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Benjamin McAllister is the Queen's Man working in secret for King and Crown. It riddled his past with intrigue, war, and death. It was no place for a woman. Such comforts as marriage, family, and love were not to be his. However, one woman had changed all of that. Lady Clara Bentley had won Benjamin McAllister's heart, but the prize had come at a price. He tried so hard to keep her from his world, but his world found them and it was tearing them apart. Clara embarks on a journey in search of a way to make them whole again, but will this adventure give her the answers she seeks? Or will they both remain... Forever Ruined? (I made this story to standalone, however, to get an idea of where it all started, read FROM THE ASHES, to learn more about their tale.) Highest Rank #56 On Historical Fiction Hot List - July 8, 2017. If you are reading this story on any platform other than Wattpad, you are likely to be at risk of a malware attack. If you wish to read this story in its original, safe, form, please go to https://www.wattpad.com/300037481-forever-ruined-prologue. Thank you. © All Rights Reserved by Author Ruechari aka Charity Rue Cover art and Story by: Ruechari

Little mermaid dark retellingxtangled Mature content What if Rapunzel wasn't sweet and naive to her captivity and was forced into an unwanted marriage What if ariel wasn't as nice and naive as she was, what if she was the bad guy that worked with Ursula This story is a mashup between with two Disney's with twists and betrays so big you read again.Swearing, murder, evil empire, bulling, kidnapping, poison, sexual content Read at your own comfortbility Raphia was a sweet happy girl that lived in the palace with her mum and dad the king and queen of Nivoria until one day 2 years ago she mysteriously dies and leaves Raphia heartbroken and lost, she's no longer the sweet and innocent girls she once was and her fathers no longer the nice old man that everyone loved he's cold and harsh and keeps his distance from his only daughter. Raphia is now sarcastic with a new dark humor and a love for knives and potions she found young but kept hidden for afraid of disappointing the family but she doesn't live in fear of that anymore, she practically lives for it. A year ago her farther got remarried to a horrible woman destroying any relationship she once had with her farther, kalia is a horrible gold digger that constantly makes Raphia's life a more hell than it already is. And she definitely doesn't appreciate the harmless yet meaningful pranks Raphia throws her way. But this pay back is more than she can bare. Suddenly she's being told she has to marry the prince of Nanzanya a sleazy, gross man that doesn't understand boundaries and hands that slip down too far. When she runs away at sea to open her own shop on an island far away she doesn't expect it to be so unforgiving and harsh not knowing it's the sea witch from down below the tretrious waters that's found a new accomplish to help her take over the kingdom, or the mermaid with a slight crazy look in her eye that offers her a deal she can't refuse Theres nothing that can go wrong right?

"Mine." His low growl of possession took my heart and the fate of my panties. They were soaked through with arousal. Damn it. I stroked his face as he sniffed the air. I prayed he couldn't smell my body's reaction to his. His hand slipped from my waist and traveled to the rip in my dress. "I can smell how much your body craves mine." My breath catches as his hand finds it home at the front of my panties. "Why don't you just submit yourself to me? Accept that you are mine and mine alone?" His hand was traveling lower, and he found my clit rubbing it through my underwear. I couldn't help but lean my head back and moan out at his skillful administration on my pussy."Moan, my name, my innocent mate. Tell everyone who is making you feel this pleasure."He had ripped my underwear off me and threw them across to hit another tree. He propped me up against the tree, causing me to hold onto his shoulders for support as his fingers took advantage of my spread legs, my dress completely exposing my pussy to him."Absolutely Ravishing." One of his thick fingers pumped its way into my hole, causing me to moan loudly into his ear. "Seth." ********* Seth Knight was not one for romance; everyone at Quillwood High School knew that. If you were a girl, you were in danger of being his next distraction. He would fuck a girl, the girl would fall in love, and he would leave. It was what had always happened. But there was a time before he had become a player. His old best friend, Belle Rivers, the innocent, sweet girl he had known since birth, kept the darkness at bay. Their mothers had been best friends since high school and conceived only months apart. They were destined to be. He was her protector, and she had kept him good, but when his dad died, the darkness crept into his heart, and the only one who could save him was forced to leave him. "Sample" (Mature scenes 18 +) {Highest rating # 29 in bestfriends ;) }

#1 in Jealousy "I don't get it!" I yell while hurrying to catch up with him. "You don't need to get it!" he hisses out, not sounding tired after jogging for 20 minutes straight. While I on the other hand am heaving for my breath. "Why are you so hell bent on finding out who kissed you at Trevor's stupid party?!" No response. "It was just a kiss!" I try again. He stops up abruptly, turning around in a swift motion glowering down at me. I gulp. "Just a kiss?!" he whispers, I nod my head hesitantly. "JUST A KISS?!" I shrink back. He inches closer, his heavenly built towering over me. Forehead to forehead, nose to nose...disappointingly not mouth to mouth... I lick my lips slowly. He looks down, gulping before slightly moving away. "Just a kiss." I confirm. His blazing eyes find mine again. "No, it was not just a kiss! Maybe for her, but not for me!" "Why not?!" I press on. "BECAUSE SHE STOLE MY FIRST KISS!!" I gasp loudly, staggering back. His fingers graze his lips slowly before he snaps out of it, turns around and storms away. This time I don't bother following him, I am in shock. I Accidentally Stole The Bad Boy's First Kiss... ••• Completed | ✓ Unedited (Read at your own risk)

I lift my hand, holding my pistol to his chest, hovering over his heart. He stares at me, emotions spilling out of him. Emotions I can't decipher. He leans closer, the tip of the barrel pressing into his skin, just above his heart. "Do it," he whispers, inches from my face. I hold his gaze, while his hands snake under my shirt, grazing my skin. "I dare you," he lowers his voice, so gently, "Shoot me." My finger curls around the trigger, an inch from pulling it. I glare into his eyes, "You're a fucking monster," I whisper. He nods, "I know." "You kill without remorse," I spit. "I know." "I hate you," My finger screams at me to pull the trigger. "I know." "I'm disgusted by you." "I know," he inhales, letting his forehead rest against mine. His gaze falls to my lips, "If you want me dead, then kill me, pull the trigger." - It's no longer a question. My morals are gone, leaving nothing but a monstrous killing machine. Any hope for some sort of sympathy, some regard for life is nonexistent. I want death. I want to be the bringer of death, and the essence of slaughter. - Rhea Windsor, the newest ruler of Ovantasa after her parents- the former king and queen were assassinated. Her mind is in the pits of despair guided by vengeance, leaving nothing but a body of handcrafted slaughter and within that madness, she comes across a man made for killing. The ruthless killer known as Elijah Anton, who forces her to turn her back on her morals and grip on sanity. What happens when she realizes she wasn't as innocent as she thought and teeters on a heart of purity and blinding hate? When perfect becomes unattainable and her flaws take its place? - [𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆] THIS BOOK CONTAINS EXTREME GRAPHIC CONTENT AND IS NOT MADE FOR A LIGHT READ - *COMPLETE & FULLY EDITED*

[ Only the ocean can bring a prince and a pirate together, only the sea can keep their secrets, and only the waves can tear them apart. ] [ COMPLETED - 80K Words] [ LGBT Historical Romance ] [ FEATURED ] James Serrio is supposed to be a prince, not a prisoner rotting away in the bottom of a pirate ship. His future was royalty, not death in a grimy hunk of wood, but it seems that fate had a different plan. Just when things couldn't seem to get worse, another ship attacks, and James is starting his prisoner journey all over again. But these new pirates are different, to say the least, especially Sage Morrow, the captain, with his black coat, gold buttons, sharp jawline, and steel-blue eyes. There's something about the captain that reminds James of a fire on a cold day. And, there's something about the new prisoner that reminds Sage of home. But there are more important things for James to focus on than a man, like the fact he's somewhere on the vast ocean, in a ship full of hungry pirates, with nothing more than a necklace and a quick brain to call his own. The Sole Prince is the story of James Serrio and Sage Morrow, and their consequential fate after running into each other smack dab in the middle of nowhere. [ All credit for the cover goes to the amazing Ava [@ avocad0ess on Instagram]. She designed this cover just for me and this novel, and isn't it so amazing? Her art is so great, and you can find it here: https://www.instagram.com/avocad0ess/. ] Notable Features: [ Historical Fiction Ambassador's Reading List: "Kings, Courtships, and Empires" ] [ Tales of the Deep Ambassador's Reading List: "Ships Ahoy - Pirate Tales" ] [ Stories Undiscovered's Reading List: "Tales of the Heart" ] [ Romance Ambassador's Reading List: "Rainbow of Love" ] [ New Adult Ambassador's Reading List: "All kind of love is love || LGBTQ+" ] [ LGBTQIAP+'s Reading List: "ManxMan (NA / Adult Fiction)" ] [ Free The LGBT's Reading Lost: "Adult Romance" ]

I woke up in a daze, unsure of why my body felt so stiff, so sore. I winced as I threw my legs over the side of the bed, and again as I stood up, pain flaring from every muscle in my body as I made my way to the polished mirror beside my wardrobe. I gasped at the sight of the bruised and battered girl in front of me. The memories from last night flooded my mind. It was my birthday. Father had invited several high class guests to the event. He expected me to begin courting. The man he had introduced me to was a plump old man. I had refused adamantly, his years against my fourteen churned my stomach. Unfortunately, my father didn't take my refusal well. He grabbed me by the arm roughly and dragged me into the attic-my bedroom. His beatings were getting worse. At least the last time i t hadn't taken much effort to hide the pain. This time that wouldn't be possible. This time, there would be no hiding it. This time the pain was too much. I whimpered as I headed to the door, but it was locked. It seems my father had predicted my state. Rage and anger burned through my veins as I slammed my fist against the door. One day I would learn to defend myself. One day I would escape this wretched castle. One day I would no longer be bound by the Caspian people. One day I will no longer be their princess. "I will get away from here, and you will pay for what you've done old man." I vowed before slamming my fist against the door again. "I will be free." I huffed as I crawled back into the bed for some much needed rest.

FULL VERSION AVAILABLE ON AMAZON Disguised as a man and captured by ruthless pirates, debutante Octavia Palmer must find a stolen treasure to save her father from debtor's prison. But can she escape with her life--and her heart-- when the devilishly handsome Captain Charles Atwell knows her secret? *** Desperate to save her father from death in a debtor's prison, Octavia Palmer disguises herself as a man and sets sail to search for her stolen treasure. But as the war of 1812 continues to rage, she is captured by the pirate captain Charles Atwell, a dangerously handsome drunk who discovers her hidden identity. If she doesn't convince him to help her find the treasure, Octavia knows he'll expose her and have her killed, or worse, sold to his favorite brothel. Charles Atwell blames the world for the death of his beloved sisters. Forced into piracy by the bloody pirate Jean Lafitte, he awaits the day he can drink himself to death or die in battle. He discovers a young woman dressed as a man on a ship he captures, but before he can expose her identity, she reveals that she knows the truth about what happened to his sisters. Battling through ghosts, swamp alligators, sea battles, and a dangerous attraction, Octavia and Charles reluctantly team up to steal her family's treasure from Lafitte. But when the British ask for Lafitte's help to defeat the Americans at New Orleans, their chances of seeing their families again goes up in gunpowder.