Brittany Anne

Gabriella Adams is a normal teenager living her life, but obviously there has to be someone who is always in her way, irritating the hell out of her. Hayden King  Her mortal enemy But all that is about to change in ways she didn’t expect. ****** "I hate you". He said. "Definitely not as much as I hate you," I countered back with a scoff, p*ss*d. Who the hell does he think he is? "good ". He responded, causing my head to snap back towards him, and before I could put him in his place, I felt the softness of his lips against mine, knocking my breath away.

“Please just kill me. Please.." with tears in my eyes I begged for my own death. I am not one to have suicidal thoughts but I could no longer bear the humiliating torture I was being subjected to any more. However my abductor smiled at my pain and suffering with joy. “You will surely meet your end but it will be when I decide your pu"*y is no longer of use to me and my men. But don't think that's the only terrible thing I can do to you. So you better apologize to me and my honored guest before I allow the dogs and horses to also get a taste of you too and make no mistake it's not going to be pleasant at all," he said wickedly and I felt so humiliated.. How did my life end up this way? Physically assaulted, starved, molested and made naked; being offered as an object of pleasure to his uncharacteristically attractive but intimidating guest? I used to have a perfect life. A family who cares for me and a man who loves and cherishes me. He only just proposed to me yesterday and I have been dreaming of raising a happy family with him. So where did it go wrong? Oh, I remember now. I was stabbed in the back by the person I love and trusted the most. I didn't know she has always been envious and jealous of my happiness. My best friend Gloria, she betrayed me and sold me out to a gang of ruthless thugs to be violated and murdered. However when it seemed all hope was lost the person I least expect to help me would be my savior.

Lana POV Today was our sixteenth birthday and of all the days my brother Alpha Ryker had to call an Alpha meeting on his twin sister’s birthday. To say we were p*ss*d off was an understatement. Arial and I watched from the upstairs window as Alpha’s from all over filed out of their cars before being greeted by our father and Ryker. My twin sister Arial hated the meetings just as much as me. It was one thing being twins, it was another being Lycan hybrid twins, and we always found that we copped the most stares. Once we came of age and didn’t get our wolves or shift, we knew we differed from our brother. Our mother was a direct descendant of the Moon Goddess, therefore, so are we. Our brother inherited most of our father’s traits, he shifted when he was twelve and was what we call an early bloomer, but he didn’t share my mother’s Hybrid gene. Yes, he was a direct descendant like us, but for some reason he only received certain traits while my sister and I were exactly like our mother. We had no wolves and were half vampire and half Lycan. We were both saddened when we didn't get our wolves. Ryker always spoke of how much he loved his wolf growing up. But we still had each other. Being twins means you always have another half, a best friend for life, and my sister and I were incredibly close. So close, my mother sometimes had trouble telling us apart, the only giveaway being that our scents were different slightly.

He was dark. She was bright. Althaia's heart pounded in her chest as she stepped out to the backyard for her cousin's engagement party. Then she saw him, his piercing golden-brown eyes fixed on her. The Devil. Damiano Bellavia. The ruthless and powerful Mafia Boss her father tried to keep her away from. Despite the danger and the warnings ringing in her ears, Althaia felt drawn to him, curious about the dark world he came from. And he was just as fascinated with her, drawn to the innocence in her big green eyes. Despite their differences, the fiery passion between them burns hotter with each passing day. But so did the threats and violence of the Mafia world. And soon, Althaia finds herself in the middle of a war she never wanted to be a part of, and Damiano fights to protect his fire that corrupted his heart. Gunfire and murder, family and profit. Will their love be strong enough to survive it all? (This book is going to be the final edited book where a lot of editing has been taken place.)

"You are completely mine Gracie, your tears, fears, I'm going to completely shatter you until you know nothing else but my name". I never knew how twisted he was until this moment..." I'm n...not yours" I stuttered. His gaze darkened and hardened at my words. "I dare you to say that again" he said taking a threatening step closer. I opened my mouth but no words came out. Next thing I was trapped between him and the wall, both my hands pinned above my head, my knees weakened by his domineering look. "You belong to me! your body and soul belong to me, I'll mark you again and again......" He whispered nibbling at my throat. How did I get into this? Was there no way out? He'd already broken me ,what else could he expect from a broken soul. This was the guy who took everything from me, my pride, my virginity, and even my soul. She's a quiet kind and warmhearted average nerd. Graciela's only wish was to graduate high school, go to college and get a good life and if she was ever so lucky - find love, but a certain someone seems to hate everything she stood for. Or does he? Hayden McAndrew Has been Graciela's tormentor for as long as she could remember but he left. Gracie made the mistake to think it was forever now he was back to make her life a living hell! They say a very thin line exists between love and hate, what if after the line all she found was a dark obsession that consumed her every being?

"I don't think you can pay off your family's debt, even if you work day and night, for the next ten years, Ms. Lane." "What do you suggest, Mr. Anderson? I'm not following." "Marry me, Mellisa Lane." He leaned in close. His hand lifted my chin, so my eyes looked straight onto his.

“Please, let me go…” I cried while he kept walking forward towards me, making me shiver more. While his eyes fixated on me, he brought the cigarette to his lips and inhaled deeply while I gulped. As he exhaled, a slow stream of smoke escaped his lips, dissipating into the air and he started, “You shouldn’t have done that… You did a big mistake” “I am sorry…” I cried again and shook my head. “It’s done. It’s time for the punishment now…” He said and my heart skipped a beat. . Allison Wesley was living a normal life as a journalist until she gets involved into a task which leads her to slap the mafia boss in town. Her one mistake gets her life upside down as she enters the world of thrill, excitement, passion and danger. Read on to find out more!

F*ck..I moan as my feverish skin makes me dizzy with lust. [Yes.] "Evet, Mila. You make me want to ravage you when I should be disgusted by the thought of even touching you." He mutters. "But I'm not. Instead, everything about you makes me mad with desire and I can not control it. God's, I tried to but I don't want to anymore." He removes his hand from the wall, wrapping his fingers around my jaw and he forces me to stare up at him. "You've already had a taste of me and one taste is all you get." I swallow loudly, throwing his words back at him.

Layla Jones, a 22-year-old, gets the shock of her life when her grandfather tells her she has to get married due to a business deal her grandfather made with his old friend. Feeling obligated, she agrees to marry the 24-year-old Damon Kingsley, who wasn't exactly thrilled about the marriage either but had to abide because it was either that or he would have been disinherited entirely from his families’ wealth. The union proved to be a rollercoaster ride, especially when the two clashed heads almost every time. Will they be willing to endure each other's proximity on a daily basis or will their relationship take a drastic turn?

Everyone sees the beautiful life they lead but do they know what that person went through to get that life? Does looks really matter that much? She's beautiful, hot and successful. Everything you speak, she has. Money? Well, she can shower you with the money. Success? It's kissing her feet. Beauty? She's a goddess of hotness and beauty. Love? She doesn't need. Family? She has a mom and says she doesn't need anyone else. She's a successful multibillionaire businesswoman at a young age. Cold and dominating. She's not from a prestigious family but will make her own prestigious family. She's the world's richest woman. She is determined to not fall in love with anyone. He is the world's richest and successful multibillionaire businessman and from the most prestigious family in the world. He has everything -- good looks, money, fame. Known for his coldness and ruthlessness. Every woman desires for him but he doesn't wants an easygoing girl. He likes to play hard. What will happen when the two cross their path with each other? Will she fall in love? What's the reason for her not to love anyone?

"You must be crazy woman. This is my house. You are my wife. You do whatever I ordered you to do" His hold on my arms went deep like a peircing needle. Even at the situation I was in, I didn't back out. "You married me as a wife not as a slave. I'm not going to succumb to your demands" I seethe. "Oh is that so? Then I will show you who is the master here" It happened so fast. I found my body being pushed to the nearest wall with his lips hot on mine. ~~ He wants her the very first time he set his eyes on her. He wants to claim her as his. When he set his eyes on something, he gets it by hook or by crook. He's Antonio Di Salvatore, a reputable business man in the eyes of people and a dangerous mafia boss in the underworld. She's the daughter of the most influential business analyst in the country with the blood of business. A spitfire but a lovely woman. She hates him yet she fears him. A man that is consumed with obsession and a woman that is engulfed with hatred.

WARNING 18+ THE SEXUAL DESIRES Love me or hate me either way, I will f*ck you every night. **** I needed to be inside of her again so desperately that the moment she moved enough that her legs parted, I couldn't help myself. She was already wet again, and my c*ck slipped inside of her with shocking ease. Her right heat gripped me so exquisitely I thought I would burst. In the room's silence, I could hear her breathing pick up, but when I looked down, she still appeared asleep. Yet she now clenched her eyes shut and her lips parted in a silent moan. I let more of my weight settle on her as I pushed deeper inside of her slick p*ssy. Her body welcomed me eagerly, and I exhaled sharply at the satisfaction of filling her. F*ck*ng Rhea was the best experience of my life. I wanted to have her as much as I could. Something told me she enjoyed me as well. The way in her and how she moaned when she came on my c*ck seemed genuine. "Aleksander," she whispered my name, and I shoved into her harder at the sound of her breathy voice. "Ah!" She gasped and her arms flew up to wrap around my ribs.

I am not the type of girl who attracts men, my life is not very social and my best friend is my cat Salem. He dedicated me to writing, hanging out with my brother, and sometimes with my few friends. Everything was normal until that Valentine's Day when everything changed for me. Two men burst into my life as if they were earthquakes, their auras indicating danger and they enveloped me in their life as if I had belonged there. My mother always said that men with tattoos were a danger and a problem for girls. But these two Greek gods got me and now I'm part of the mob. This is my story

Cleo Benson’s world is shattered in an instant when she loses her entire family in a tragic accident. But as the grief takes hold, a darker reality emerges. Cleo is thrust into a deadly underworld as collateral for a debt she never knew existed. Enzo Russo, a cold and calculating mafia kingpin, offers her a twisted deal: 12 months as his bride, and then her freedom. Determined to survive and seek revenge against those who betrayed her, Cleo plays along with Russo’s dangerous game. But as she navigates this ruthless world, she finds herself drawn into a deeper conflict; one that pits her need for vengeance against the unexpected pull of her own heart. Will Cleo reclaim her life, or will she be swept away by the dangerous allure of the man who holds her fate in his hands?

"Be my slave", Gerald claimed shortly."WHAT???" shouted Lisa."Be my slave", whispered Gerald one more time."ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?" Lisa screamed. "No other option! The only way is agreeing to be my slave", said Gerald once more to convince her to agree with his wish."NO WAY. I AM NOT GOING TO BE ANYONE'S SLAVE!" said Lisa proudly."Just wait and see. How long will you stand with your choice? Nobody will help you to get out from here. In the end, you will give up and beg to be my slave." answered Gerald. "NEVER", said Lisa. "You will," said Gerald. Lisa was saved by Gerald, who is a vampire prince. But her real nightmare has just begun.To be the vampire prince's slave, or to die. What is Lisa's choice?

Avery Summers has spent her entire life being the good girl her parents expect without complaint. Until she is conned into a marriage contract with a man she detests. In a desperate attempt to get out, she seeks help from the last person anyone would expect. Drake Winters, has been looking for the perfect way to undermine his enemies, and repay them for past transgressions. What will he do when the answer walks through his front door, seeking his help? Will he be able to resist keeping her for himself?

"Why did you let diana escape!!!?"Derrick yelled at her in anger making her legs to shiver a little. "Am sorry my lord but She wanted to and i helped her"Marissa said and he wrapped his fist around her neck blocking air passage. "Why???!"Derrick yelled with fire blazing inside his eyes and that pained her, she had loved this man for years but he only loved diana... "Because after she came you started avoiding me......"Marissa paused trying to catch her breathe, no, "And you haven't touched me too"Marissa said but inwardly, that wasn't the reason but it was better saying that than exposing her feelings to him. "Because of that!!!?"Derricks's angry voice boomed around the lonely hallway. "You want my d**k right?, then fine, from now on, is my d**k that you would have, i would make you feel real pain, i would make you.....beg for death!!!"Derrick yelled and pushed her to the floor before walking away. "Why did you let diana escape!!!?"Derrick yelled at her in anger making her legs to shiver a little. "Am sorry my lord but She wanted to and i helped her"Marissa said and he wrapped his fist around her neck blocking air passage. "Why???!"Derrick yelled with fire blazing inside his eyes and that pained her, she had loved this man for years but he only loved diana... "Because after she came you started avoiding me......"Marissa paused trying to catch her breathe, no, "And you haven't touched me too"Marissa said but inwardly, that wasn't the reason but it was better saying that than exposing her feelings to him. "Because of that!!!?" "You want my d**k right?, then fine, from now on, is my d**k that you would have, i would make you feel real pain, i would make you.....beg for death!!!"Derrick yelled and pushed her to the floor before walking away. ***** Marissa was a s*x slave to derrick who was a mafia but things became more worst when she was adopted by Ezekiel the most feared mafia and not only that, with each move he took, Ezekiel sets her body on fire.

"You are my wife and you will do as I say!" "No! I'm only paid to be your wife. That doesn't really make me yours." "Is that so?" Xavier asked as he took several steps towards Amelia. His hot breath was fanning her face and her knees buckled under the weight of his gaze as he pulled her closer to him in one swift movement. "You're wrong. You are mine!" Amelia is a twenty four year old wild girl whose parents have gotten tired of her fun and games. On her twenty fourth birthday she sleeps with a perfect stranger and when she gets home she meets her parents who confess that they are in severe financial debts. Xavier Black is willing to save their company, but with one thing in return, he wants Amelia. So Amelia is married to the cold and cruel Xavier Black in return for money and helping her parents with their debts. Unknown to them, Xavier isn't marrying for love, he is marrying to give his old grandmother an heir. Will love come out of a bond formed out of necessity?

I was arranged to marry the most powerful and ruthless billionaire 'Giovanni Reeves. I should have expected that my life would be a rollercoaster and filled with drama. People call me Royalty Dewitt,  the only daughter of the famous Patrick Dewitt. I had just recently graduated from college and wanted to make a name for myself but my life was turned upside down when I agreed to marry Giovanni Reeves who I find cocky and arrogant. The fact that we are polar opposite and that he irritates me most of the time made us the most messed up newly Weds What I thought was the beginning of our story was just a lie, after all our story started a long time ago. I have always been His Deepest Desire.

" Strip " He commanded loathly. His voice cold as ice! Daciana's amber eyes stared at him in mortal terror. Terrified, scared and petrified. " I hate repeating myself female, undress yourself " he added icily. Daciana forced back the tears that threatened to fall. She has never seen a raw hatred for her in any wolf's eyes than she is seeing in Alpha Connor's eyes. Fear slid through her, her hand trembled as she undress herself. Her eyes sting with tears . He walked closer to her and ripped her top into pieces exposing her firm breasts leaving her fully naked. Lust, desire and hatred filled his eyes. " Get on the bed, lie on your back, spread your legs wide and face up " Her legs warbled on the floor taking herself to the bed. No amount of tears will stop him from hurting her. Again, she did as instructed preparing her mind for what is to come. She heard riffles of clothes tearing and soon, she felt him between her legs. She stiffened at his touch! His touch were as cold as his eyes. His manhood rub her legs as if looking for something. She could hear him growl, his big muscular body blanketed hers. His laboured breath burned her neck. Finally, he found the hole he was looking for and with no warning, he thrust into her aggressively. For the first time in a long time, Alpha Connor half shift into his rouge. He allowed his beast take over completely. He is not promising not to hurt her. He excessively pinned her down, his rouge snarled, his thrusts into her became harder just the way his eyes morphed into different dark colours. She is his mate yet, his hatred for her is raw and deep. The Alpha king's tower was silent, only the painful screams of a female and the loud snarl of the Alpha was heard in the tower.