You Better Watch Out

Jon Moretti is a vicious criminal with a host of powerful enemies, including the notorious Polanksi family who will stop at nothing to exact their revenge. As Jon falls for Zoe Walsh, a naive waitress at the criminal club, SubTerra, the Polanski's find the perfect opportunity to avenge their brother. What they fail to realize is just how far Jon Moretti is willing to go for love.

What happens when four very different males are brought together at an academy for supernatural creatures? Chaos, testosterone and of course … danger run amok. Each of the males has a secret, some more obvious than others. Are there even females capable of taming them, or will their secrets be too much? What if the ladies have secrets of their own? Werewolves, shapeshifters of different sorts, vampire and more! With each story that gets told, the danger increases. Will it finally catch up with them? “If you like her, then you’ll want to keep her alive.” Can the guys successfully date while being a total danger not only to themselves but to any females they encounter? Follow Troy, Jesse, Ryan and Dustin as they try to navigate school, love and being teenagers with supernatural powers unlike any other. For both the males and females alike, change is hard but denying true love is even more dangerous. How can they balance it all, and how will their families handle the new additions to their lives? Find out in this four part book, Warning: Danger.

"DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE TO COME NEAR ME, BASTARD!” she screamed on top of her lungs as he kept walking towards like a hunter walking towards its prey meanwhile he took off all his clothing and stood straight in front of her in his naked glory revealing his perfectly carved muscular body. "I warned you to stay out of it but…. You… you are too fucking stubborn to listen me” he said staring deep in her eyes. "Yo.. you..are a fucking monster!” She said with pure rage filled in her eyes in the meantime she struggled to free her hands from handcuff which were attached to ceiling "After tonight you’ll see me as even worst then a monster, Victoria!” he replied by smashing his dark pink lips on her red one and started suck them like a manic meanwhile his hands started tearing out every single piece of clothing from her body until she was left with nothing. "Tonight, I will kill you bitch…” he said pulling away from their kiss as his hands started torturing her delicate body by digging his nails. Follow ‘Damaged and Dangerous’ to know more about story of love, betrayal, infidelity, hurt and revenge -CONTAIN MATURE CONTENT (18+), STRONG ABUSE AND WHOLE LOT OF TORTURE ACTS. SO KINDLY READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

Six years ago, he looked at her once and decided she belonged to him.Kammie wanted only three things in life:write a bestseller, buy a villa, and die filthy rich. Being hunted by a masked stranger was never part of the plan.But the night his eyes found hers through the tinted window of a black car, something inside her changed forever. He never told her his name.Never showed his face. Only appeared in the dark like a beautiful curse she couldn’t escape. And somehow.. His touch awakened the worst parts of her, the reckless side of her,the addicted parts. Six years later, she returns to the same country she once fled from.One week after her cheating ex-boyfriend is delivered to her doorstep dead. No explanation.Just blood, silence and fear crawling beneath her skin. What Kammie doesn’t realize is that her stranger never stopped watching. Not when she cried. Not when she loved another man. Not even when she ran. And now? Now she’s exactly where he wants her. Alone. Vulnerable. Untouchable to everyone except him. Her ex is gone. The distance is gone. And the obsession he buried for six years has returned hungrier than ever. She tries to run, but her stranger doesn’t just enjoy the chase He lives for it. Kammie knows she should be terrified. But the most dangerous thing about him isn’t the stalking, the masks, or the bodies left behind in his wake. It’s the fact that every time he touches her… She wants more. Because Kammie was never the kind of girl who trembled in fear.She was the kind who became addicted to it. And falling for her stranger? That was the most terrifying thing of all.

Wulver Pack Series: 1 (standalone) I run. It’s just who I am. Whenever things get tough, I bail. Every new situation I find myself in, I have an exit strategy. Because I know what could happen if I don’t. Things are about to get bad, and I don’t understand how or why. I’ve developed a life for myself where no one could suspect a thing out of the ordinary. I fit in - or at least try to. But here I am, ready to run. Let’s just hope I do so in time. *** I didn’t ask to be in these shoes. In fact, I was thoroughly looking forward to a life of little more than personal responsibility. I never saw my future tied to this place, no matter how much it is a part of me. The position was thrust upon me, though, and with no one else to step up, I had no choice. I do love it here. These are my people - my family - and this is my home. I couldn’t turn my back, even if I wanted to. That’s a type of betrayal I would never be able to stomach. If things had gone how they were supposed to, none of this would have fallen in my lap. Now that we’ve made it through the adjustment of transition of power, I am happy this is how my life has ended up, and my people are, too. Any semblance of my plans years ago have fallen by the wayside, but that’s just the nature of the beast - and I am the beast. Times are changing. I can feel it in my bones. I just hope we are ready, and I am capable of protecting those that are relying on me.

I should step back. But I don’t. His hand slides to my waist, firm, deliberate. Not asking. Claiming. My stomach tightens, heat curling low, and I feel every inch of him before I even see him. He’s behind me, close enough that I can feel his breath at my neck. My pulse stutters as his fingers trace slow, unhurried circles up my back, and I know I should pull away… but I can’t. His lips brush my neck. Not a kiss yet, just the promise of it. My head tilts back before I can stop myself, back arching like my body is betraying me. Then he speaks. Low, calm, in control “Don’t make a sound.” A shiver runs through me. Not from fear. Not exactly. From… him. He’s in control. I can’t fight it. I don’t want to. And somewhere deep inside, I realize the terrifying truth: I’m letting him have me.