✧ 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑜𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑟 𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑡'𝑠 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟, 𝑖 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 ✧ 𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐈𝐃𝐍'𝐓 know who she was. she was adopted when she was twelve, and before that, she didn't have a family. no one knew who iris was, because she didn't even know herself. it took one special summer, one adventure with the pogues, for iris to know what it was like to have friends, a real family just for her. jj maybank and john b routledge brought sarah cameron's shy kook friend into their group, introduced her to a life full of light even brighter than the sunshine she radiated. 𝐉𝐉 𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐊 𝑥 𝐎𝐂 𝗈𝖻𝗑 𝗌𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝟣－𝟦

I just got fired, yay me. I need to find a job asap, so I can pay my way through school. My best friend Taylor has been trying to convince me for years to become a stripper like her at Vivid Desires. Should I? My best friend's boss, Nate, said I could, but something tells me him and his best friend want a little more than for me to have a job at their club. Mateo, the best friend doesn't want me here at all why? I guess I'll find out, yep here I go, I'm now a stripper. Trigger Warnings sexual assault and attempted rape, details about previous abusive relationship mentioned Book cover is by rebecacovers on Fiver! This book is book one of a two book duet!

Emmett Ransom. CEO, model, violinist and billionaire. He also has two different coloured eyes, purple and blue. Oh and he's also a shithead boss. Cheryl simply needs work experience, but after bumping into the back of his car, now she owes Emmett. To avoid paying for the damage, she agrees to a short and unpaid internship. Cheryl notices something is wrong, however, when she realises Emmett sets out the first rule, that she must call him Mr. Ransom, yet everyone else is allowed to call him Emmett. Cheryl should just walk out, but the air of dominance and power coming from Mr. Ransom keeps her coming back for more. [ROMANCE | BDSM | 18+]

Sequel to Dark Sand FAYE Dominic opened the lid of the glass coffin and leant over me. I pulled back, worried he might kiss me but he grabbed the corner of the duct tape on my mouth and pulled it off without mercy. "Hmmgh," I groaned in pain, then snarled at him. "You're still a fucking psycho, I see." "And you're still a foul-mouthed brat." He reached in and grabbed me by the collar, lifting me to my feet so I was eye level with him. "Good, or this wouldn't be any fun." DOMINIC I covered her with a duvet and got into bed. I took my clothes off first, allowing myself that at least, being able to press my body up against hers as I cradled her head in the crook of my arm. I listened to her breathing, felt her pulse beneath my lips as I kissed her neck goodnight. She used to snore lightly whenever I'd been particularly energetic and whimper if I left her side in the night. "No losing you this time, little pixie," I whispered to her as I held her closer. "I'll clip your wings if I have to, but you won't be leaving me again. Not this time." ---------------------- Five years after Faye Fairfaw tactically took everything from Dominic Sand - and more than he thought it was possible to lose - Dominic finds that his need for her is more complex than he thought. And burying himself in the world of kink-and-famous with a new business partner hasn't been the distraction it promised. So, when his new "hobby" isn't as in control as he had hoped, the only thing left for him to do is to ask for help from the only other thing in his life he had lost his control over... her. Never a man to sacrifice efficiency in his work, it also presents the perfect opportunity to have his long planned revenge on Faye and punish the little brat for defying him. Sand can indulge himself and his fantasies while they investigate what is really going on at the fetish retreat for the wealthy and only then can he consider what form his need for his little pixie may take.

𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛 Eleanor Quaritch must escape the RDA and protect her family amongst the Omatikaya.

Women have balls too; at least that was the creed Kristen Hilton lived by. It was the mantra for the Mistress of The Treasure Box and she displayed the shiny suckers to anyone who crossed her path. It was tough being the top Dom for San Francisco hottest BDSM club and it appeared that her status was like a bloody carcass in a shark infested ocean. So it was no surprise when Donovan Fairchild tried to put her to the test. After a brief meeting where she bested him in a spar of words, though he admits defeat, Kris finds her paranoia insisting that she not take his word. It had only been a few months since the only person she shared her heart with had nearly been raped and killed after she was kidnapped by an asshole who she had allowed VIP membership. She was not going to let another psycho win. She turns to Ivan and solicits his help through his Private Investigator. She knew Ivan would deliver...she was just shocked on who he delivers. Wicked games and dangerous flirting, mingled with the revisit of past lovers and nightmares, then top it off with explosive twist of fate and heart retching confessions; that was what Kris was in for. How was she to keep sane as all she had worked to gain and keep becomes threatened along with her life? Along side the dwindling fate of her reputation, which the wickedly handsome Viktor was about to lay to waste, did she really have to worry about who was holding the dagger in the dark? **Sequel to Conditioned...** Please follow as this story will certainly turn out to be private in a lot of chapters; so far chapter TWO is private and i can't fix that. Thanks to all my return readers! Spoiler alerts if you have not read Conditioned... I think this can stand on its own two feet, but Reconditioned will make more of a firm statement if you read Conditioned first. Will try to upload every Monday or Wednesday...no promises. Can i get some votes? maybe your feedback??? cool beans!

In this book, you'll get a behind the scenes look at how your favorite characters were born, my creative process, and the dirty details never before revealed. Tex's Camp Q&A: Come sit by the fire and ask me whatever you'd like. We can roast marshmallows, tell scary stories, and hang out in the comments like a big, happy family. Gator's Backstage Pass: A place full of secrets. Learn the-sometimes embarrassing-details on how my wildest scenes came to life, facts about the characters, the process, and myself.

Him- he is my strength, my voice, my warrior. Me- woh mera ghar, mera sukoon

Far away in the depths of the under brush. No where near a town. On Mount Massive, is Mount Massive Asylum. Where the sickest of the sick go. Now imagine a 16 year old girl with a psychosis just like any other mentally ill person. Bipolar Disorder, along with her personality being a Sociopath. A master mind in the making. Avoided the police until now,and made it her right to be in Mount Massive. But what about her name. Not many people know her name. Since she has two personalities. Pyscho , and April. Well there you have it. What if a creature powerful and vain enough to leave his boundaries. His game, of hide and seek, his notes that warned others. His tempting demeanor,just to see this interesting creature. What if that one person wasn't just one person. But triplet sisters. What if they have been chosen for a reason. To be a pawn. To fight to be the predator. But when they go to a small school especially for the mentally ill killers what then. When the dark falls over the sky, a man who is at war with two of the lords who wish to be the leader of all the CreepyPastas he is the real king and calls himself Mr Creepypasta.

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