to her people. Years of being prepared to ascend to the throne of kings along with her tenure of nearly three years could not prepare her for a threat that was assembling far beyond the Western Sea. A threat that looms so far yet came from so close to home. Aid is called for from a former enemy nation. Ideas clash and tensions brew. Will two young rulers be able to put their differences aside and join forces against this common enemy?

"Our next is a girl of eighteen summers. She has smooth, unblemished skin and has been schooled in the arts of love and seduction. But most of all, she is untouched." my auctioneer and captor said as he paraded me in front of the men. They eyed their fill of my body but they were forbidden to touch. "Bidding starts at two hundred pieces of silver." I was returned towards the stage as the men stated their prices. I was a rare commodity: a slave girl yet untouched, eighteen, fertile when the land has been struck with a plague that left women barren. The price for me reached eight hundred silver coins and many have already backed down. "Two hundred gold coins!" a man spoke up. It was he, the man who stared at me with passion and desire in his eyes moments ago. That was quite a sum for a slave! "Two hundred gold coins going once, twice... Sold to the King of Ivaris!" the auctioneer shouted. There it was. My fate was sealed. I am a love slave and it is just my luck that I am sold to the same cruel king that destroyed my kingdom. *A story of love, of gods and goddesses, of reincarnation and magic, intrigue and betrayal, of kings and war...*

|#2 in Romance 2/20/16| *** So he sent you here. The dirtiest, grimiest, most vile building in New York City. The building where countless have silently lost their lives. He sent you to this Five Star Hotel so you could feel the fear that comes without having his protection. He picked one of the most dangerous places in the country to send his beloved son. He sent you to the dogs, who he hoped would eat you alive. (This is a quote from the spin off but it fits)

Princess Nerina of Caspian is a troubled girl dreaming of adventures on the great blue sea. She is always trying her hardest to disobey her mother, who wants her as far away from the ocean as possible for reasons that are unknown to everyone except the King and Queen of Caspian. Nerina's parents cause to possibly protect her isn't helped at all, especially when she meets the gorgeous and dashing yet stubborn Captain Edward Smith III, the son of the dead Caspian King of Pirates. Though their meeting was a complete misunderstanding, the two are forced to sail together as they learn of the great darkness that lurks deep in the ocean... which may have more to do with Nerina and Edward then they think. And soon enough, the two find themselves pulled into a passionate and senseless love that no one is happy with. [Preview Only! Full story on Dreame]

"Y-you," she stuttered, staring at the handsome man sitting on the sleek black throne, "you're..." He rolled his eyes, waving his hand impatiently and said, "Hades. Come on, say it with me. Ha-des." "Hades," Ariel breathed out, still not believing the sight before her. Every picture she had seen of the gods had not depicted Hades' beauty. The god sitting before her was not a crusty old man with a white beard; no, he was a Calvin Klein model. "Yes," Hades clasped his hands together and grimaced, "the God of Death and riches; that's me." Ariel nodded, still refusing to believe but knowing she had to and Hades' grimace turned even bitter, "And you, darling, will be staying with me for quite some time." ~*~ Cover: _nymphomaniac Published: 8/6/14