[COMPLETED]✔ Book 1 of The Deliverance Series Ménage--MxFxM 2017 Fiction Award Winner for Best Mature Book. --⊰♥⊱-- "Death would be too good for you," the evil glint in his crimson orbs startles me, not expecting this to be his reaction, "you've never been owned? You've never lived a day in your life by the code? Let's see how much I can torture you and make you beg for your death you stubborn ass bitch." No... "K-Kill me," I lift my right hand, the weakness in my punch to his face amuses him. I'm beyond beaten, my blood continuing to trickle from my wounds. In my past experiences, it should slow within the next few minutes...it always does. "I-I wi-will not b-be owned!" The vampire's eyes revert to those haunting malachite orbs, reaching into his pocket with his freehand and revealing a tranquilizer. "No," he sneered, "you want to die having fought as hard as you could. You'll recover and then I'll break you all over again, if you don't follow the code of conduct, you'll be severely punished. You'll beg for your death as a sniffling coward, not as someone who fought for their life." --⊰♥⊱-- Highest Hot List Rankings: #1 in Vampire #1 in General Fiction ⚠ This book has sexual content and intended for audiences 18+. Read at your own risk. (Not Edited)

Disclaimer... [Highest rating: #7 in Science Fiction] "Please, sir." He stared at her with glittering eyes, his fingers once again steepled. He appeared to take pity on her a second later and rose from his seat. "My office Ms. Sanders." Feeling jittery and angry, she stood. On unsteady legs Christy followed her boss, ignoring the curious looks she was receiving. She felt nerves and something far more potent swirl in her stomach as she left the conference room behind. The minute they stepped into his office, three things happened. The door slammed, the walls went dark and her back was roughly pushed up against the glass. Christy didn't have a second to protest as a wall of heavy muscles thrust against her and she gasped at the unbound pleasure ricocheting through her body. Mr. Humack buried his head between her neck and shoulder and let loose a growl that had a stab of pleasure accosting her most secret place... He bit her shoulder and she yelped. His deep baritone was smooth with husky passion that made her shiver. "I will have you, Christal." It wasn't a promise. It was a threat. **** Christal Sanders had expected great things from her new job as a Space Pod designer and Current Affairs rep. Unfortunately, after six and a half cycles of working for Mr. Humack, reality was a little too much to stomach, after all her high expectations were reduced to little more than silent treatments and the occasionally frosty glare directed her way. She was convinced this couldn't be all there was to her life so she filed a vacation request, but it was denied. Her boss wouldn't let her leave, and that's when things got weird. She found herself having a string of bad luck, and a not-so-epic faint, that ultimately revealed something that would change her life completely... Of course, not before it tied her to the Jude that had caused it all, Her boss. And now they had no choice but to be joined at the hip while trouble follows them across the universe.

"She's beautiful." Jared stated, like it wasn't obvious to everyone in the room. Keegan could hear a familiar tone, and he did not like it.The tone was one that signaled when Jared had found new prey. Would he approach her, even though he knew how Keegan felt about her? Fine, he lied about it but... Jared should know better. "Do not touch her." He growled. "I mean it." "Why not? Do you want her? Or are you going to punch me for sinply saying that she is beautiful?" "No." Keegan lied in answer to his second question and ignored the rest. He then turned to watch her again. He did want her. No matter how much he wish that he did not. He wanted her more than anything he'd ever wanted. *** A girl with no name is ripped from her own time only to be sent off to God knows where, and when. What will happen to her? What will be waiting for her on the other side of darkness? The very same girl is found in the woods by Keegan and his siblings near the village of Tranmere. Who is she? Why is she naked and what is she doing in the woods all on her own? - - - - - - - - * This book is a translation from my Swedish book "Tidlös". ** WARNING! There will be sex, swearing, violence and other disturbing themes in this story. If you do not like these themes, I kindly ask you not to read it if you are easily offended or disturbed and so on. Otherwise, there's nothing more I want to add! Top Ranks: #1 MEDIEVAL #1 HISTORICALFICTION #1 AMNESIA #1 ROMANCESTORIES

•Completed• Claire Fields has dreams and visions about a boy and a life that she's never had. Because of her delusions, she is put in a mental institution. Things begin to get strange when she finally escapes to find herself surrounded by vampires, and one of them is the boy from her dreams. • "I can't help it. It's in my nature," he replied simply and gave me a wink. Tristan was suddenly in front of me, and as I stumbled back in surprise, his strong arms held me steady. His eyes locked with mine as he stalked closer and stopped just a couple of inches away. "Just like being alluring, a predator..." He slowly closed the distance between us until his hot breath fanned against my face. Goosebumps covered my pale skin, sending a shiver down my spine. His beautiful, aqua eyes bore into mine with such intensity, I felt as if I would melt in his arms. "...and undeniably sexy." • Highest ranking: #1 in Vampire •All rights reserved. This work is the intellectual property of _haileyyk/Hailey Kelly. It may not be copied in any form.•

Those who were taken... They never came back, dragged beneath the waves never to return. Their haunting screams were a symbol of their horrific deaths. Like shadows they lay in wait, the deep blue waters hiding them from view. With sharp claws they attack, Pointed fangs tearing into skin, Eager mouths devouring human flesh. Cally was taken, dragged under the water by one of the vicious creatures. But she was not devoured nor torn apart by ruthless claws--no. She was a captive. ~•~ Water instantly invades her senses. Her eyes sting, her lungs and nose burning. She thrashes, kicks, claws--anything to get away. Her efforts go to waste as her body slowly starts to shut down, the air in her lungs quickly being replaced by sea water. Cally is vaguely aware of arms wrapping around her waist and behind her head before she loses consciousness, submerged in darkness. And so she is taken. Another victim of the mysterious sea. 《Completed》 Subscribe to TheAllieL Patreon for exclusive stories and content not featured on Wattpad and to support future works and book publishing! - Free Subscriber Tier - Allie's Library - Tier 1 - $2/month - Allie's Journal - Tier 2 - $5/month Subscribe here: Patreon.com/TheAllieL

The first chance she gets, Corrine Whitman tries to escape from the man who abducted her. But when James catches her, she has to deal with his bizarre guilt trip. Doesn't she enjoy his company, the game nights, stimulating conversations? Doesn't she know how lucky she is to be taken by a caring man instead of a psycho? He tells her he can't live without her. He won't live without her. But Corrine has to get home to her father. So, she has a new tactic--earn James's trust and enjoy her new family--or at least pretend. If Corrine plays the game, she'll be given freedom to leave the house, just like other women she's met who were kidnapped. Corrine can't fathom how so many women and children are taken and live seemingly normal lives with their captors all across the country. But she can relate--she's one of them. Corrine plots the perfect escape. Yet, the more time she spends with James, the harder it is to leave. She knows she's suffering from Stockholm syndrome, but she is determined to save herself and the others. And if she escapes? Corrine knows no one has ever left alive-she has to be the first. (Cover graciously designed by @bluntpencils.)

❝I hurt people; especially pretty girls like you ❞ In which an innocent but broken girl foxtrots with insanity. And the music only stops when a demented man says so. ➳ Criminal psychology student Tahlia Meyers finds her world in disarray after being assigned to observe an infamous serial killer, who in turn, takes an uncanny interest in the girl. [ © Cluelessdaddy 2017] •Featured in Mystery• •#2 in Mystery-Thriller•

[WATTYS 2018 LONGLIST | WATTPAD FEATURED STORY] Sam Sterling is the lone commander of a risky space mission. Her task: to take six prisoners to a remote asteroid, Externo, for a life sentence. But Sam's careful plan is disrupted when a meteoroid storm cripples her ship, and requires more than one person to repair. To survive, Sam must free Dave--prisoner number six--to help repair the damage before it's too late. With time running out and Externo looming, Sam must decide whether she can trust Dave's tale of innocence, or if her entire mission is a lie... HIGHEST RANKING: #13 in Science Fiction. AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story remains unpublished, and I am currently looking to bring it to a wider audience. I hope you enjoy my space madness! Please leave a comment, vote, or introduce yourself. I'm new to the site and would love to hear from you! Copyright © 2017

Candice Woods is not your normal freshman. She's a survivor of a dreadful past that she'll do everything in her power to conceal. Her earthshaking dreams are her motivator, and love is her absolute enemy. Until her life gets turned upside down the moment she meets The Folks- a group of related rich students - and she finds herself being sucked into their den, and to her horror, she starts falling for the worst of them, Dylan Evans. Dylan Evans is your ultimate bad boy. After his girlfriend's death, he becomes a walking corruption. Relationships are his least interest, much less love. The moment Candice forces herself into his life and starts breaking his rules, he's determined to diminish her walls, only to find himself pulling her inside his. And both of their worlds morph into blues. *This book includes explicit language and content. © 2017 by Raghdanezzat/ Raghda Nagy All rights reserved.